Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 271

Chapter 271: Chapter 271

"Help with what?" Yang Fan stopped and asked.

But Fan Sisi suddenly became hesitant and seemed to regret what she had just said.

As she waved her hands, she awkwardly chuckled and said, "It’s nothing, actually no big deal."

Yang Fan looked at the suddenly blushing dressed-up beauty with a puzzled expression and tentatively asked, "You, want resources?"

"Ah? What, what resources?" Fan Sisi asked, clearly confused.

"The stuff you were just looking at," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Fan Sisi became even more embarrassed, her eyes darting about as if looking for a hole to crawl into.

"No worries, just say what you need, I have some of those resources too," Yang Fan said, chuckling.

If nothing unexpected happened, it was probably that what Fan Sisi was after.

Fan Sisi bit her lip and said uneasily, "Then, could you give me some?"

"Here, open your phone, I’ll type the URLs for you. With these few URLs, you’ll have access to tens of thousands of resources. It would keep you busy for months," Yang Fan explained, almost like a magician, cheerfully.

Although he wasn’t a collector of this sort, he had quite a collection of good stuff on his phone.

With a blushing face and a nervous heart, Fan Sisi turned on her phone and handed it to him.

Yang Fan casually opened the browser, and suddenly two entangled figures appeared on the screen while fervent moans resounded.

He was momentarily stunned.

It appeared that Fan Sisi had forgotten to close the player.

Unexpectedly, her taste was for rather hardcore content, including multiples and special props.

This was quite a stark contrast to her calm and gentle image.

Fan Sisi gasped, quickly snatched the phone back, and frantically closed the player.

Yang Fan chuckled, "It’s fine. I was just about to find these things for you anyway. There’s nothing you need to be ashamed of me seeing."

Even though he said so, Fan Sisi’s face was still filled with embarrassment, red as a perfectly ripe cherry.

After closing the player, she looked down and handed her phone back to him.

Yang Fan easily typed in a couple of websites and bookmarked them.

These sites were quite straightforward, and Yang Fan knew them by heart. He didn’t need to look them up deliberately.

After he was done, he returned the phone to Fan Sisi, "Take your time but eat your fill. However, although these are good to watch, moderation is key. I heard that too much of this stuff can lead to manual driving, which isn’t great for your health."

Fan Sisi nodded repeatedly like a pecking chicken, "What... what is manual driving?"

"It means doing it yourself," Yang Fan said with a knowing look, grinning and winking.

Her shy demeanor was quite charming.

Fan Sisi’s already embarrassed face turned so red it seemed to burn up to the back of her ears, her chin almost touching her delicate collarbone.

At this moment, she deeply regretted asking Yang Fan for help.

The way Yang Fan phrased it made her feel as though she had been stripped naked.

All secrets were laid bare.

"By the way, I have some more that I’ve collected. Do you want them? But it’s a bit more trouble; I would need to send them to you," Yang Fan said.

He was absolutely delighted to present such a beauty with such a thing.

Fan Sisi waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, I have enough. This is plenty."

At this moment, she felt as if the temperature in her office had risen, making her break out in a sweat.

"Alright then, let me know if you need anything else. I’ll be off now," Yang Fan said with a smile.

"I... I’ll see you out."

"No need. Continue with your work and take care of your health. Women can get kidney deficiency too."

"Ah... I’m not that desperate. Stop it," she protested.

Yang Fan left the Delong Wanshu Sichuan Restaurant with a grin.

Old Zhou’s shop across the street had already closed, and it looked as if Old Zhou and his wife had gone home.

Without further delay, Yang Fan hopped on his three-wheeler and headed home with the evening breeze.

Helping Fan Sisi with such a small favor made Yang Fan very happy.

It gave him a sense of joy from helping others!

When he got home and parked the three-wheeler in the shed, Yang Fan hummed a tune as he entered his home.

Little Mother, his sister-in-law, and Fourth Aunt were all playing cards together, their faces covered in paper strips as if they were in a chaotic dance of demons.

Yang Yuan was squatting on the side, stroking a dog while clutching her phone and playing games.

Yang Fan joined them and chuckled, "Wow, are you playing for high stakes? Are you drinking too?"

"Drink what? Your Fourth Aunt is a scoundrel. Just touching her lips counts as a drink, and we don’t know what to do with her. Fanzi, think of something," Zhou Wenhu said, shaking her head, "Hey, what brought you back today?"

"Came home to sleep. Got nothing else on tonight," Yang Fan replied.

"Fanzi, perfect timing. Come, substitute me for drinking!" Fourth Aunt exclaimed upon seeing him.

Yang Fan immediately stepped back, "No way, Fourth Aunt. Have you forgotten what I looked like yesterday? Just seeing this stuff gives me a headache now. You guys drink slowly. Plus, with how you are right now, I don’t dare substitute for you. I’m afraid I’ll drink myself to death."

Among the three, Fourth Aunt’s face had the most paper strips, so many that there was almost no place left to stick any more.

"You brat, I just had bad luck just now," Fourth Aunt grumbled defensively.

Zhou Wenhu scoffed, "Yeah right, clear the drinks on your face first. It’s rare for me to fancy a game and you’re trying to trip me up. Let me tell you, this is my turf, if you don’t drink, I’ll hit your daughter!"

"Hey, hey, hey, how is that my problem? I’m not dealing with your conflicts!" Yang Yuan immediately jumped up.

Yang Fan couldn’t stop laughing.

So the paper strips on their faces were not for penalties from losses, but a way to measure drinks.

Fourth Aunt was truly fierce, racking up so much debt.

"Hit her, go ahead, I suddenly find this to be a brilliant idea," Fourth Aunt laughed boisterously, waving her hand, "What’s the method though, shall we discuss it first?"

Yang Yuan’s face fell immediately, and she squeezed next to Yang Fan, pouting, "Brother, please help me. I can’t stand my mom anymore, she’s too much. I’ve become their unit of measure!"

Yang Fan immediately raised his arms and said, "Little Mother, I like this idea, I’ll support you, and I’ll help you catch!"

Yang Yuan looked up at Yang Fan in utter shock, "Bro, that’s too much. How could you do this?"

Zhou Wenhu laughed wickedly, "Big sister, do you really have the heart? Well then, here I go!"

"Hit, hit, hit! If I knew there was such good entertainment, why would I drink at all? One slap per drink, I’m not taking advantage of you, am I?" Fourth Aunt said, immensely thrilled.