Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 312 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 7

Fu Ci has never liked to talk or play with others since he was a child.

While other children were playing in the mud, he stayed home every day reading books.

The other children in the village didn't like to play with Fu Ci because he had a terrible personality, even worse than Song Xianyin.

But Song Qin felt that her son would definitely be successful in the future. Although she had never met any important people in her life, she was sure that Fu Ci would become an official.

"Old Fu, do you think our son will make a lot of money in the future?" Song Qin asked, sitting by the window sewing something.

Old Fu lay flat on the bed with his eyes closed: "Nonsense, doesn't my son look like he's destined to be a high-ranking official?"

Every teacher praises him for being smart, how could that be false?

He inherited this trait from his genes; he also attended primary school for a year or two, and his grades were among the best in his class.

Song Qin was overjoyed at the thought of the future: "Our son is so handsome. If he goes to the city and marries a rich wife, our lives will be much better."

Old Fu nodded: "You need to keep a close eye on him when he dates in the future. Make sure he doesn't date girls from poor families, so he doesn't become a burden to your son."

I've heard that city girls spend money very quickly, so I need to find someone virtuous and frugal, otherwise I'll squander all the money I've spent on the wedding.

Song Qin nodded: "I will definitely keep an eye on this."

The eldest son is the hope of the Fu family; they all look forward to him.

When the second and third children get married, having such a capable older brother will prevent them from being bullied in their husband's family.

Song Qin became more and more anxious. No, no, she had to find some time to give her boss a good talking-to and stop him from talking about those disreputable girls.

The cicadas outside kept chirping.

Song Xianyin sat in a seat by the window, where she could touch the leaves with just a turn of her head.

She listened to the teacher's voice on the podium, but her eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

I thought she would pay attention in class after her mother paid her tuition, but I didn't expect her to still be so sleepy.

Her head bobbed up and down like a chick pecking at rice, surrounded by a circle of attentive students, making her stand out conspicuously.

The teacher, unable to bear it any longer, threw a piece of chalk directly at Song Xianyin, which hit Song Xianyin squarely on the forehead.

Song Xianyin woke up with a start, and she lowered her head to touch her forehead.

The teacher hit me really hard today...

"Song Xianyin, look at the other students, and then look at yourself. Learning opportunities are hard to come by, how can you not cherish them?"

The teacher said with great distress that she had only spoken to Song Xianyin for a few minutes before making her stand outside.

"Come in when it's cleaned."

Song Xianyin sighed and leaned against the cool wall outside the classroom, feeling somewhat comfortable.

The sound of students reading aloud could be heard constantly from the classroom, while Song Xianyin was outside, feeling unbearably hot, and kept pulling at her clothes.

She leaned against the railing in the corridor.

The older students were having a PE class, and she spotted her older brother immediately. He was much taller than the others and stood out.

"I'll eat you to death," Song Xianyin muttered softly.

Her mother must have given all the nutritious food to her eldest brother, otherwise why would he have grown so tall?

Fu Ci wasn't interested in physical education class, and he prepared to go back to the classroom after the teacher took attendance.

On his way back to the classroom, a small figure was huddled behind a tree.

Fu Ci pretended not to see it and didn't even stop walking.

In a panic, Song Xianyin rushed forward and grabbed Fu Ci's sleeve: "Big brother."

Fu Ci frowned and looked down at her: "I remember you should be in class right now."

Song Xianyin felt a little guilty and withdrew her hand: "The teacher told me to come out for a walk to clear my head."

Fu Ci was too lazy to expose her clumsy lie and turned to leave.

Song Xianyin quickly spread her arms to block him: "Big brother, don't go, I have something very important to tell you."

Fu Ci didn't want to hear something so important from a primary school student.

"Big brother, can we walk together after school?" Song Xianyin struggled to keep up with Fu Ci's steps.

Was it her imagination? Why were she taking bigger and bigger steps in gratitude for Fu Ci?

"No."

Song Xianyin was about to scold him, but she held back her anger and said patiently, "Big brother, please, I want to beat him up, but I can't beat him."

Fu Ci stopped and looked at her quietly: "So?"

Did she want him to bully a primary school student?

When Song Xianyin saw that Fu Ci wouldn't agree, she was almost in tears: "Fu Ci, you are really cold-blooded and heartless. He even scratched my face, and you won't help me."

She cried and tugged at his clothes, saying, "Other brothers would help their sisters, but you're not a good brother."

As they approached the school building, Song Xianyin grew increasingly anxious: "Fu Ci, are you scared? You can't beat a primary school student!"

Fu Ci stopped in his tracks. Looking at Song Xianyin's angry expression, he calmly said, "Yes, I can't beat her. You fight her yourself."

After saying his farewell, he turned and left, leaving Song Xianyin staring longingly at his retreating figure.

Song Xianyin was sullen for the entire afternoon.

She can't beat them, but...

No one else in the class dared to help her fight. Did she really want to fight him to the death?

When the teacher saw that Song Xianyin was hanging her head, she thought that she was unhappy because of what happened in the afternoon. She called Song Xianyin to the office and secretly gave her a piece of candy.

Song Xianyin's mood immediately improved. She really liked her teacher; he even gave her candy.

The older students got out of school much later than the younger students, so Song Xianyin stood at the door waiting for Fu Ci to get out of school.

A short while later, a large group of people poured out from inside. Looking at Song Xianyin standing outside, everyone couldn't help but pinch her cheeks.

She only stood at the door for a short while, and she received a lot of food.

Fu Ci wasn't surprised to see Song Xianyin at the door; he slung his backpack over his shoulder and left.

Song Xianyin followed closely behind him, hiding all the snacks in her schoolbag.

Halfway there, Song Xianyin tugged at him: "Big brother, let's go this way."

She had arranged to fight them here, but she didn't know how many people they brought.

Fu Ci looked at the hand on the hem of his clothes with annoyance and walked in the direction she pointed.

When they arrived, they saw four or five little rascals standing there menacingly.

"Song Xianyin, today is not the day you die..."

The little boy's voice trailed off as he saw Fu Ci standing next to Song Xianyin.

The children looked at each other, and the boy at the front spoke up: "Song Xianyin, you're cheating! Who told you to bring your brother?"

"You're shameless! We agreed it would just be the two of us, but you brought so many people!"

What if she gets beaten to death?

Finally, the other boys ran away, and Song Xianyin grabbed her enemy and started to wrestle him. The two fought fiercely.

Fu Ci didn't make a move, but the little boy was afraid that Fu Ci would hit him, so he didn't dare to fight back. In the end, he was beaten to tears by Song Xianyin.