Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 306 The Second Daughter of the Historical Fiction (1 pages)

The atmosphere in the oldest Fu family was very heavy.

Their family was already poor, and with three children, even feeding them became a problem, let alone sending all three children to school together.

"Old Fu, I'm not trying to be mean, but even those in the village who are better off than you don't squander money like this," an old man said, smoking a cigarette as he sat on a low stool.

The villagers nearby nodded in agreement: "Look, your eldest son will get married someday. Have you two prepared the bride price for him?"

Old Fu remained silent, smoking his cigarette with a sullen face.

He had said long ago that reading so many books was useless, but she insisted that they must read.

Seeing that Lao Fu didn't speak, the woman standing on the threshold lowered her voice: "You'd be better off going out to work sooner. Old Zhang next door sends several dozen yuan home every month."

The people around him were somewhat envious: "Old Zhang really did raise a good son."

Mrs. Fu had been watching Mr. Fu's expression. She was silent for a while before saying, "Then which child should we tell to not go? They'll start arguing again later."

Old Fu stared at the dirt on the ground, his brows furrowed, remaining silent.

The other villagers all looked at Fu's mother, who wiped away her tears: "I think the second child doesn't need to go. Her grades aren't good, and she just plays around all day."

"but……"

Fu's mother's voice was hesitant: "If we tell her, she definitely won't agree."

This child is very stubborn.

The eldest is a boy, so he definitely needs to study. The youngest is always first in the whole school, so we can't let her fall behind.

Upon hearing what Mrs. Fu said, Mr. Fu immediately exploded, shouting, "Does she even have the right to disagree? She's the only one in this family who has no right to say anything!"

She doesn't look like a girl at all.

Seeing that Lao Fu was about to get angry again, Fu's mother quickly pulled him back: "Alright, alright, don't be angry. I'll talk to her later, and you don't have to say anything."

The villagers nearby smiled with satisfaction, but still disagreed: "Actually, the third child doesn't necessarily have to go. It's such a waste of money. She's studied so much, you've done right by her."

Mother Fu shook her head: "It won't work. People from the county have come to us, saying that we don't have to pay tuition."

Old Fu's expression finally softened a bit. He nodded to the person next to him, a hint of pride in his eyes: "Those big officials in the county said that our third brother is very smart and will definitely be able to go to university in the future."

Unfortunately, this second son is so disappointing.

Song Xianyin didn't have to go to school today, so she went out early in the morning to play with the villagers and didn't return until dinner time.

"I'm so hungry, time to eat!" Song Xianyin shouted as soon as she got home.

Old Fu was annoyed by Song Xianyin's appearance.

Mrs. Fu glanced at Mr. Fu, her smile somewhat forced: "How was your day?"

Song Xianyin looked at her suspiciously: "Mother, why are you suddenly asking this?"

Very scary.

The third child spent the entire afternoon studying in her room, and she heard everything that was being said outside.

She lowered her head and ate her meal quietly, her heart pounding very fast.

The family could only afford to send two people to school. The older brother was definitely going to go, so the remaining student had to be chosen between her and Song Xianyin.

Between her and Song Xianyin, she knew her parents favored her, but she was still afraid that something unexpected might happen.

She absolutely had to go to school.

The eldest brother has always been a man of few words; he eats in silence and doesn't talk to anyone else.

Fu's mother gave the last bit of meat in the dish to Lao Fu and the eldest son, and then picked out a few pieces for the third son.

Song Xianyin glared at them from the side.

Mother Fu comforted him, "Third son, pour some of this sauce over yourself. All the nutrients are in here, and it tastes like meat."

Old Fu ate his meat with gusto, glancing at her sideways: "A girl like you, always so greedy, why don't you learn from your sister?"

Song Xianyin glanced at the third brother opposite her and snorted.

The four of them are a family; she is an outsider.

With a stern face, she took meat directly from the eldest brother's bowl. The eldest brother glanced at her, then lowered his head and continued eating.

Fu's mother immediately became anxious: "Oh dear, you glutton! Why are you taking meat from your brother's bowl? He doesn't even have enough to eat."

She immediately grabbed Song Xianyin's chopsticks, but Song Xianyin's strength was ultimately no match for her mother's.

Fu's mother glared at her, then paused, thinking about what she was going to say later, and took a piece of meat from the third son's bowl.

"Look, you, as the older sister, are not as obedient as your younger sister."

The third sister's chopsticks froze in her hand. She gripped them tightly, her eyes darkening.

She knew that as long as Song Xianyin was around, she would always take things from her bowl.

Song Xianyin ate the meat smugly: "I'll obey you even if you give me meat."

She didn't want to drink that soup. If the soup was really that good, she wouldn't have a chance to drink it.

Old Fu hates her gluttonous appearance the most.

With a cold face, he tapped the bowl, signaling to Fu's mother to get down to business.

Fu's mother's heart tightened. She sat in her seat as usual and said, "Your teacher said you can't concentrate. You did so poorly on the test. It's no use for you to study this book."

Song Xianyin ate her food heartily, looking at her as if it were perfectly normal: "How am I useless? Don't I have some education now?"

Fu's mother scoffed, "What kind of culture do you have? Knowing a couple of words doesn't make you cultured?"

"What else? You don't even recognize those two characters!"

Fu Mu: ...

Forget it, I can't explain it to her.

"Second brother, you know our family's situation. Your brother will get married someday, and we still need to prepare a bride price for him..."

"vampire!"

Old Fu glared and slammed his chopsticks on the table: "What nonsense are you spouting? Who gave you permission to talk about your brother like that!"

Song Xianyin's voice was even louder than his: "So what if I said it?!"

The chopsticks made a crisp sound on the ground, and the third sister's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her head and silently tried to make herself less noticeable.

Mrs. Fu quickly stopped Mr. Fu and gave him a new pair of chopsticks: "Don't be angry with this stupid daughter. Eat first, or the food will get cold."

"Eat my ass! Giving birth to such a beast has ruined this family!"

Old Fu smashed the bowl, and in a fit of anger, he went straight into his room, slamming the door shut.

Fu's mother hurriedly went in to coax him to eat, but the more Fu scolded him, the angrier he became.

Song Xianyin ignored him and directly put the meat from Lao Fu's bowl into her own.

She put a piece in the third son's bowl, and looking into his eyes, she explained, "This is for you. I don't owe you anything."

She is a person of principle.

The third brother was silent for a while, then picked up the piece of meat and ate it quietly.

Fu's mother was in a dilemma. She was just about to bring the food into the room when she saw that there was hardly any rice left in the bowl.

"Where's the food?"

Song Xianyin chuckled.

Mrs. Fu sighed deeply. What kind of situation is this?