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

Cui Daqiang left dejectedly. There was still some time before dark, so he went up the mountain to gather firewood, as there was nothing interesting at home.

The two kids saw the car parked in the yard as soon as they reached the front gate. Xiong Tianci ran straight into the house, and Cui Wudi followed without being outdone. "Sister/Mom, we're back!"

"Oh, hurry up and do your homework, don't bother me while I'm watching TV." Xiong Bufan ruthlessly chased the two away. No one could disturb her while watching TV. Three days without the TV felt like three years.

Cui Wudi put down his schoolbag, went to a nearby room to find some fruit and dried meat, and brought them to Xiong Bufan. "Mom, have some fruit and snacks, we'll eat dinner later."

Xiong Bufan gave Cui Wudi a knowing look, "Okay," and then continued watching TV.

While Liu Jianping was cooking, he would occasionally peek out of the kitchen to look at Xiong Bufan. Xiong Bufan's high nose bridge and snow-white skin made Liu Jianping sigh. The hospital was really a capable place. It could actually restore a completely collapsed nose to its original shape, and there was no trace of the injury. He wondered where An Qingnuan got such good fortune, not suffering or working hard.

During the three days Xiong Bufan was away, Liu Jianping spread the word throughout the village that Xiong Bufan had gone to Beijing for surgery. So when they saw Xiong Ronghua's car return, everyone wanted to see what Xiong Bufan's nose looked like.

After dinner, the village chief was the first to enter the house. He gave Xiong Bufan a small bag of hawthorns to help him recover. Then he sat in the living room and chatted with Liu Jianping and Cui Daqiang. Xiong Bufan picked up a hawthorn, examined it carefully, and put it in his mouth. "It's not as big as the one Liu Jianping brought back last year."

Did Liu Jianping bring back hawthorns last year? Kongkong couldn't remember. "When did Liu Jianping bring back hawthorns?"

Xiong Bufan spat out the hawthorn seeds. "Last time, Liu Jianping went to the village chief's house,"

Before she could finish speaking, Kongkong remembered everything. "Eat your hawthorns." She liked eating the hawthorns that her mother-in-law earned by selling herself. She didn't know what kind of fetish Xiong Bufan had.

After eating five hawthorns, Xiong Bufan slowly put them down, took out a piece of candy and put it in his mouth, his eyes scanning back and forth between Liu Jianping and the village chief. The village chief and Liu Jianping felt uncomfortable being stared at by Xiong Bufan. The village chief made an excuse to leave Cui Daqiang's house, and Cui Daqiang went out to see the village chief off. Liu Jianping also went out and even grabbed a handful of candy from the house for the village chief to take back to Cui Hongfa.

The three of them went out together, but none of them came back; they went shopping along the way.

Xiong Ronghua went downstairs to get a drink of water and saw Xiong Bufan sitting next to the TV. She said, "Sister, get some rest. You have to study tomorrow."

Studying, studying, going to school—just thinking about it gave Xiong Bufan a headache. He grabbed a hawthorn from the coffee table and put it in Xiong Ronghua's hand. "Eat more to nourish your body. I'm going back to my room."

Xiong Bufan's house also has a television. He watches TV in the living room only because he wants to assert his dominance and prove to others that this is his territory.

Xiong Ronghua shook her head. Her sister had entered her rebellious phase because of her encouragement to study, but it was for her own good. The more she learned, the more she would see, and the less easily she would be deceived.

Xiong Bufan went back into the house and asked Kongkong, "Kongkong, do you think I should ask everyone who comes to see me to pay? I can't let them see me for free."

Kongkong couldn't help but roll her eyes. "You're not a monkey in a zoo. Why should anyone pay to see you?"

Xiong Bufan answered confidently, "Because I'm good-looking."

There was only endless silence in response to Xiong Bufan. Kongkong didn't know what to say either. In an era when people could barely make ends meet, beauty was the least valuable thing.

Xiong Bufan picked up the mirror again and began to admire the original owner's face. He was satisfied with it no matter how he looked at it; it was simply too beautiful.

The next morning, after breakfast, people started arriving at Cui Daqiang's house one after another. Those who were wealthy would bring a few eggs, while those who were not so well-off would bring three or five potatoes, all to visit Xiong Bufan, who had been discharged from the hospital.

Liu Jianping was busy greeting guests and deciding whether to give them a return gift based on the amount of gifts they received. He didn't have a moment to spare all morning. Cui Daqiang went up the mountain to chop firewood early in the morning, while Xiong Ronghua drove to inspect her business. She plans to open a factory in the village next year to drive the development of the surrounding industries and help the whole town escape poverty.

