Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 463 My Cousin is the White Moonlight of Our Time (Part 4)

In the original owner's memory, Song Shi was someone who would learn one sentence and then forget the next.

It can be considered a low point in the Song family's intelligence.

Reading books can also be used to distract Song Zhong from his studies.

Bravo.

The Qizhi Dan is no longer needed.

Song Zhong had no idea what his elder sister was thinking.

While munching on a sweet potato and wild vegetable pancake, my mind was filled with the aroma of fatty meat from my dreams.

"Sis, I dreamt about eating fish, meat, and chicken legs last night..."

It felt like we were actually eating it.

Happiness died.

"It's a pity you're not in my dream, otherwise we could have eaten together, and it would have been a huge bowl of food."

Song Shi drooled as she accused her second sister.

"Why didn't you call me when you were dreaming about delicious food? You kicked me for nothing."

"... "

Song Ping didn't see the two little chickens gesturing.

He made an excuse to go out and grab something.

Song Zhong was quite self-aware and didn't try to hold his extravagant older sister back.

Nobody's paying attention.

Song Ping walked a long way, until he reached a place where trees provided cover, and then put several invisibility talismans on himself.

Then he swaggered over to the vicinity of the educated youth settlement.

Song Yinyin's rented apartment is right here.

It did make it easier for her to regroup and hold gatherings with her newly formed team in the countryside.

The former educated youth did not object.

I even hope these lunatics will move away soon.

Before Song Yinyin and her group arrived, the relationship between their educated youth settlement and the production team was quite good.

When Song Yinyin and her group of idiots arrived.

The villagers avoided the educated youth like the plague.

What old educated youth and new educated youth?

We're all former educated youth, so let's all keep our distance.

You should say that Old Man Song's family has done everything they could to be kind and righteous.

His family and his second son have never spoken to each other since.

This time, out of kindness, he repaired Song's house and provided her with vegetables and firewood, but Song accused him of being cold-blooded and heartless to his relatives back home.

What the hell is this?

Every time this group of educated youth caused trouble, the team members would stop working seriously and just crane their necks to watch the excitement, almost accidentally shoveling their own feet with a hoe.

The brigade leader felt that the educated youth had such energy because they were too well-fed.

I should have learned from the other production teams.

As long as it's strict enough that no one dies, it's fine.

This is really annoying.

He didn't suppress people from the beginning; as the captain, he was like a judge, always getting people involved to mediate conflicts.

He was caught red-handed after taking prey from someone else's trap.

Getting up early or picking someone's vegetables in the dark and getting scared by a snake;

I recently had a disagreement with my teammates over eating fish, and people are saying I'm poaching them.

The captain thought so.

This group of educated youths were even more troublesome than the hooligans in the production team.

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at this time.

Song Ping had already brazenly squatted on the wall of Song Yinyin's house.

She looked around the yard and laughed. None of the educated youth had ever brought a bundle of firewood or a single vegetable with them.

Her father and Song Wan helped repair this wall.

And there's that big water vat in the yard.

Song Yinyin did not pay the Song family a single cent for materials or labor.

Song Ping felt this was not a good idea.

She subtly increased the pressure with her feet and fists, grinding a crack into the wall—a perfect mark of time.

"Tongzi, don't you think so?"

The general's perfunctory response was to pretend he didn't know the wall would collapse soon.

Then he turned to talk about Xiao Yi's visits to the Fu family.

“Not a single one of the Fu family members was left out, tsk, and their in-laws and overseas relatives as well.”

This time, Xiao Yi pretended to be the victim.

The crimes are all true, and the evidence was fabricated by Xiao Yi on the spot.

He anonymously wrote a big-character poster and sent a letter of denunciation.

With the Fu family's rivals and enemies working together in perfect unison, Fu Wenliang had no way out.

Beijing has thus been spared a major menace ahead of schedule.

Those who knew a little bit secretly felt that once the Fu family quieted down, the air quality in Beijing improved considerably.

I don't know why no one has dealt with them before.

Weird weird.

Song Ping responded with a few "hmm" sounds.

Several large birds were randomly released, and the birds were tasked with chasing after Song Yinyin as she defecated.

"Once you're out here, work hard. You have to come and make karaoke at least once a week, the more pungent the better, got it?"

"Chirp."

(No problem)

After calling out, they didn't give Song Yinyin many chances to react.

Huge clumps of bird droppings aimed at landing.

You don't even notice the bird droppings floating in the air.

The moment it comes into contact with human hair or skin, it will immediately cause some unknown reaction, filling the air with a strong stench.

Even the bowl that the educated youth used to hold had become a giant bird toilet.

The sounds of vomiting continued.

The big bird proudly flapped its wings and circled, shaking off many lice and insects.

Song Yinyin's halo dimmed considerably.

This can be considered another form of exorcising evil spirits with unclean objects.

The big bird team, having done their good deed, didn't linger in the fight.

With a chirp, he called to his friends and quickly left the "crime scene".

The educated youth were left to vomit on the spot.

There wasn't a single bite left of what I ate at lunch.

At the nearby educated youth settlement, the older educated youth heard Song Yinyin and the others making noise, but didn't react.

Let's make a scene, let's make a scene.

Let's just give up and do whatever we want.

Who doesn't know how?

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When we go back to work.

Besides learning about the meat-paste figurine from next door, the Gaoshan production team also learned about it.

There are also stories circulating among those around them about new educated youth being chased and pulled by birds.

Hey.

They had never smelled the stench of that bird droppings before.

Do birds get constipated?

The next two weeks or so.

Everyone's ears, minds, and eyes were filled with the stench of blood, flesh, and bird droppings.

They come every few days to wait for the flock of birds; they're very cunning.

Some people tried to kill them to get a taste of meat, but instead were attacked by bird droppings, making their homes unbearably smelly.

And so-and-so can't sleep at night.

They climbed over the mountain to spy on the three remaining members of the Fu family who were barely clinging to life.

When Song Ping examined the brainstem of Huang Xiaogua's family members.

I've seen these young men rushing around several times.

The old lady whom her grandmother admired was the same; she would crawl back and forth on her children's and grandchildren's backs three times in a row, and after watching them, she could still eat a cornbread when she got home.

My appetite was not affected at all by the stench and the presence of rotting maggots.

This is a really old-fashioned, heavy-taste auntie.

Song Ping recalled the time when the original owner took his younger sister to see the Giants.

This old lady was also at the very front.

The old lady is quite a talent.

In modern times, she would definitely have a place in funeral homes, forensic clinics, and the like.

The banyan sapling waved its branches.

The howling wind supported Pingbao's statement.

Tongzi picked up the small microphone and wrote lyrics for Huang Xiaogua's father, who was wandering around in the courtyard.

"Next up is Huang** from the Gaoshan Production Team."

Because his brainstem was not in line with his physical condition, the mission taker helped him get rid of the root of his troubles.

I hope he can turn over a new leaf and become a good person in the future.

From then on, he devoted himself to work, punching his older sister, kicking his younger sister who was mentally unstable, and giving his nephew a good beating.

"applaud."

"Sprinkle flowers."

"play music."

Will he be able to behave properly in the future?

Song Ping is not sure yet.

But Song Wan, who got up in the middle of the night, was genuinely terrified.

Huang Xiaogua's dad next door has started climbing on the roof.

If this were to fall, it would probably land right in the Huang family's cooking pot. Unfortunately, the person is too big, and the pot definitely can't accommodate them.