binnovel Chapter 227 The Poor Little Thing in the Reconstituted Family 7 (The End)
Chapter 227 The Poor Little Thing in the Reconstituted Family 7 (The End)
Under Fang Yuping's "cooking".
The two were fortunate enough to have a grilled fish feast with its skin and tail charred black.
Meng Xiqiao had a small stomach and didn't eat much.
Fang Yuping pretended that he hadn't digested the noodles from the previous meal.
Finally, the large, fat, salty fish, now bellyless, was wrapped in leaves and became the Meng family's dinner.
After eating too much of the burnt parts, Mr. Meng started burping even before he left the table.
All I could do was patiently and earnestly persuade my daughter.
Next time you catch a fish and bring it home, Dad will cook it for you and your new friend. Don't try to cook it yourself outside, or you might cut your hand.
Mother Meng only picked up a few bites with her chopsticks.
Dip the fish in soy sauce and mix it with rice.
Good heavens, my daughter's filial piety always comes so unexpectedly, it's hard to bear.
The fish is too salty.
We're definitely running low on salt again.
After this advice, Meng Xiqiao stopped carrying pots and pans with her when she went out.
At most, bring a lunchbox and chopsticks.
The purpose of the knife has changed from cutting vegetables to self-defense.
However, I still want to go fishing by the river on weekends.
They would throw the small fish they caught back into the water, and take the big fish home. It was as if the fish had intelligence; they would take turns getting hooked by the two of them.
Even the time spent waiting for Mr. Meng to cook the fish at home is not wasted.
Meng Xiqiao arranged many courses: spot checks on Fang Yuping's recitation of texts, checks on Fang Yuping's recitation of quotations, and correction of Fang Yuping's dialect accent.
Fortunately, Fang Yuping wasn't a truly bad student.
I can fool Xiao Meng by faking my study progress.
Mr. and Mrs. Meng are quite satisfied with the current situation.
With Xiao Fang keeping an eye on things, my daughter finally doesn't have time to look for pitfalls to fall into.
Neither of them are particularly good people.
How could I have given birth to such a worrywart daughter?
Through these interactions, Fang Yuping quickly became acquainted with Meng Xiqiao's parents.
Rumors were also circulating in the tenement courtyard.
It is said that Fang Yuping has climbed up the social ladder by marrying the only daughter of Director Meng.
This doesn't need to be verified.
Many people have seen Fang Yuping carrying Meng Xiqiao's bag and acting as her follower, at the supply and marketing cooperative, department store, state-run restaurant...
...
The dinner table.
Fang Jiefang remained silent out of consideration for his honest image.
However, the dissatisfaction on his face was particularly prominent.
He was unhappy that his third son was too playful, dropped out of school, went out to play every day, didn't help with housework, and didn't know how to help his older sister take care of her children.
Most importantly, Director Meng didn't even tell his family about this.
This shows a lack of emotional connection with family.
The idea is different from Fang Jiefang's.
Fan Sufeng's thought process was somewhat convoluted. She felt that since Director Meng's daughter was young, it wouldn't be a bad match for her son.
This thought lingered in her mind and wouldn't dissipate.
Fang Zhengxian fed the child silently on the side.
Her stepmother will definitely be the first to rush forward for the sake of her precious child, and she just needs to follow behind and be the good guy.
Baby Egg Fan Konghou felt that his body was hairy.
Is my family about to suffer bad luck again?
He was too lazy to worry about being the third child, since his mother would keep him in check anyway... right?
After Fan Sufen finished her dream.
The cabbage and potatoes on the table are gone, and soy sauce is gone too.
Fan Sufeng had no choice but to eat half a steamed bun by dipping it in the soup. Feeling still not full, she went to drink a few more bowls of dishwater.
This is much happier than the life the original owner had as a nanny in her previous life.
After all, no one was watching Fan Sufen, and no one stipulated that she could only eat porridge.
She certainly wasn't frugal by nature to drink dishwater.
Instead, the Fang family has been losing money every now and then, which means that even though they are attending classes, they can't make ends meet.
Old Fang said that we should give this half-eaten steamed bun to the child to help him get some nutrition.
Hey.
It's been a long time since I've stewed chicken for my kids.
*
After finishing his meal at the Meng family's restaurant, Fang Yuping took his leave.
If we don't leave soon and Xiao Meng gets some rest, I'm afraid we'll have to schedule another class after dinner.
Meng's parents understood Fang Yuping's thoughts.
I'm trying to suppress a laugh.
Looking up and seeing her daughter's clear eyes, she swallowed her smile again.
She took the initiative to tell Meng Xiqiao that there were a lot of fish in Ming City recently, but the ones they caught were still the best.
Meng Xiqiao's idea of attending evening classes was shattered.
She recounted for the fifth time the day she and Fang Yuping ate rice candy by the river.
Meng's parents applauded.
They found an excuse to praise her, saying that their daughter had done well by not getting entangled with her classmate's family.