Xiong Bufan sat in the living room watching TV. The villagers who came would secretly glance at Xiong Bufan and then go back and embellish the story, saying that the hospital was a place that could make people more beautiful.

Cui Dahai didn't have a wife. After hearing that Xiong Bufan had returned from the hospital, he felt a little curious. Moreover, An Qingnuan was a woman he had thought about before. So, he carried a pheasant and came to Cui Dahai's house. "Auntie, I've come to see Qingnuan."

Upon seeing that he hadn't come empty-handed, Liu Jianping quickly went to greet him, saying, "You've come all this way, why bring anything? You should save it for your father to make soup."

“I heard Qingnuan went to the hospital. My dad has been asking me to come and see her since we're all from the same village. I’m bringing a pheasant for Qingnuan to help her recover.”

Liu Jianping was a little jealous. Why bring the pheasant over when the person was fine? "It wasn't a serious illness. He's all better now and is just sitting there. Go and take a look. I'll take the chicken to the kitchen."

With Xiong Bufan's arrival, Liu Jianping was no longer worried about An Qingnuan's infidelity, nor would he stop her from talking to other men. It turned out that she also knew that her daughter-in-law talking to other men did not necessarily mean she was cheating.

Cui Dahai stared at Xiong Bufan. Xiong Bufan felt the gaze, glanced back, and then turned back to watch TV.

This sight left Cui Dahai speechless with shock. The previous An Qingnuan was thin and small, and even after giving birth to Cui Wudi, she didn't look like a woman. Later, her nose collapsed, and she lost her kindness. The current An Qingnuan was even more beautiful than before. She just sat there quietly.

Liu Jianping poured Cui Dahai a cup of tea. "Dahai, have some tea. Ronghua bought this from outside."

Cui Dahai snapped out of his daze, took the cup, and sat down on another single sofa. "Thank you, Auntie."

The TV series was at an exciting point, and Xiong Bufan was glued to the screen, leaving Cui Dahai and Liu Jianping somewhat awkward, with nothing to talk about. However, Cui Dahai showed no sign of leaving.

Xiong Bufan returned home, and his studies naturally couldn't be neglected. The two teachers that Xiong Ronghua had found for Xiong Bufan began to teach him. Xiong Bufan could only reluctantly turn off the TV, take out his workbook, spread it flat on the coffee table, and sit down on a small stool next to the coffee table.

Liu Jianping explained, "Ronghua lets her older sister study, and Qingnuan goes to class every day."

Going to school was already annoying enough, and Liu Jianping was still talking, so before the teacher could even say to start class, she gave him a quick glance. If Liu Jianping dared to prevent her from concentrating on her studies, she would definitely slap him across the face.

After receiving a look from Cui Dahai, Liu Jianping, fearing he might get into trouble, said, "Dahai, go back. Bufan has to go to class. Ronghua said not to let anyone disturb her."

Cui Dahai nodded helplessly and reluctantly left the living room with Liu Jianping. In his heart, Cui Dahai thought, 'Qingnuan, I will definitely come back.'

If Liu Jianping heard this, he would definitely kick him out and never let him step into the yard again. He's really despicable for running around in other people's houses and coveting other people's wives.

Xiong Bufan was unaware of what was happening during class. The problem in front of her made her scratch her head in frustration. Was this something a human could come up with? It was too difficult!

Since Cui Dahai arrived, he has been loitering around Cui Daqiang's house every now and then. When Liu Jianping spotted him, he quickly ran away, as if he had done something wrong.

Liu Jianping thought that Cui Dahai was just passing by after the first two times, but after the third or fourth time, he realized that Cui Dahai must be after his family's things. The only unmarried woman in the family was Xiong Ronghua, but Ronghua didn't even like Daqiang, let alone Cui Dahai, who was so short and had no mother and only a widowed father. What girl would be blind to marry him?

If you're 25 or 26 and don't try to make more money to get married, instead of just loitering around other people's houses every day, waiting for a girl to take a liking to you, you're just daydreaming!

When Xiong Ronghua drove back that evening, Liu Jianping pulled her aside mysteriously and warned her, "Ronghua, there's a bachelor in this village named Cui Dahai. He's no good. You'd better stay away from him if you go out alone in the future." Although she didn't like Xiong Ronghua, she couldn't let him get away with marrying an old bachelor in the village. As someone who had been through it all, she felt she had to give him a warning.

"Okay, Auntie, I'll be careful. Did my sister study hard today?"

For Xiong Ronghua, Xiong Bufan's matter was far more important than Cui Dahai's.

Since Liu Jianping had never been to school, he could only reply, "I haven't watched TV since the teacher came; I've been studying the whole time."

"it is good."