Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

Tian Sisi was lost in thought and didn’t respond in time, so to others, it seemed like she didn’t want to go watch the movie. Lei Gang, however, was very patient, quietly explaining the marvels of the movies to her, hoping to convince Tian Sisi to go. It looked to others as if Tian Sisi was putting on airs and the young master Lei Gang was humoring her.

"Wow, someone’s really putting on airs, do you even know what an ’internal reference film’ is? Probably never even heard of it, right? A word of advice, better rein it in, don’t let pride get to your head!"

Sharp and harsh words spilled out from the mouth of Ma Jiajia, who had an appearance of righteousness. Her speech was pure Beijing dialect, and even though her voice was clear, the words felt uncomfortable to hear.

Everyone’s expression changed, but Tian Sisi was not displeased, just slightly frowned. Why is it that wherever she goes she encounters brainless girls like Tian Lili? Could it be that she was born to attract negativity?

Tian Xinhua couldn’t bear to see Tian Sisi get insulted, immediately he coldly cut in before Luo Jun and Lei Gang could speak, directing his cold words towards Ma Jiajia:

"It’s just some foreign movies, treated like rare treasures, clearly comes from a small household, no wonder though since with Ma Gousheng who keeps even his farts, no grand daughters of worth could be raised from that, understandable."

Having spent three years in Beijing, Tian Xinhua spoke in authentic official Mandarin, which made everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this. Ma Jiajia’s father, Ma Daming, famously stingy, was the logistics chief. His characteristic was precisely why he was appointed that role; it was just too good of a fit, although it made everyone else in the headquarters groan.

Lei Gang eyed Tian Xinhua with a hint of scrutiny; it seemed this man had a deep understanding of their military region. It couldn’t be Junzi who told him, as Junzi wasn’t one to gossip. So he must have known before coming here. Just what is Tian Xinhua’s background? And his car license plate isn’t something an ordinary person could obtain.

Ma Jiajia’s face turned shades of red and white; she too knew of her father’s stingy nature. Though she would often resent him privately, being publicly called out like this in front of so many people left her unable to save face, tears swirling in her eyes.

"Junzi, are you just going to let your relatives talk about Jiajia like this?"