Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 145 I Want a Strawberry Milkshake 4

After school, Xie Yu and Chu Jiu walked side by side down the road, each supporting one of Song Xianyin's arms.

"I think I'm not familiar with either of you," Song Xianyin said after a moment of silence.

If the three of them were walking together, others would probably think she was sick too.

Chu Jiu raised her chin: "Song Xianyin, I heard your family is very poor."

Song Xianyin glanced at her and choked up.

There's no need to be so blunt. Couldn't we at least respect her self-esteem as she's going through puberty?

Xie Yu patted Song Xianyin's shoulder, and Song Xianyin groaned in pain, feeling as if her internal organs had been ripped out.

Xie Yu said with a hint of pride, "See these nails? Chu Jiu and I picked them up. Take them home today; they'll be enough for you to sell for a lot of money."

Song Xianyin looked at the large fertilizer bag behind Xie Yu, her face showing some reluctance: "I'm not bringing it."

Xie Yu looked at her in disbelief: "Why? Aren't you poor?"

His voice was so loud that all the students around looked over, and Song Xianyin really wanted to slap him to death.

Her father often told her not to feel inferior, saying that there was nothing to be ashamed of about being poor, and that every profession is noble.

But reality is not like that at all; everything about her is different from that of her classmates.

The two of them leaned on Song Xianyin's shoulders, staring at her with serious expressions.

Song Xianyin pushed away the two heads on her body, saying awkwardly, "It's embarrassing to take them back like this."

She was still wearing her school uniform; what if she ran into her classmates?

Xie Yu and Chu Jiu sighed at the same time: "I see. Song Xianyin, you really have a strong sense of pride."

The two looked at each other and nodded.

"Then we'll escort you back. We'll just have to lose face."

Chu Jiu suddenly blushed: "I feel like we're being a bit too passionate, Xie Yu-jun."

Xie Yu was also a little embarrassed: "Helping the poor is our mission, Chu Jiu-chan."

The two men actually carried a bag of nails and delivered it to Song Xianyin's home.

Xie Yu and Chu Jiu stood downstairs at Song Xianyin's house, their eyes filled with pity.

"Oto-chan, I didn't realize your family was really poor."

"No wonder you went to make bubble tea. My garage is much better than this place," Chu Jiu sighed.

The two stood together, looking pitifully at Song Xianyin, their eyes still glistening with tears.

Song Xianyin no longer feels inferior; she now really wants to beat them up.

She picked up the bag and looked at them: "Thank you for helping me pick up the nails, Chu Jiu and Xie Yu."

Chu Jiu and Xie Yu pouted and shook their heads at her.

Song Xianyin's lips twitched: "Thank you, Chu Jiu-chan and Xie Yu-jun."

"Yay!" Chu Jiu and Xie Yu jumped up and clapped their hands, then left hand in hand.

As Song Xianyin watched their retreating figures, she had never felt that the male and female leads were such a perfect match.

The system also gave her the option to win over the male lead, but she felt she definitely couldn't break up these two best friends.

When Song Xianyin brought the nails home, her grandmother's smile was radiant.

"Our Song Song is so amazing today, bringing back so many nails."

She quickly took the bag and felt the nails inside.

Grandpa limped over, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and said with a smile, "With so many nails, can't we make a fortune? We can sell them and use the money to buy a villa for my sister."

Song Xianyin's eyes crinkled into a smile: "Buying a toy villa would be more like it."

"My classmate gave this to me."

Grandpa sat in his rocking chair, looking at the fertilizer bag with a smile: "They even threw in a bag, which costs several yuan too."

Grandma carried the bag to the storage room, and holding Song Xianyin's arm, she looked at her with some concern: "Isn't your classmate selling it herself?"

With so many nails, she won't have to go back to them later, will she? She'll have to sell them tomorrow.

"Their family is very rich, they won't miss a few nails."

Grandma was relieved and even fried an extra egg for Song Xianyin that evening.

Song Xianyin's high school didn't require evening self-study sessions, so she decided to work part-time in the evenings as well.

The manager immediately gave his full approval upon hearing the news.

They are so short-staffed that the manager often has to step in personally.

Song Xianyin is the only one on duty tonight; the manager is posting job openings on Boss Zhipin.

"That's strange. Does nobody want to come and shake milk tea anymore? When there's no one around, you can shake whatever you want to drink yourself. It's so easy."

The manager sighed.

If she weren't short of money, Song Xianyin probably wouldn't be working part-time here.

Making milk tea is one thing, but after get off work you also have to clean the whole store. The cleanliness requirements are extremely high, and if someone finds a spot unclean, you get a hefty fine.

Song Xianyin felt a faint gaze on her. She looked up and saw cars waiting at the traffic light.

The manager leaned against the counter and clicked his tongue, saying, "I wish someone would suddenly send me one of these cars."

Song Xianyin glanced at the cars on the road and asked in confusion, "Is this car very expensive?"

The manager looked at her in surprise: "Don't you know what kind of car this is? Look at the logo."

Song Xianyin glanced at the car logo but had no recollection of it.

All she knew was that the four-ring logo belonged to Audi, and that her family, except for her aunt, seemed to be quite poor.

Song Xianyin stared at the car for a long time. This car wasn't very nice. In her mind, luxury cars were flat and long, or they were sports cars.

The manager shook his head and left. How could someone not even recognize a car logo?

Song Xianyin's face felt a little hot. She used to think it was okay if she didn't recognize him, but was it actually a little abnormal?

Although it was a weekday, there were still many customers, and Song Xianyin was constantly busy.

A little while later, another part-time job finally came, and Song Xianyin was finally able to take a break.

Just then, a boy wearing a black mask walked in, and all the employees in the store focused their attention on him.

After all, it's rare to see someone wrapped up so tightly in the middle of summer.

The manager even complained about this customer in private.

"Kids these days think they're cool dressed like this, but it's actually terrifying. If it weren't in China, they'd think they were terrorists."

The young man paused for a moment behind the counter, then the part-time worker looked at him cautiously: "Hello, what do you need?"

The boy was silent for a while. During his silence, she took a few steps back, afraid that he would suddenly pull out a knife and stab her.

"A strawberry milkshake, please." His voice was a little hoarse.

After finishing, he sat quietly in the corner, drinking with the straw sticking out from under his mask, which greatly disappointed the manager who was trying to peek at his face.

This time, he only drank half of it before leaving quietly, leaving Song Xianyin and the part-time worker looking at each other in bewilderment.

A loyal fan of strawberry shake milkshakes only drank half of it today?