Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 391 70 Don't care about saving face 5

For example, there was the educated youth who were forced to dream, were on the verge of waking up, and were on the verge of falling apart.

Zeng Yueping's aunt was also quite skilled at climbing over walls.

After pushing the door open, he knocked on the other person's head repeatedly.

Aside from creating a large bump, she didn't achieve her goal of knocking the other person unconscious.

Rong Xiaoshu could only reluctantly add two more nightmare packages to Xiang Zhiqing's list of nightmares that he couldn't wake up from.

When the educated youth neighbors heard the noise, they came out to see what was going on and found it was Zeng's eldest daughter-in-law.

I'd rather remain blind, deaf, and mute.

It's a great thing that someone is taking the initiative to deal with the educated youth.

Good man rewarded.

She offered emotional support to Old Man Zeng's daughter-in-law.

God knows what happened.

How could there be such a gossipy educated youth? It seems like no one in the production team has offended her.

Not to mention that their eyes are growing on the back of their heads every day.

The villagers looked down on them, the educated youth looked down on them, and it's said they also looked down on the city workers.

Every day, his face looked even more gloomy than if he were wailing.

Being a neighbor of this educated youth would surely shorten one's lifespan by several years.

It's no exaggeration to say that people avoid educated youth like the plague; they're mainly afraid of it affecting their reputation and their mental state.

No matter what, the Zeng family will prevail!

As dawn broke.

There is heat rising in the air.

Aunt Zeng whipped the educated youth's backside with a branch at the wild grave before running home.

And this time.

The Zeng family's three-person hiking group had returned to their dilapidated house in Zengtupo and were arguing and dividing their belongings.

Zeng Tupo: If you promise to give benefits, you will definitely keep your word.

Besides, his daughter reminded him of this yesterday.

If my daughter is willing to let her grandparents and aunts spend the money she earns, why should I, as her father, stop her?

He doesn't have the guts.

What if I anger my daughter one day and she farts in my room... I don't even want to think about it.

Wang Meihua was awakened by the noise of three people pushing and pulling outside.

I remembered what I promised my daughter last night.

Oh.

Get up, get up, get up.

Wang Meihua changed her clothes and rushed out the door without even saying goodbye to Uncle Zeng and the others.

Uncle Zeng sighed.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that there was only one child on the hill.

"A dirt slope!"

"Huh? Brother, what's on your mind?"

"It's alright, you and your sister-in-law take good care of Xiaoping, and make sure he doesn't develop any health problems."

Uncle Zeng's words of advice to his younger brother to succeed remained unspoken.

He'd be better off teaching his son.

At that time, the earthen slope and plum blossoms must not be moved, and it will be enough if one of his three sons is willing to help deliver the meals.

He has a heavy responsibility as the older brother.

......

Wang Meihua stood in front of her door.

He pretended to dust off his patched jacket before knocking on the Wang family's door.

Wang Meihua's handsome brother was still asleep, saying he was going to get married and stay home to recuperate... Wang Meihua's parents surprisingly agreed.

The reason was that Wang Meihua's brothers received generous dowries when they married into the family.

They had another idea.

At worst, we can give Wang Meihua's family a small subsidy and bring the couple over from the Zeng family to live with us in their old age.

The idea is beautiful.

But it's clear that neither Wang Meihua nor Zeng Tupo would agree.

We agreed to live alone for the rest of our lives.

Bringing food and looking after someone is fine, but living together is out of the question.

Zeng Tupo was unaware of his father-in-law and mother-in-law's thoughts.

Otherwise, he would definitely have advised them to marry along with the Plum Blossom Brothers, so that the two families could cooperate and live together as one.

Returning to the topic, Wang Meihua dragged her brothers to find Xiang, the educated youth.

As a result, the gate to the educated youth's home was half-closed.

Wang Meihua was worried that there might be a trap, so she pushed the door open to check first, only to find that there was no one in the room.

"Nobody's here, let's find a place to wait..."

