Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 328 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 23

Song Qin and Lao Fu agreed to wait until their three children had achieved good results before going out.

If Song Xianyin fails to get into that junior high school, Song Qin will have to ask the villagers to take care of her, since Fu Ci will be living at school during high school and won't be able to come back to see her every day.

The whole family has been waiting for Song Xianyin's results these past few days.

Song Qin had already packed her things, and she sighed frequently every day.

Why are these results coming out so late? The eldest and third children helped the second child review for so long recently, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?

She was afraid that Song Xianyin would be too nervous during the exam and perform worse than usual.

Looking at Song Xianyin chasing after other children at the door, Song Qin sighed again.

She's quite carefree; everyone else seems more concerned about her grades than she is.

"Mom is fine. This exam wasn't too difficult. I think she can go to the junior high school at No. 1 Middle School."

Song Qin looked worried: "But what if others don't think it's difficult? When the rankings come out, I don't know how far down she'll be."

Song Qin felt she couldn't just sit there, so she grabbed a basket of things and ran to the school.

These teachers must have inside information.

Seeing that more than a dozen people in the village had already gone out to work, she was still staying at home, and she was so anxious that she couldn't sleep every night.

The teacher was quite helpless with Song Qin, who had come countless times during this period.

"Sister Song, this exam paper was graded uniformly by the county, so I can't see the results right now."

"Teacher, can't you even look at it? Could you please make an exception? I really have something to do."

The teacher sighed. She had heard that Song Qin wanted to go out to work, and she knew that Song Qin was in a hurry.

But grades are something she can't know just by rushing, especially since she's just an ordinary rural teacher.

Having no other choice, Song Qin had to go home.

When she got home, she saw Song Xianyin still playing wildly with that group of people, and she was furious.

"Song Xianyin, come home!" she called out to the other side.

"What? It's not time to eat yet." Song Xianyin was a little confused.

"Hurry up and go home! Aren't you going to come home before it's time to eat?!"

The other children looked at Song Xianyin with reluctance, saying, "Let's play a little longer."

Song Xianyin shook her head: "I'll go back and check first. You guys keep playing."

Her mother gets angry easily, and she really doesn't know what she's angry about.

As soon as Song Xianyin got home, Song Qin started nagging.

"The results haven't come out yet, so you can stay home and study more. You're playing with them every day, but you're going to study in the county soon, so you can't do that."

“You’re not worried about your grades at all. If it weren’t for you, we would already be working outside and earning money.”

If she's so disobedient, and no one is there to discipline her in the future, won't she just become even more indulgent?

Song Qin was angry, and Song Xianyin was also holding her breath.

"Then go ahead and leave. I didn't stop you. You said it was for my sake, but why didn't you take me with you?"

Song Qin's voice suddenly went silent. She whispered, "Isn't it because we don't have the conditions?"

She placed the book in front of Song Xianyin's desk and instructed her, "You're not allowed to go out and play anymore. You need to study. Otherwise, you'll fall behind when you get to junior high school. You have all these books at home, but you won't read them."

She needs to change her attitude now, lest she go wild at school in the future.

After waiting for several days, we finally received the news that Song Xianyin had passed the exam.

Song Qin finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately started packing her things with Lao Fu and Fu Zhiyi.

Song Xianyin can finally relax for a while. There hasn't been a smile in the house these past few days. She was dragged out of bed early every morning to read, but things are finally back to normal now.

"Zhiyi, hurry up and pack your things, we're leaving tomorrow morning."

Fu Zhiyi nodded vigorously, somewhat excited.

But when she saw Song Xianyin in the room, her smile slowly faded.

Fu Zhiyi silently packed her clothes, while Song Xianyin lay on the bed flipping through an extracurricular book.

The atmosphere between the two was extremely subtle.

Song Qin's clothes were already packed, and she was now busy packing things for Lao Fu.

Old Fu sat in his rocking chair, occasionally giving instructions: "Why bring something so heavy? Just buy it when you get there."

Song Qin looked at him hesitantly: "Wouldn't it be very expensive to buy it over there?"

Old Fu clicked his tongue impatiently: "How much more expensive can it be? More expensive than a house or a car? You woman have no foresight at all."

Once they make money, this little bit of money will be nothing; they can buy as much as they want.

Song Qin thought about it and agreed. They couldn't bring everything from home, and it would be tiring to carry it all over such a long distance.

Fu Ci had just returned from outside. He was drinking water and quietly watching them run around.

Song Qin smiled at Fu Ci: "Why are you back so early today?"

“Someone came to inspect, and they told me to come back first.”

He's not old enough yet.

Song Qin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with concern, "It's okay if you don't go. Studying is the most important thing now. Don't go to the construction site either."

She pulled Fu Ci into the room and slipped him a wad of money.

Fu Ci frowned: "Mother, didn't you give me money a few days ago?"

Why did I give it to him again?

Song Qin whispered, "That money is for you and the second son to use together. She can't save money, so you need to keep a close eye on it."

"This money is for your daily use. If your classmates ask you to go out to eat or something, don't refuse. If you do it too often, they will look down on you."

Fu Ci said helplessly, "Really, Mother, you don't need to keep it. You can keep it yourself."

Song Qin muttered a curse under her breath and stuffed the money into his pocket.

“Those classmates in the county come from well-off families. If you get along well with them, they might be able to help you in the future.”

“You need to buy new clothes and shoes too. I asked you to buy them last time, but you didn’t. You always save your money.”

"The second child is still in junior high school and doesn't need that much money. You can use your own money."

If Fu Ci weren't about to start high school, she would still want to take him there. She'd heard that the teachers in big cities are great, and he'd definitely get into a good university if he studied there.

Fu Ci responded softly, "Take good care of yourselves over there."

Song Qin started to worry as soon as this was mentioned.

“If your sister throws a tantrum, just call me. We’re all gone now, and I’m afraid she’ll only be able to vent her anger on you.”

The second child is also impatient; I don't know who he took after, since the eldest and third children are both mild-tempered.

"What are you saying? Have you packed your things?" Old Fu's voice came from outside.

"Coming! Coming!" Song Qin called out and immediately went outside.

She needs to get everything ready tonight because her train leaves tomorrow morning, otherwise she might find she forgot something when she gets there.