Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 408 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 103

Teacher Zheng walked along the dimly lit road, constantly on the phone.

"I'll make sure he gets kicked out of the school sooner or later. How can someone like that deserve to stay in our school?" Teacher Zheng shouted angrily into the phone.

He was furious just thinking about the look on Fu Ci's face when he handed him the poverty report!

How dare he look at him like that, straight and unblinking, not at all like someone handing out a poverty form?

If you're poor, you should act like one; you dare to put on airs in front of him.

"What are you eating for! I'm already full of anger!"

He hasn't eaten all day; the thought of Fu Ci's face makes him so angry that he can't eat.

The person on the other end of the phone comforted him for a while before he gradually calmed down.

After hearing what was said on the phone, Teacher Zheng's expression immediately turned grim.

“You can’t just lie at home and enjoy yourself every day, leaving all the work to my mother. She’s so old, it’s too tiring for her.”

“I initially said I'd have my mother come and help take care of the child, but you can't do this…”

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder.

Teacher Zheng's face was extremely ugly: "I said a few words to you and you started arguing again. When did I say that the child wasn't mine? Can you stop acting like the sky is falling every time something happens? What kind of behavior is that?"

The argument on the other end was still going on, and Teacher Zheng said impatiently, "Alright, alright, I'm going back now, I'm hanging up."

He immediately hung up the phone.

He's going to have dinner with his buddies later. If he goes back now, he'll definitely need to ask them to help take care of the kids. He'll go back after they've gone to sleep tonight.

Women become dramatic after giving birth.

Teacher Zheng hummed a song, feeling the fresh air on campus.

Their school's environment is definitely among the best in the city; no other school is as good.

He had previously visited a rural school, which was nothing like a school; it was practically a pigsty.

He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of those students dressed in rags.

"It's so funny, and so pitiful."

As he walked, he suddenly felt something was wrong; why was there a constant sound behind him?

He frowned and looked behind him, and what he saw startled him.

A dark figure stood not far away. He couldn't see the person's figure clearly, but he could feel that the person was staring at him.

"Which class are you in? Why aren't you back in your dorm so late!" Teacher Zheng raised her eyebrows.

They've gone too far! They don't understand any rules at all.

The person didn't speak or move, and Teacher Zheng felt a chill run down her spine.

He raised his voice: "I'm asking you a question, did you hear me?!"

His response was still silence.

He sensed something was wrong, and panic suddenly filled his eyes. Could it be that some murderer had escaped to the school?

His legs were trembling uncontrollably, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Don't linger outside at night, understand? Go back to your dorm early."

After saying that, he turned and tried to run away.

But before he could run a few steps, someone grabbed his collar tightly, the collar choking his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.

His eyes were wide open, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. He gripped the man's hand tightly and struggled to say, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything..."

He heard the man chuckle and then drag him backward.

Teacher Zheng's panic reached its peak. He screamed, "Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like this? My brother-in-law is the police chief! Are you crazy? Let me go right now!"

The pebbles on the ground tore through his pants, grinding straight into his flesh.

But at this point, he couldn't care less about the pain in his legs. He couldn't see who was dragging him, and he didn't know what he was going to do next. In the darkness, his fear had reached its peak.

He practically begged for mercy, crying: "What do you want? Money or anything else? I'll give you anything, I'll give you anything, just let me go..."

"Sir, sir! Is there some misunderstanding between us?" he cried, his legs trembling like a sieve.

"Actually, my heart is good, it's just that I'm not very good at expressing myself. Do we know each other? I can explain it to you!"

Teacher Zheng was crying so hard he could hardly breathe, and he felt cold sweat all over his body.

At that moment, countless figures flashed through his mind...

Who is it? Who is it...?

"gentlemen……"

His voice trembled. He felt the man take a piece of cloth and cover his nose tightly. His face turned pale, and a wordless fear filled his heart.

What exactly does he want to do?

"Sir, I really know I was wrong. Please give me the money. I'll kneel down and apologize to you. Please..."

"Cuckoo..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man pushed his head into the water.

A feeling of suffocation overwhelmed him, and countless streams of water rushed into his mouth. He felt his eardrums and nasal cavity throbbing painfully. He tried to call for help, but even more water rushed in.

His lungs felt like they were on fire, his chest felt like it was going to burst, and his ears were ringing. He couldn't hear anything except the sound of water.

His struggles grew weaker and weaker, and just as he was about to suffocate, the man pulled him out of the water.

"Haa—cough cough—"

He spat out the water from his mouth, and breathed rapidly like a dying fish, feeling as if each breath was tearing at his lungs.

But the next second, he was pushed back into the water. His whole body was numb, and his consciousness began to fade.

Someone please save him, someone please save him...

He couldn't remember how many times it had been repeated. He only remembered that whenever he was about to lose consciousness, the man would pull him up, and after he had taken a few breaths of fresh air, he would push him back into the water.

Finally, the man stopped. At this moment, Teacher Zheng lay on the edge of the pool like a dead fish, barely able to breathe.

Suddenly, many images flashed through his mind: his father, his mother, his son, and his wife…

Just as he was lost in fond memories, he felt himself being kicked hard in the face.

His consciousness returned to reality. He weakly looked at the figure in front of him, his whole body trembling with fear.

Suddenly, a strong smell of urine filled the air.

His teeth were chattering, and hot tears kept flowing.

He vaguely saw the man squat down, and soon he lost consciousness.

The dormitory building was extremely quiet, with the dormitory supervisor yawning as she walked back and forth in the corridor.

Those rascals must have sneaked out again. She's determined to catch them today and tell their homeroom teacher.

She has already given them a chance.

"He doesn't even study properly in such a good school."

If her child could attend this school, he would definitely be incredibly obedient.

Suddenly, she heard a noise coming from the dormitory room she was passing by.

The aunt looked through the window, frowning as she watched the people inside.

The student bowed apologetically to her, and the aunt glared at him, angrily scolding, "Go to sleep now."

Why aren't you asleep so late?