After saying that, she covered her handsome younger brother's face with a cloth.

"Make sure your face is covered up, don't get tanned or your wife will dislike it."

After hearing this, Wang Meihua and her brother chuckled foolishly and almost burst out laughing.

"It's alright, sis. Don't you need to get ready for work? Where's your wife?"

"Shh... I'll tell you about your brother-in-law later."

"okay."

That's just how the Wang brothers are.

If you don't tell me, I won't ask.

It has no emotional value, but it's worry-free.

No wonder he was recruited by someone from afar to become their son-in-law.

A grown man is like a bird that cannot stay at home forever; if you see someone you like, then take him away.

The two waited for a long time by the dilapidated house, but no one came.

It was the neighbor aunt who couldn't stand it anymore and told Wang Meihua to go find her sister-in-law. The Zeng family and the Wang family are really strange; they don't even communicate with each other before resorting to dirty tricks.

Wang Meihua gave a few dry laughs and then ran away.

Wang Meihua and her brother didn't follow; they turned back to thank their neighbor before leaving.

"Sis, sis, wait for me!"

The Wang Meihua brothers run like they haven't eaten.

Uncle Zeng had mixed feelings as he passed by with his eldest son.

"Dad, he's so fair-skinned..."

Uncle Zeng's eyebrows immediately stood up.

"He's so fair-skinned because he's good-looking, skillful, and good at washing clothes and cooking, which is why he was able to find a good family."

He didn't say the rest.

No family wants to hire a son-in-law with the ancestral wrinkled face of the Zeng family.

"Son, now that you have a son, you must work even harder from now on, remember that?"

Zeng Yueping's older cousin nodded.

But in my heart I was thinking, should I soak the steamed buns I brought home today in water and then divide them up?

......

The Zeng family's old house was bustling with activity.

Zeng Yueping's aunt went about her business as if nothing was wrong, waiting for the family to go out to work together.

Wang Meihua came and went in a hurry.

He also had to send his handsome brother home.

After going around in circles, the Zeng family was the busiest in the Honggu production team that morning.

The villagers who didn't get along with the Zeng family wentssip about it.

They said their family was just "a bunch of stupid donkeys busy with nothing."

It is also said that Zeng Tupo and his family are lazybones, which is the true nature of the Zeng family.

I can tell.

They were genuinely jealous that everyone at the Zeng family's old house was working with such high energy every day, earning work points like they were on steroids.

The morning passed quickly.

Zeng Yueping, who was in a deep sleep, was awakened by the small banyan tree.

Feeling dizzy and unsteady, she got up and sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

When Wang Meihua got home, she saw her daughter looking so confused.

She sighed.

My daughter probably just woke up; I guess I'll have to make do with whatever's available for lunch today.

You should take responsibility for the child you gave birth to.

However, when she got to the stove, she found that things were not quite as she had imagined.

Do you have congee and wild vegetable soup?

Her daughter could probably cook a meal with her eyes closed.

really do.

This must be inherited from him.

"Mom, what are you spacing out about?"

Following the original owner's regained consciousness, Zeng Yueping's eyes regained their sparkle.

Wang Meihua is funny.

"I was looking at you, wondering what you were daydreaming about."

"Huh? Me? I don't remember either."

Zeng Yueping and Wang Meihua were having a pointless conversation while they were serving rice and setting out bowls and chopsticks.

In a poor, dilapidated house, there wasn't much else to do.

Even the chickens at home know to go to the old house for a free meal.

The sun was blazing.

Zeng Tupo, covered in sweat, carried his family's newly arrived chicken home from the old house.

"Xiaoping, are you feeling better? Does your head still hurt? Are you still coughing?"

That's a good question.

It seems like the girl who bravely forged ahead in the field yesterday was someone else's daughter.

Zeng Yueping rubbed his head against the sweat on his mother's palm.

She gave a perfunctory answer to her husband, Lao Zeng.

"Nothing's wrong. If I didn't have to go to work, I feel like I could live for another hundred years."