Fang Yuping walked around the street, stopping and starting intermittently.
Occasionally, they would stop, bend down, and pick up pretty little stones.
Some curious neighbors saw it.
I originally wanted to ask Fang Yuping about Meng's family affairs, but I didn't dare to.
I'm afraid of being pestered for food.
It seems the Meng family didn't show kindness to people for no reason.
That person who said the third son of the Fang family and the daughter of the Meng family were so close they were practically inseparable is probably lying.
Fang Yuping, still looking dusty and worn, wearing Meng Xiqiao's old pants: ...
Is this how you use the phrase "too close to share a pair of pants"?
Fang Yuping put on the honest face inherited from the original owner, looked around the courtyard, and found that no neighbor took the initiative to talk to him.
Ok.
All that honest talk was for nothing.
...
For the next ten years or so.
Fang Yuping has been occupying the Fang family's storage room.
Using the treasures she had "traded" for, and through a favor with the Meng family, she found herself a temporary job.
It was mainly to avoid being sent to the countryside.
After get off work, when I have nothing to do, I eat big meals of fish and meat in the storage room.
They watched as the Fang family members outside ate wild vegetable dumplings and drank wild vegetable soup.
They wanted to benefit from the third son's influence and try to build a connection with the Meng family.
Unfortunately, the spotlight on these ordinary people is fleeting, and they often suddenly forget what they were supposed to be doing.
It shook too many times.
Fang Yuping belatedly realized that something was amiss with the Fang family.
"Unification? Won't this aura make people dizzy? I feel like the Fang family members have all become a bit slow..."
The gray-haired mouse has completed the task assigned to Xiao Meng.
After faking his death, he wandered aimlessly around Ming City.
Occasionally, he transforms into the Rat Fairy to help the weak.
"Isn't this great? You've successfully gained a family of idiots without even drugging them... You don't have to worry about them going to college at all."
After answering Pingping's question, Shuzui took the initiative to ask the big boss in the group.
It's mainly because it's curious too.
The expert concluded that it "would not affect simple work and life."
Fang Yuping carefully considered the word "simple".
"Is it as simple as Fang Zhengxian cleaning toilets...?"
She decided to go all the way and give Fang Jiefang a simpler job, so that he wouldn't accidentally cause any losses to the factory.
Gray-haired Rat Baby habitually rubbed its face with its paws before responding to Fang Yuping's words.
"But Pingping, you're going to be late!"
"what?"
I glanced at the time and oh dear.
She and Xiao Meng had arranged to meet at a state-run restaurant today.
In this life, Meng Xiqiao taught Fang Yuping in a way that made learning interesting. Unlike in the drama, she wasn't encouraged to go to the countryside out of enthusiasm. No matter how much her classmates praised her, she remained steadfast.
Instead, he coasted through graduation and became a teacher.
While the Meng family's influence certainly played a part, Meng Xiqiao was indeed skilled at teaching children.
In a small village far away.
The eldest grandson of the landlord, who had been reborn, was completely bewildered.
Why didn't that silly educated youth go to the countryside? Could it be that she was reborn too? No, given how easily her whole family tries to fool her, if she were reborn, she should be rushing to the countryside...
He copied Pingping's inspiration to achieve a brief period of freedom for the people of the whole country to eat fish.
Xiao Yi was busy running around.
In some places where the water has dried up and there's nowhere to catch fish, she still needs to bring some rain first.
I was so busy that I ended up near my eldest grandson's house.
It was discovered that the person's body was inhabited by an old man who, every day, used his smooth talk to try and scam food and drink from the brigade...
Before Xiao Yi could even receive divine justice.
This guy was then stuffed into a sack by several enthusiastic educated youths.
The captain turned a blind eye, and the matter passed.
The group received a hint.
If the grandson dared to lie, he would be beaten for no reason. He only stopped for a few days after everyone else in the family was reborn.
Things progressed quite rapidly.
Xiao Yi simply blurred their memories of all the important events in their past lives.
Then they just dusted themselves off and left.
She's busy setting the fish in.
...
Fang Jiefang's family lived a life of getting into trouble and misfortune year after year.
I want to lie down and relax.
The money they've got from lying down isn't enough to cover the losses.
I can only live with a tense mind.
Meng Xiqiao was a teacher for life.
Perhaps it's because the children have been taught too much.
She had long since reined in her overflowing compassion.
Only when she sees her friends, who used to hang out on the streets all day, grow old and then middle-aged, does she unconsciously use the same tone she used to speak.
It is limited by the times.
Fang Yuping didn't do anything too outrageous.
He lived a quiet and ordinary life as a common citizen in Ming City.
She quit her job as soon as the rural assignment ended.
He pushed a small cart all over town every day, selling melon seeds, peanuts, and roasted chestnuts. After making a small fortune, he bought himself a small courtyard.
After Meng Xiqiao was sent to the crematorium.
Fang Yuping also stopped there.