Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 331 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 26

Fu Zhiyi didn't sleep well all night and got up very early in the morning.

After Song Qin got up, she took her to a nearby supermarket to buy some daily necessities.

She frowned and pointed, "Why are things here so expensive? The owner is making all the money."

“I saw some rice noodles over there. Buy a bowl for your dad later and let him eat it while it’s hot. He loves it.”

They don't have the habit of eating rice noodles where they live. When Lao Fu was out making a living, he used to eat rice noodles all the time, and he's been talking about them for decades.

Fu Zhiyi nodded obediently.

"Mom is going to register for work soon and may not be back until very late. Heat up the dishes for lunch and then wake your father up for lunch. He's been traveling a lot these past few days," Song Qin instructed.

Just as she was picking and choosing, a woman happened to get the same towel as Song Qin, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

Song Qin smiled at her: "Here to buy towels?"

Isn't this the woman who was holding the baby last night?

The woman nodded somewhat shyly, then looked at Fu Zhiyi and asked, "Is this your child?"

Song Qin patted Fu Zhiyi: "Say hello to someone."

"Auntie," Fu Zhiyi greeted awkwardly.

You said you didn't know them, so why do you need to call them?

“Yes, I’ll be starting junior high soon,” Song Qin said with a smile.

Are you here to work too?

The woman nodded: "I've been here for three years."

Song Qin immediately asked, "Girl, do you know where to report? I just walked around and couldn't find it."

The woman seemed introverted. She said softly, "I'll take you there later."

I felt relieved that someone had brought Song Qin along.

They had only known each other for a few minutes, but they acted like they had known each other for over a decade, appearing extremely close.

"Hey girl, do they deduct wages here? I heard someone say yesterday on my way home that they got their pay docked again."

The woman's expression was somewhat helpless: "Why don't we deduct it? We've tried every possible way to deduct it."

The wages were already low, and they were always finding fault with the workers, so they received even less money.

Song Qin frowned, her expression turning serious: "I see."

As long as wages are paid on time, that's fine. Whether or not they deduct wages, she'll find a way to handle it.

Fu Zhiyi took the things to buy some noodles for Lao Fu.

There were many small tables around the stall, and many people sat there eating. They were sweating profusely from the heat, but their mouths never stopped.

"Boss, I'd like a bowl of rice to take home and eat," Fu Zhiyi whispered.

The shopkeeper glanced at her and replied, "Okay, little sister, but you'll have to wait a bit; there are several people ahead of you."

Fu Zhiyi nodded and stood quietly to one side.

The owner put kelp and homemade fermented black beans in the rice noodles, along with plenty of meat and some chili oil on top.

The customer leisurely took his bowl of noodles and added some toppings like radish.

Fu Zhiyi couldn't help but swallow hard when she smelled the aroma.

It looks delicious.

"Boss, does your child attend the affiliated middle school?" the customer asked.

The boss wiped the sweat from his brow and chuckled, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"They're promising! Even kids from the affiliated high school can get into top universities."

The boss's smile widened: "Whether they succeed or not is up to them, as long as they're happy."

"You have two girls in your family, aren't you planning to have a boy? Otherwise, no one will protect you in the future," the guest joked.

The boss still cheerfully said, "No more children, no more. Two are already tiring enough."

“What’s so tiring about having two girls? You don’t have to buy them cars or houses. Boys are the ones who have to work hard. I have two sons and I’m under a lot of pressure.” A man handed money to the shopkeeper, his tone complaining, but there was a hint of pride on his face.

So what if they go to the affiliated high school? They have two boys in their family.

The boss naturally understood what he meant, and she smiled without saying anything.

"Little sister, do you want your noodles with chili?" the shopkeeper asked Fu Zhiyi.

Fu Zhiyi paused for a moment, then nodded: "More spicy."

"Our chili peppers are very spicy, so if it's your first time eating them, you can put in less."

"Then put in less," Fu Zhiyi said softly.

The shop owner packed the noodles and handed them to Fu Zhiyi, saying, "Be careful."

Fu Zhiyi nodded and left in a hurry.

After she left, someone next to her watched her retreating figure and remarked, "Is she new here?"

The boss responded, "It seems so. I heard they came last night."

The man laughed and said, "Which heartless bastard tricked someone here again? They're always delaying their wages."

“It’s better to be behind on wages than to farm in the village. Anyway, it’s not that I don’t want to go back, but it hasn’t rained in our area for several years, which is very worrying.” The boss sat on a stool to rest and picked up the bowl next to him to eat a few bites of noodles.

Before we could say more than a few words, another guest arrived.

"Boss, give me some fried noodles, I'm starving."

The owner wiped himself with a towel and started frying the noodles again.

As soon as Fu Zhiyi returned to the dormitory, she woke up Lao Fu. Lao Fu looked a little pale, but the smell of the powder cheered him up.

He sat at the table and took a deep sniff: "Your mother has never eaten this before, so she can't make it taste like this."

“Back then, my father and several brothers went there to build the railway. The people there love to eat rice noodles, and their rice noodles are even more fragrant than the ones here.”

Fu Zhiyi wasn't interested in what happened back then at all; all she wanted to know was where she would be going to school next month.

Mother said Uncle Qin would make the arrangements, but she hadn't heard Uncle Qin mention it.

Fu Zhiyi returned to her room and began reading intently.

Now that she's here, she must study hard. She's number one in the village, and she should be number one here too.

She didn't want to live like this anymore; she wanted to live in the best and cleanest house from now on.

The weather has been getting hotter and hotter lately, even the dogs don't want to come out to play because of the heat.

In the past, whenever outsiders entered the village, the dogs would bark wildly at them. Now, when outsiders enter the village, they just lie in the shade and bark listlessly a few times.

It got even hotter inside. Song Xianyin lay on the table drawing, so hot she could hardly breathe.

Is this weather really normal? She really wants to go play in the river, but she's afraid Fu Ci will scold her.

Fu Ci probably won't scold her, but he won't cook for her anymore.

She looked at the layers of mountains at the entrance, frowned, and longed to see what the other half of the mountains looked like.

But Fu Zhiyi had told her before that there were only mountains on the other side of the mountain, and nothing to see there.

"Song Xianyin, what are you doing?" Several children stood hesitantly at the door.

They peered inside, worried that Song Xianyin's brother might be home.

Song Xianyin's brother always has a stern face; it's quite frightening.

"I'm drawing," Song Xianyin said weakly.

Is your older brother home?

"They're not here. Please come in quickly."

Several children cheered and rushed in immediately.

"Song Xianyin, let's go bathe in the river, it's so hot."

"No, my older brother won't let me go."

"Song Xianyin, you're such a coward. Your mother never let you go before, but you still went anyway. Go on, go on."

"I still don't dare..."

"...Then we'll tell your older brother that we forced you to go. Please go, we haven't played together in so long."

"it is good!"