Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

The next morning, Tong Xiyuan and Fan He went to the village chief and told him that they would no longer work at the school. Originally, Fan He's logistics position was just a decoration. The village chief was silent for a second and then quickly agreed.

The old village chief looked at them worriedly and asked gently, "In this case, what are your plans for the future? The family can't just let Xiaotong work and earn money alone."

Now we are talking about women holding up half the sky. If Fanhe always stays at home waiting for food and drink, he will be gossiped about in the village.

But letting Fan He go to the production team to work every day like everyone else, the village chief glanced at Tong Xiyuan, and thinking of his desperate spirit when he threatened to marry Fan He, he thought that this boy would definitely not be happy.

Tong Xiyuan didn't think too much about it and directly told Fan He's idea, "He wants to go to the garment factory in town."

He said that he would wear all the clothes he drew on him in the future.

Of course Tong Xiyuan couldn't say this, for fear that the village chief would be curious about what the painting was and then scare the old village chief.

The village chief nodded and said, "You can go to a garment factory. You can earn a lot of money there."

"No," Fan He smiled with a hint of boasting and pride, "He gave me all the money. I plan to buy the clothing factory in town whose boss ran away."

Although he didn't have enough money, he had the ability to take advantage of this opportunity.

The village chief glared at him and said, "What? You want to buy it? You want to be your own boss?"

Fan He responded indifferently. Tong Xiyuan smiled and thought to himself, "Village Chief, do you also find it outrageous? He never thought that Fan He would be interested in fashion design one day."

Tong Xiyuan reasonably suspected that this person was trying to avoid learning knowledge and put all his skill points into painting.

The village chief of course thought it was outrageous, and he questioned Tong Xiyuan: "You gave him all the money?!"

If I remember correctly, this guy has been working in the state-owned restaurant for two months? He actually gave all the hard-earned money to Fan He to waste?

Tong Xiyuan looked very innocent, "If not him, who should I give it to?"

Isn't Fan He his only partner?

The village chief was so disappointed, "You! How can you spoil your wife like this? It's nonsense, you two are just fooling around!"

In his entire life, this was the first time he saw a young couple wasting their money instead of living a peaceful life.

Why are you still selling a garment factory? If it was really a good thing, why would the boss run away? Who knows what's going on behind the scenes.

Fan He was already familiar with the temper of the village chief, and he had never obeyed him since he was a child. "He spoils me, but you are still not happy. Then I will remarry?"

The village chief blew his beard and glared: "No!"

Tong Xiyuan pulled Fan He and said, "No, weren't you no longer angry last night?"

"Go away and don't interrupt." The village chief pushed Tong Xiyuan away and pointed at Fan He and said, "Listen to your uncle, save your money and find a job. It's enough for you two to live a stable life. Don't follow others and do stupid things."

Fan He supported Tong Xiyuan and slapped the village chief's hand away in disgust, "Don't push him."

If it were someone else, he would have beaten him up long ago.

The village chief choked. Seeing his protective attitude, he wondered who between the two of them was the wife.

However, he frowned and hissed, staring at Fan He's figure, which was obviously completely different from his previous thin and slender figure. He wondered how the girl he had seen grow up had gained so much weight in just two months after marrying Tong Xiyuan?

Is it possible...

The village chief glanced at Fan He's belly, and when he spoke again, his tone was much gentler, "No, no, but you two must listen to your uncle. Living a peaceful life is better than anything else. Be obedient and stop making trouble."

Tong Xiyuan knew that the village chief would oppose this matter no matter what. After all, in this era, using money to open a factory and do business was something that others would not even dare to think about.

He shook Fan He's hand quietly, signaling him to change the subject.

Fan He looked at the village chief, sighed, and said, "Then let's go home."

The village chief was immediately overjoyed, thinking that the two had repented. He watched them leave eagerly, and then suddenly he seemed to remember something and called them back. With an embarrassed blush on his face, he said, "Go slowly on your way back. I'll ask your aunt to kill an old hen and make soup for Xiaofan tonight."

Tong Xiyuan paused and looked at Fan He. Both of them were puzzled and bewildered.

In the evening, the village chief and his wife came to the door happily, holding a pot of freshly stewed old hen soup and carrying a basket of red eggs. Tong Xiyuan guessed it belatedly.

He glanced at Fan He, suppressed his smile and said, "Thank you, uncle, thank you, aunt. I'll buy some pork for you later."

"Hey..." The village chief's wife waved her hands, "I don't want your pork. Save it for Xiaofan. Take good care of the baby and try to give birth to a big fat boy next spring."

Fan He's face froze, he stared at the old hen soup on the table and asked, "What's raw?"

Who gave birth?

Tong Xiyuansheng?

Or is he born?

No, they are all men, why should they give birth?

The village chief's wife pursed her lips and said, "Don't be shy. I'm an experienced person. I know what's wrong with you as soon as I see your physique these days. If you have any questions, come to me. You have to pay attention to your first child. If you don't take good care of it, it will easily cause disease."

Tong Xiyuan was nearly dying from trying to hold back his laughter. Seeing the veins on Fan He's hand throbbing faster and faster, he immediately held down his hands when the man was about to flip the table.

The village chief and his wife were shocked when they saw them pressing each other, and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

Fan He turned his face away from the pot of soup and the eggs. He kept telling himself that the two old people in front of him were very kind to him when he was a child. He endured it again and again before gritting his teeth and saying, "I'm not pregnant."

"Not pregnant?" The village chief was surprised.

"Impossible," the village chief's wife said, looking at Fan He's belly, "You've gained so much weight recently, what else could it be but pregnancy?"

Tong Xiyuan, who was particularly familiar with Fan He, replied silently in his heart that it was the muscles that were trained.

As for how I learned it, I won’t mention it.

Fan He looked at the village chiefs' unbelieving eyes and slammed his hand on the table, "I can't have children. In fact, I am--uh!"

Tong Xiyuan blocked his mouth halfway through his words. Fan He looked at him in disbelief, his eyes full of grievance. He was misunderstood like this, and he couldn't tell others his real gender?

Tong Xiyuan gave him a soothing smile and was about to complete his words when he turned around and saw the surprised looks the two village chiefs were giving him.

The village head's wife said, "What do you mean you can't have children?"

The village chief said, "Which of you is ill? Is the child not okay?"

"..." Tong Xiyuan looked at Fan He for help. The other party bit his palm and turned his head away, indicating that if you don't let me speak, I will be angry.

Seeing this, the village chief didn't wait for Tong Xiyuan to answer, "Little Tong, you really can't...?!"

Look at how angry Xiao Fan is. She finally married a good man, but he turned out to be a coward.