Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Xiong Bufan had no idea that he was being targeted. He was currently practicing martial arts in the yard, wearing a floral hat sewn from scraps of cloth by Granny Qiu.

Rather than wearing silk flowers or styling his hair up, Xiong Bufan preferred having Granny Qiu braid his hair and then put on his own scraps of cloth hat.

Xiong Bufan put the silk flower in a small cloth bag and placed it on the bedside table. When he had nothing to do, he would take it out and stick it in his braid to look at it.

Everyone in the mountains likes to wear real flowers in their hair. If he took the silk flowers back with him, they would be very envious. However, he had not yet taken human form, and wearing silk flowers did not seem to look good. After thinking for a while, Xiong Bufan put the silk flowers back into his cloth bag.

Just after the Lantern Festival, the streets gradually became lively again. Vendors began to hawk their wares, and the assassins also began their operations.

Xiong Bufan was still selling steamed buns on the street when an inconspicuous man walked over, took out a piece of silver, and Xiong Bufan took the silver and took out some oil paper, saying, "Sir, how many steamed buns would you like?"

Kongkong kept observing the movements outside and saw that the man had something that looked like a knife handle in his arms. Xiong Bufan was still foolishly stuffing buns into his bag. "Quickly get out of the way, he's going to kill you."

The man pulled a knife from his pocket and was about to stab Xiong Bufan in the abdomen. Seeing that Xiong Bufan could not dodge, the assassin opened his eyes wide and smiled, as if he could see Xiong Bufan lying in a pool of blood in the next scene, with Xiong Bufan's blood on the buns and silver coins.

Before the blade even touched Xiong Bufan, Granny Qiu darted over and kicked the assassin to the ground. She then rushed forward and dislocated the assassin's jaw to prevent him from committing suicide by poison.

Xiong Bufan put down the steamed buns and, together with Granny Qiu, captured the assassin. At first, the people around thought Granny Qiu was going crazy when she suddenly became violent, but when they saw the knife in the assassin's hand, they scrambled to report to the authorities.

Granny Qiu stuck her fingers into the assassin's mouth, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find any poison. So she put his chin back on and said, "Who sent you? Speak."

The money was meager, and it was a mission during the first month of the lunar year. The assassin was just a small-time hoodlum, not a professional, so he betrayed Li Yun completely. "It was Li Shan. He gave me money to kill that little beggar."

"Li Shan is Li Yun's brother, and Li Yun is the male concubine of the second young master of the Jiang family," the assassin added.

Xiong Bufan slapped the assassin across the face. "You're talking nonsense. I don't even know Li Yun. Why would he kill me?"

Kongkong quietly added, "Bufan, Jiang Yu bothered you before, and Li Yun is probably holding a grudge."

Before Xiong Bufan could slap him again, the government officials took the assassin away, along with Granny Qiu and Xiong Bufan.

Since the assassin did not cause any real harm to Xiong Bufan, and Qiu Pozi and Xiong Bufan even beat the assassin, the assassin could not be sentenced to death even with all the witnesses and evidence.

Meanwhile, Li Shan was in contact with the assassin. Li Yun didn't even need to show his face, and the matter was resolved. Li Shan was only imprisoned for three days and fined a sum of money.

Granny Qiu had no objection to the verdict. Xiong Bufan was completely clueless. He wanted to fight the assassin, but others wouldn't let him, which made him very unhappy.

Even after leaving the government office, Xiong Bufan was still sullen. Granny Qiu could only pat him on the shoulder helplessly, "It's alright, let's go sell steamed buns near the Jiang residence later."

"it is good."

The steamed bun business wasn't doing very well. Granny Qiu kept a close watch on Xiong Bufan, fearing that another assassin might come out and harm her free labor.

Around noon, Granny Qiu found the car and took Xiong Bufan home.

Wang Xiaojiu, the helper hired by Granny Wang, accompanied Granny Qiu to take them home. "Bufan, Granny Qiu, you must be careful. If things don't work out these next few days, don't set up your stall anymore."

"Xiao Jiu, thank you so much for your trouble. You should go home soon too."

Wang Xiaojiu put the groceries on the cart and handed the cart to Granny Qiu. "Grandma, I'll head back now. Goodbye."

Watching Wang Xiaojiu's departing figure, Granny Qiu muttered, "Unsolicited kindness is either a trick or a theft."

"Bufan, let's go back. Grandma will cook for you."

"it is good."

It's no wonder that Granny Qiu was suspicious. Ever since Granny Wang learned that Xiong Bufan didn't want wages, she tried to cut Wang Xiaojiu's wages. Wang Xiaojiu didn't dare to do anything to Granny Wang, but she didn't like Granny Qiu and Xiong Bufan. Every time she met Xiong Bufan, she would either roll her eyes or snort coldly.

Previously, seeing that Xiong Bufan was thin and small, he tried to bump into Xiong Bufan's shoulder, hoping to make him fall over. However, Xiong Bufan grabbed his shoulder and threw him out, causing him to limp for several days afterward. Unable to work, he was subjected to a veiled scolding by Granny Wang.

From then on, he dared not openly target Xiong Bufan, but secretly rolled his eyes at him. Unfortunately, Xiong Bufan could not see it most of the time, and in the few times he could see it but could not understand what it meant. Instead, he asked him if his eyes were uncomfortable and if he needed to gouge them out.

Seeing Xiong Bufan's fierce expression, Wang Xiaojiu could only secretly roll her eyes, trying not to let Xiong Bufan notice.

After walking a distance away, Wang Xiaojiu spat. Who would want to help those two bastards? If it weren't for a benefactor wanting to know their address, she wouldn't have come along.

Granny Qiu looked at Xiong Bufan practicing martial arts outside the window and couldn't figure it out for a long time. Why didn't Xiong Bufan fight back? Was she afraid?

In the evening, instead of kneading dough, Granny Qiu found two sets of black clothes and said, "Grandma will take you for a stroll. I've already inquired, and today is a good day for getting around."

"To jail?"

"No, go to the Jiang family. We can take our time with the jail incident."