Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 432 The Mischievous Kid 5

He was just a clueless elementary school student.

If there's really something wrong, please go to his workplace and talk to his parents.

After a while, when his parents' workplace goes bankrupt, he can go to their house to find them.

Perhaps it's because I haven't experienced the nonsensical life of a primary school student for too long.

Xiao Xiaoping carried his little schoolbag and felt that life was quite pleasant.

Aside from occasionally watching my parents do something funny.

However, the layoffs did not come suddenly.

Xiao Tianquan and Xiang Die were already mentally prepared, just waiting for the time to come so they could go home together and eat.

After losing my job.

The two of them were finally connected, and busy thinking about starting their own business, so Xiang Die suspended the Xiang family's support plan.

A weekly meeting with my family to vent my frustrations.

It has also become once every few months.

The scattered bags and packages have been transformed into the thickest red envelopes for Chinese New Year greetings.

With no one to supervise him, Xiao Xiaoping became a semi-wild elementary school student.

There was a messenger who tipped them off.

Xiao Xiaoping always appears at the dinner table right on time.

Xiao Tianquan and his team are temporarily starting a business in their hometown.

Xiao Xiaoping ate his own family's food, then went to eat at his grandfather's house. After finishing, he would pack up a lotus pod, a cantaloupe, and a bag of water chestnuts...

"Grandpa, this pork rib soup is a little bland today."

The little debt collector finished his soup and started washing the dishes while making his comments.

Old Xiao ate his salted duck egg without even looking up.

If you don't like it, go back to your own home and eat it!

He doesn't even spoil his own son, so of course he doesn't have the idea of ​​grandparents showing affection to their grandchildren.

"Grandpa, you're joking again. My dad's house is my house, and my grandpa's house is still my house, isn't it?"

Xiao Xiaoping shook his head.

They seemed not to understand why their grandfather had started talking nonsense again.

Is this something that happens when people get old?

"Grandpa, why don't you take out your retirement pension? I'll keep it safe for you so you don't forget the password when you get old."

Old Man Xiao never expected his grandson to be so shameless.

He answered in a polite but irritable tone.

"You'd better think this through, or you'll get no soup left if you make me angry."

Grandma Xiao Xiaoping tilted her head back and laughed hysterically.

"Old Xiao, you're talking nonsense. Xiaoping makes you happy every day, how could you be angry to death?"

Hahahaha.

This little brat can talk, we must encourage him to talk more.

She herself always wanted to hold onto Lao Xiao's retirement money.

Of course, she also hoped that Lao Xiao would live a few more years, so that he would die after she did.

Otherwise, if Lao Xiao were gone, he would have to go to his son's house to make a living, which would be unbearable.

past life.

Xiao Xiaoping's grandmother did indeed pass away earlier than his husband.

After she left, Old Man Xiao was sometimes lucid and sometimes confused, and was taken home and cared for by his filial son, Xiao Tianquan.

They said it was to take care of him.

Essentially, they just dumped the person on the original owner, who had an incredibly low IQ but had to bury himself in studying.

Xiao Xiaoping strongly suspected that the original owner of the body hadn't grown very tall.

It was because my grandfather would drag me out all night to tell me stories.

After telling the old story, he would get up at night, and sometimes he would have to carry the old man on his back, like a princess carrying the shrunken old man Xiao.

However, the original owner didn't harbor any resentment towards Old Man Xiao.

After all, he had never been beaten by Old Man Xiao.

He felt that since he had eaten so many meals from his grandfather when he was a child, taking care of him was his duty.

but.

Xiao Tianquan and Xiang Die were extremely disgusted.

To outsiders, they always present themselves as the most filial person, taking care of the elderly.

Xiao Xiaoping thought back on it and realized that the original owner's big eye bags, dark circles, and perpetually buzzing brain were all for nothing.

Old Man Xiao probably knew that his son was unreliable.

When she was lucid, she could still hold the original owner's hand, lean on her cane, and take out her salary from her savings book.

Putting aside the money I lost playing cards, was chased away by others, and dropped while walking.

Sometimes they would even give the original owner a few dozen yuan as hush money.

Or give him a new set of clothes bought in the county town.

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In short.

Old Xiao took good care of himself when he was alive.

He probably had no regrets before he died.

Xiao Tianquan's plan to use his father's salary savings account ultimately failed.

Xiao Xiaoping thought.

His grandparents could have lived a few more years in this lifetime.

However, Xiao Xiaoping might not be the same as he was in his previous life.

When the time comes, his parents will have to take care of his grandparents themselves, instead of them casually and modestly saying "you'll get used to it" when others praise them as filial sons.

To foster parental independence.

Xiao Xiaoping had already chosen a boarding school for himself.

They also commissioned Xiao Yi to organize some kind of essay competition.

The money for school is coming right here, isn't it? For an old monster of unknown age, winning awards and money is a piece of cake.

But...uh...

"Tongzi! Why wasn't I the first place winner in the lower grades?!"

Xiao Xiaoping felt ashamed.

He bragged a lot to Rong Xiaoshu, saying things like he could accomplish anything with ease, that he was a literary genius descended from heaven.

"Forget it, she's so pitiful. Her parents are even less reliable than mine."

I gave myself a rather weak excuse.

Xiao Xiaoping threw himself back into the chaos of his own home.

Xiao Tianquan and his wife didn't enjoy their good life; they just loved using their child as a shield.

And they always come up with something new.

On New Year's Eve, the couple argued, and the wife pushed Xiao Xiaoping into the middle of the road, asking him whether he wanted to spend the New Year with his father or his mother...

What can Xiao Xiaoping do?

He yelled, "My parents have gone crazy again!" and started punching the air.

He "accidentally" punched his father a few times and stomped on his mother several times, ensuring they could only limp home.

Then he picked up the new schoolbag that Rongbao had given him.

Following the sound of firecrackers in the night sky, I went to Old Man Xiao's place.

Old Xiao didn't even finish watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Then she was attacked by her own grandson's love.

So annoying.

I don't want to take care of the kids.

But I have no choice but to bring it.

I heard that my son and daughter-in-law are acting crazy again.

This happened less than two days ago.

Primary school student Xiao Xiaoping was taken back to the Xiang family by his biological mother.

Amid the lively festive atmosphere, everyone wore a joyful expression and unanimously urged Xiao Xiaoping to kowtow to his uncle and receive a red envelope.

Actually, I just wanted to coax the child into kowtowing.

It was probably because of the New Year's gifts that she had a fight with Xiao Tianquan.

I want to find it here.

Seeing the look of amusement on the faces of the Xiang family members.

Xiao Xiaoping couldn't control his primal power again.

Considering that I wasn't wearing a helmet this time, I couldn't use a headbutt.

Ugh.

Xiao Xiaoping's unhappiness was written all over his face, but Xiang Die didn't care.

She probably felt inexplicably pleased as long as the person surnamed Xiao bowed down to the person surnamed Xiang.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as everyone expected.

Xiao Xiaoping was still standing there, perfectly fine.

Grandpa loosened his grip, and the cigarette butt he was holding fell onto his precious son's head.

Laugh to death.

The pain from the burn on his scalp left Uncle Xiang flustered.

He bounced around like a spring, trying to pry the cigarette butt out, but he could never reach it from his naturally curly hair.

The cigarette butt was never extinguished, and the burnt smell grew stronger...

That's fine.

He also kicked over the fire pit and small heater in the house.

A spark ignited the new cotton-padded coat of the theatergoer.

Someone even bumped their chin on his steel-like head.

Who knocked out their tooth?

Hsiao Hsiao-ping said: "I'm short, so I can't see anything."