Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 223 The Poor Little Family in a Reconstituted Family 3

I didn't want Fan Konghou to sneeze.

The soot from the bottom of the pot was kicked up and smeared all over the face of the elderly woman who suffered from intermittent hearing loss.

Huh?

Why is there no fragrance?

The elderly woman, who hadn't cooked for years, didn't realize that soot had gotten into the pot.

The other neighbors saw it, though.

I tried to stop her, but I couldn't keep up with the speed at which the old woman rubbed the ashes with her hands to taste them.

"Pah, pah, pah! What's wrong with you, Fan boy? You've gone too far!"

Good heavens.

The old lady, who never suffers from hardship, was actually fooled by this brat. No way, I have to make Xiao Fan pay for a few meals later, or I'll report him.

Fan Konghou, engrossed in the delicious taste of the soot at the bottom of the pot, did not answer.

His face showed a mixture of perversion and enjoyment.

He was completely out of place among the older women, young wives, and little kids in the courtyard.

Several times, Xiao Q choked and choked, but Fang Yuping silently patted his back to help him.

The old woman reached out and pushed Fan Konghou several times, but he couldn't budge him.

Did this little bamboo pole eat a weight?

Aunt Wei came over with a towel and helped the old lady out of the predicament.

Aunt Wei took over the old lady's cooking duties, so when the old lady was in trouble, Aunt Wei felt it was her duty to help.

The old woman continued cursing as she retreated after Aunt Wei.

She was worried that Fan Konghou would give her another beating, that the young Fan family brat was really outrageous, but she was too old to argue with a young man.

Grandma Wei didn't care about the old lady's opinion.

As long as the old lady gives enough money, she'll even let her husband relieve himself in front of Fan Konghou's house.

Hey.

I really hope that more elderly women living alone will come to the nursing home.

Grandma Wei picked up her husband Grandpa Hua's foot towel and carefully wiped the old lady's face, but her mind was elsewhere.

Fang Yuping, who lived in the storage room, was so disgusted by the sight of it that he felt nauseous.

"Why do all the people in this courtyard have such strange tastes... Is Aunt Wei really not taking revenge on the old lady?"

The unicorn shakes the mouse's head.

"You're mistaken. It's not revenge. She even used this towel of Grandma Hua's to wipe her son's mouth..."

Fang Yuping shuddered at the thought of that scene.

Could it be that the original owner learned to brush his feet with a toothbrush from Aunt Wei?

Fortunately, she has Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi can just brush the soles of each shoe; there's no need for her to sacrifice her own feet...

Let's not mention the little incident in the storage room.

The grand scene in the tenement courtyard was indeed a rare sight.

It turns out that Fan Konghousheng's performance of eating soot from the bottom of the pot has ended.

He casually wiped the soot off his face, lifted the bowl to the side, and the onlookers inexplicably reached out and took it.

Then Fan Konghou began to unbutton his clothes.

He quickly ripped off his nearly new military green jacket, followed by the purple sweater Fan Sufeng had knitted for him, the detachable collar he'd bought at the department store, and a dark blue fitted thermal undershirt...

The older women were stunned.

The little kids covered their ears.

Why don't you cover your eyes? If you cover them, how can you enjoy the show?

Everyone strongly suspected that this young man, Fan, had seen a ghost.

Does he want to take a cold shower in the yard?

Before anyone could react, Fan Konghou took off his last piece of autumn clothing. As he was naked, the hair on his body stood on end, and his raisins turned a dark purple from freezing.

Its small white body is quite dazzling in the sun.

The body owner's mind couldn't control his body.

She walked past the middle-aged women again and again, displaying her unappealing figure.

The young wives retreated quickly.

They hurriedly hid in the nearest house, Aunt Wei's, behind them.

It was only when Xiao Chun, a clerk from the neighborhood office, came over that the farce came to an end. When the half-closed door in the courtyard was pushed open, Fan Konghou woke up as if from a dream, hugged himself, and rushed home with goosebumps all over his body.

The clothes that were left untouched were examined by the little kids.

That's a fake shirt collar.

The only remaining soot from the bottom of the pot, which was kept by a kind neighbor, was carefully hidden away.

So that Xiaochun wouldn't find out that we weren't doing anything serious.

No, it's Fan Konghou who's not doing anything worthwhile.

They are all innocent!

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Clerk Xiaochun came to see Aunt Wei.

I didn't expect Aunt Wei's house to be so lively today.

The young wives tugged at the hems of their clothes, and one by one, they pretended to be composed as they walked out.

"Aunt Wei, why isn't everyone chatting in the yard today? What's so interesting you're looking at at your house?"

Xiaochun certainly wasn't really concerned about what the other person was doing.

It was just a casual remark to start a conversation.

After all the young wives had left, Xiaochun took the initiative to talk to Aunt Wei about the important matters in the courtyard.

Fan Konghou, who lives just two doors down, doesn't know any of this.

He rushed into the house and saw through the crack in the door that it was Xiaochun who had come in. He couldn't help but feel regretful that he and Comrade Xiaochun were really missing out on a bit of fate.

But what was I doing just now?

Eating soot from the bottom of a pot?

Fan Konghou casually recalled the embarrassing scene he had just made in the courtyard.

Wow...didn't I just get seen naked by Aunt Wei and the others?

This person inherited his brain capacity from his mother, so he didn't think about whether he was possessed by an evil spirit. Instead, he felt that he had benefited his neighbors today.

They didn't even think to drink some soapy water to induce vomiting.

...

In the storage room.

Fang Yuping stopped paying attention to his second brother.

Instead, she carefully observed her parents and eldest sister, who had "stole the spotlight," and concluded that the Fang family members were quite resilient.

During breaks from work.

Fang Jiefang was controlled by Little Q and reached out to touch the director's bald head.

Well, he was lucky enough to get his hands covered in oil.

However, he kept this feeling firmly to himself.

Then, without thinking, he stuck out his tongue and licked his oily fingers clean, his expression hardly better than that of his stepson who had eaten soot from the bottom of a pot...

The bald-headed director was so frightened that his body trembled.

I always feel like I'm the one being scolded.

Fang Jiefang's coworkers were also stunned.

Since the director was still there, they had no choice but to lower their heads and pretend to be busy, pretending not to have seen anything, and taking small steps to move further away from Fang Jiefang.

Fan Sufen was unaware of the family's predicament.

While busy with their work, they still held their heads high and talked about how their families had raised their daughters in luxury.

Over the years, everyone has become numb to it, and they think it's good to listen to it as a joke to pass the time. So, some people play the straight man and others give her affirming looks, creating a scene where she is the center of attention.

But as they listened, everyone realized that Lao Fan's words were becoming increasingly strange.

"Zhang Xiaofang, don't you feel your hands stink when you wash men's feet after get off work every day?"

"Wu Hua, not to criticize you, but your boyfriend's family has seven children. Even if you get married, there won't be enough room for them to have kids..."

"Cui Cui, stop thinking about beating your in-laws and kicking your daughter-in-law all the time. Do you know your husband's secret stash of money has all gone to that other woman outside?"

"Zhou Yuan..."

With Xiao Q in charge, whoever Fan Su-fen sees, that's who she talks about in terms of their family affairs.

The workers who were called out were the least affected; they turned red in the face.

But no one came out to stop Lao Fan.

Everyone wanted to know how many things Lao Fan could reveal that you'd have to hide under someone's bed to find out.