Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 435 The Mischievous Kid 8

The cool moonlight streamed through the window.

It illuminated the cement floor of the dormitory directly.

Xiao Xiaoping's two roommates tiptoed out of bed, planning to teach him a lesson in the middle of the night.

But this person hadn't even gotten close to Xiao Xiaoping's lower bunk yet.

I was so startled by the continuous and drawn-out "hehe" sound coming from under the covers that I fell over.

I encountered this little accident.

Xiao Xiaoping, who was lying flat on his back, laughed even harder.

He deliberately rolled the whites of his eyes out, got up, poked his head out of the bed curtains, and asked a question in a sharp tone.

"Do you also want to eat meat?"

The two people who had fallen on the ground hadn't even gotten up yet when Xiao Xiaoping asked them a sinister question, and they were so scared they almost peed themselves.

I feel dizzy but can't shake it off.

They could only huddle together, trembling.

Scared.

Want to scream.

I want to scream.

But he found himself performing a pantomime with his voice hoarse.

Xiao Xiaoping thought for a moment, then used the branch that the banyan tree had given him to knock out his two roommates, strip them naked, and stuff them into the first-floor toilet.

It also subtly gave people a psychological suggestion.

If those two ever try to bully their classmates again...

They would hop around like crabs in public, strip off their clothes and shoes, and only want to roll around in a pile of shit.

Ah ~

What a flavorful punishment!

Even within the system space, Tongzi unconsciously held his breath.

Without him.

This boarding school has an old, run-down latrine.

It's an old building.

It suspected that the pile of excrement Pingping mentioned was this thing.

"vomit..."

Get out of here, you old, stagnant poop!

Tongzi muttered to himself, refreshing the data in his mind again and again.

“￥%@”

(I think you're just being fussy! When you were a dog, didn't you ever eat your own poop, other people's poop, or other cats' poop?)

Rong Xiaoshu probably doesn't remember the years when Tongzi was a dog.

There was no hesitation in its tone.

Every word spoken was delivered with absolute certainty.

This only made Xiao Xiaoping laugh even harder.

He was laughing so hard he was almost blushing. Back when he was a dog, his diet included poop.

The array plate on the iron-framed bed is in operation.

The blanket enveloped Xiao Xiaoping's laughter and also concealed his trembling movements.

After all, there were other classmates present.

He didn't want to lose his mind and indiscriminately attack everyone, knocking them unconscious.

"Tongzi, why don't you get a new brain? I found this in my space a few days ago...hehe."

Xiao Xiaoping "kindly" threw a data packet entity into the system space.

This is clearly not for his own use.

I just don't know if using the system will cause poisoning?

"I suggest you use it in the safe house of the Quick Transmigration Bureau~"

The little device caught the data packet with its short arms, and the data in its brain began to stir...

*

They didn't pay attention to whether the system would cause trouble in the quick transmigration.

Xiao Xiaoping continued to linger within his own small territory.

I want to go home during my vacation.

I don't want to go home, so I won't go back.

Old Xiao sometimes complains to his wife that without his grandson, he feels no appetite.

"Just mix in some salted duck egg whites and it'll taste good. Does thinking about our unfortunate son make you feel any better?"

He and Xiang Die are really bored. I don't know what got into them again, but they came to me to pay respects to their ancestors.

He said the money was stolen by a ghost... and that his mouth hurt so much he couldn't eat, but there were no visible injuries on his face.

The old lady was genuinely worried at first.

But after following them for several days, she couldn't see anything unusual about her son and daughter-in-law.

She only remembered it when Old Man Xiao mentioned it.

The young couple were probably trying to play the victim and scam money... It wasn't the first time they'd done this, so the old lady quickly accepted their explanation.

"Old man, I've been staying at their house for a few days and I've discovered something: those two scoundrels seem to have stopped giving Xiaoping living expenses!"

Old Xiao paused in his hand as he scooped out salted duck eggs.

Are you sure? You didn't see or hear wrong?

"I can't sleep in a bed I don't like, so I sat on the balcony... and heard these two carrying fried noodles home talking about it."

Old Man Xiao couldn't believe it.

He managed to raise his son to adulthood and establish a career.

His son, however, has surpassed him!

"So Xiaoping spent his essay contest prize money?"

"And the money he makes from collecting and selling recyclables... I wonder if he's saved the allowance we give him..."

Old Xiao felt that his wallet was truly in danger this time.

"Why don't we talk to someone and try to mediate? At least teach Xiao Tianquan a lesson about how to be a father."

"..."

The meal, which was still bland and tasteless, was finished.

Old Man Xiao combed his hair in front of the mirror, said goodbye to his wife, and planned to find a persuasive relative to give Xiao Tianquan a good talking-to.

They won't give their son, who is still a student, living expenses.

Is this something that humans can do?

Hopefully, Xiao Tianquan and Xiang Die won't be too shameless.

Otherwise, he would expose their affair and make them all lose face.

Xiao Xiaoping was somewhat surprised by the developments in his hometown.

The Xiao family, these two generations who care about themselves, actually know how to care about this little unlucky guy?

After all, in my previous life, I didn't have Old Man Xiao to worry about this.

After my spouse passed away.

Old Xiao has lost his partner.

They probably felt that life was meaningless, and they just drifted along day by day until they became completely confused and then they died.

But.

As Xiao Xiaoping said.

Old Xiao really has something to worry about.

After all, I extended his life by twenty years.

*

I sneezed several times in a row.

Old Xiao carefully put away the small stack of bills, looking lost and disappointed.

I don't know if I'll be able to get it next month.

I remembered what my son and daughter-in-law had said.

They said Xiao Xiaoping would keep the bonus for himself and would ask his parents for it when he ran out.

If they didn't take it, they must still have money on hand.

He cited the example of Xiao Xiaoping, who loved collecting recyclables and was very good at making money.

It even caused a stir, with people coming to ask the couple about it.

Did you owe money outside? You can't even afford to raise your son, so you've spent the whole summer collecting recyclables.

With an expression of knowing understanding that matched their own.

Xiao Tianquan had no idea how many days he hadn't eaten.

He was already very concerned about his failure to make it to the provincial capital, and he didn't want to hear people discuss it face to face.

But it's for the sake of doing business.

An acquaintance who came to buy something asked this question on purpose.

Xiao Tianquan had no choice but to grit his teeth and answer.

It's nothing like my past life.

When someone asked...

The couple immediately adopted their "doting son" persona, and even hoped that the other party would ask them a few more questions from different angles.

It's as if they are business geniuses whose talents were wasted on their children...

"They're so dramatic."

Tongzi nodded, sporting a dark circle emoji.

It hesitated, and the banyan sapling sang "Hesitation Leads to Defeat".

Xiao Yi even sent a congratulatory telegram, predicting that this was the first step for the Tongzi to reclaim everything that belonged to it.

At once.

Everyone was having a great time, just like celebrating the Chinese New Year.

Except for Xiao Xiaoping, who was fast asleep.

To avoid being disturbed by his fellow sufferers in the last row, he even activated his "passerby aura."

I can sleep from day to night.

The only thing that could wake him up.

That's the sound of the cafeteria starting its meal service.

Since the original owner had no academic requirements, Xiao Xiaoping planned to control his own score like he had in his previous life.

The excuse is to maintain the persona and avoid going out of character.

I don't care how many years I've been in this world; I don't need to worry about being out of character (OOC) anymore.