Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 389 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 84

Song Qin and the others went home not long after finishing their meal.

On their way home, villagers kept telling them that Lao Fu had gotten into a fight and was badly injured.

Song Qin then began to worry.

She hadn't expected it to be true; she thought the person she'd just heard from earlier was someone Old Fu had sent to cause trouble.

Song Qin's pace quickened.

As she walked, she urged the three people behind her, "Hurry up, your dad definitely won't apply the medicine himself, he doesn't even know where the medicine is."

Song Xianyin walked at the very back, leisurely kicking pebbles on the ground for a while, and squatting by the field to look at the insects hiding in the field.

Anyway, it just moves very slowly.

Song Qin knew that Song Xianyin was doing it on purpose, so she stopped calling her and urged Fu Ci to catch up quickly: "Boss, hurry up and catch up."

Before the two of them even entered the door, they heard Old Fu wailing and crying.

"These damned bastards! They're all a bunch of beasts," Old Fu cursed, his words laced with profanities.

Song Qin quickly ran to his side and anxiously lifted his clothes, asking, "Where are you hurt? Where are you hurt? Let me see quickly."

Old Fu slapped her hand away: "Didn't I send someone to call you? Why are you only coming back now? Do you want me to die sooner so you can stay outside forever?"

As soon as Lao Fu saw Song Qin, his anger flared up immediately. "I was fighting several people all by myself, and you were just eating at his house. You didn't even come to help. I was almost beaten to death!"

Song Qin whispered, "I thought you were lying to me again."

Old Fu had several swollen patches on his face, and abrasions on his hands and legs. There was still some mud on the wounds, indicating that they hadn't been disinfected at all.

Song Qin hurriedly found the medicine, both angry and anxious: "Why didn't you apply the medicine yourself? The wound will only get worse later."

When Lao Fu saw that Song Qin had returned, he stopped doing everything else.

He leaned back in the rocking chair with his eyes closed, complaining that Song Qin was so late: "Pour me a cup of tea. I was cursing them until my mouth was dry."

Song Qin finally found the medicine, but Lao Fu refused to apply it no matter what: "Why did you only buy this cheap medicine? It's ineffective and hurts. You should go and buy some good medicine. Aren't you making money now?"

Song Qin looked at him helplessly: "Use this for now, I'll go buy more later."

She looked at Fu Ci beside her and said, "Eldest brother, go and buy some good medicine for your father."

Fu Ci responded and turned to go out to buy medicine.

Old Fu glanced at his retreating figure and said sarcastically, "Did you see that? Your eldest son and your second son have exactly the same personality; they're both ingrates."

"What kid would see their dad injured like this and not say anything? You should at least say a few words, or people would think he doesn't even have the surname Fu."

While applying the medicine to Lao Fu, Song Qin comforted him, "Alright, alright, isn't Fu Ci just always been like this? You used to praise him for being steady."

Old Fu was a little agitated: "Being steady, being steady, what good is that! When I get beaten up one day, he probably won't even lift a finger, he'll just stand by and watch them beat me up."

Song Qin frowned: "How could that be? He will still help you. Fu Ci isn't that kind of kid."

Over the next few days, when visiting relatives, Lao Fu will have to hobble along with his cane.

Song Qin told him not to go, but he still insisted on going.

Song Qin had no idea what he was thinking. He didn't want to go before, but now he was eager to go, even though he was lame.

Old Fu had his own plans regarding visiting relatives.

He didn't understand it before, but he understands it now.

In such important occasions, it's better for the male head of the household to be present. If the woman is present too often, people might think that the woman is the head of the household.

This won't do. It's a matter of rules. If others think that Song Qin is in charge of the Fu family, then we'll break the rules.

Although their family wasn't wealthy, these age-old rules were something everyone had to follow.

Every time Fu Zhiyi talked to them, Lao Fu would interrupt, but he wasn't familiar with them and didn't know what to talk about, so he would kill the conversation.

Moreover, every time red envelopes were given out, Lao Fu would insist on giving them out himself, even though Song Qin paid for them. Lao Fu stole the credit.

Even so, everyone else was well aware of their family's situation; everyone knew who in the Fu family made the money.

“I don’t think it’s safe outside now. It’s better to stay in the village. Everyone here is honest and law-abiding. People outside are all liars with lots of ulterior motives.”

Old Fu drank his wine, reminiscing about his life in the city.

"The third child's school is very good; all of their teachers have studied abroad."

“But I still don’t like it. I feel uncomfortable. I’m more comfortable in the village. You guys shouldn’t always think that the outside world is so much better. In fact, the outside world is not necessarily as good as our village.”

While Lao Fu was talking to them, Song Qin secretly took her phone and went out.

She walked a little further away and hid in the alley behind.

"I need that batch of goods from Factory Director Zheng. Please remember to reserve it for me."

"Yes, yes, I didn't receive a call a few days ago, and I only remembered it today. Well then, I wish you a Happy New Year and lots of money this year."

"Okay, thank you so much. I'll probably be back in a couple of days."

Song Qin quickly finished speaking and hung up the phone.

She couldn't let Lao Fu hear it, otherwise he would start his hunger strike again, and she didn't have the energy to coax him right now.

Just as they were eating together, a woman came in carrying a basket.

"Hey, Lao Lin, do you still want those vegetables? They're lying on the ground," the woman shouted.

The atmosphere in the room immediately froze as soon as she walked in.

Song Xianyin stared at her, momentarily stunned. Wasn't this the aunt who had caused such a scene at their house last time?

Old Fu looked at her and his face turned pale instantly.

He was just giving orders to this person and that person, but now he's completely silent.

He pretended not to see the people outside and just kept his head down, eating the food in his bowl.

The relatives' gazes lingered among them.

That incident caused such a big stir, everyone knows about it.

They were from the same village, so no matter how much they tried to avoid each other, they were bound to run into each other eventually.

Old Lin cleared his throat and waved his hand: "If you want it, just take it. We have plenty of vegetables this year."

The woman looked at Song Qin and forced a stiff smile: "Song Qin, you're back. When did you get back?"

Song Qin smiled at her and said, "I came back a few days ago."

Apart from the two of them exchanging pleasantries, no one else spoke.

"Then you guys eat, you guys eat. I'll take those dishes and leave first, since we don't have any more at home."

"Let's eat here. The food is already cooked, it's just a matter of adding another pair of chopsticks."

"No, no, I have to go now, the child is waiting for me at home."

"Okay, then take care."