Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 52 That Cannon Fodder in a Male-Oriented Novel 7

Since returning from the old house, Pei Zilang's temper has worsened. He often likes to throw toys at people, and his screams can often be heard in the Pei family.

Pei Zilang wanted to play with Song Xianyin, but Song Xianyin would scold him whenever she saw him get close, and the scolding got worse each time.

Lin Pianyue quickly picked up Pei Zilang, who was sitting on the ground crying, and said, "I told you not to bother your sister, and you got scolded again."

Pei Zilang wailed, gasping for breath. He hugged Lin Pianyue and cried, "Mommy, I want to play with my sister."

Lin Pianyue originally wanted Song Xianyin to keep him company, but seeing Song Xianyin's angry expression, she silently carried Pei Zilang out: "How about Mommy takes you to play with those other children?"

Pei Zilang pursed his lips and remained silent. He didn't like playing with those kinds of people; he only liked playing with older kids.

Looking at Song Xianyin playing games in the living room, Pei Zilang felt extremely wronged.

But the feeling of being wronged was quickly overshadowed by the joy of seeing friends.

It was cold outside, but the kids didn't care at all when they were playing.

As darkness fell, the lights in the villa cast a long shadow of Pei Zilang. He sniffed and continued building the snowman.

He is determined to make the world's largest snowman.

Just as Pei Zilang was focused on building a snowman, he heard familiar footsteps.

Pei Qizhan walked through the gate, wearing a thin coat, his figure appearing somewhat blurred in the snow.

Pei Zilang immediately stood up excitedly and grabbed a snowball, throwing it at Pei Qizhan.

"Snapped--"

Pei Qizhan stopped and quietly looked at Pei Zilang not far away.

When Pei Zilang saw him looking at him, he flashed his signature smile: "Pei Gou! Come play with me."

Pei Qizhan glanced at him but didn't say anything, and continued walking forward.

Pei Zilang looked at him unhappily and screamed, "You're not allowed to leave! Do you believe I'll make my dad starve you to death?!"

Song Xianyin ignored him, so why should Pei Qizhan ignore him?

Pei Qizhan looked at Pei Zilang, who was jumping up and down in anger, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, thinking he was as stupid as a pig.

Pei Zilang's face turned red with anger. He kept throwing snowballs at Pei Qizhan, yelling as he did so, "Come play with me!"

Pei Qizhan's lips curled up into a mocking smile: "Fool."

Pei Zilang couldn't hear what he was saying, but looking at Pei Qizhan's lip movements, he knew he was definitely cursing him.

From childhood to adulthood, apart from Song Xianyin, no one had ever dared to scold him, and Pei Zilang's anger flared up immediately.

He took the snow shovel and smashed it hard against Pei Qizhan.

Children's hatred often comes out of nowhere. Even though Pei Qizhan had no grudge against him, he still beat him to death every time.

He bared his teeth and stared wide-eyed. Pei Qizhan looked at his face; they were clearly siblings, but he didn't resemble Song Xianyin at all.

Lin Pianyue was cooking soup with the nanny when Pei Zilang's screams would occasionally drift in; she had become completely used to them.

She called out to Song Xianyin, "Ayin, dinner is almost ready. Quickly call your brother back."

Song Xianyin reluctantly agreed. Why did she have to go and call him? She wasn't even familiar with Pei Zilang.

The snow was falling outside and the wind was strong. She put on a scarf and walked into the snow.

"Waaah..." In a daze, she heard a faint sobbing sound.

She stood in the snow, looking around in bewilderment. Where had Pei Zilang gone? Wasn't he just here a moment ago?

In the corner, Pei Qizhan's face was full of ferocity, his lips were clenched white, he pressed Pei Zilang against the wall and kicked Pei Zilang hard in the abdomen.

His breathing grew heavier and heavier. He didn't say a word, and his fists pounded wildly on Pei Zilang's face.

Pei Zilang cried with tears streaming down his face. He wanted to beg for mercy, but Pei Qizhan's strength increased with each blow, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Soon, Pei Zilang's voice grew softer and softer, and his breathing became increasingly weak.

The cold wind kept howling, but Pei Qizhan was completely oblivious to it. He had only one thought in his mind: to kill him.

When Song Xianyin arrived, she saw this scene and was overjoyed to see Pei Zilang lying on the ground, half-dead.

That way, her mother will only spoil her.

Her breath kept blurring her vision, so she pulled her scarf up higher and quietly watched them.

Pei Qizhan finally noticed Song Xianyin's presence. He stopped what he was doing, looked at the person opposite him, and frowned.

She was wearing a large cotton coat, with the hat on her head and a scarf covering the lower half of her face, leaving only her bright eyes visible.

The clothes she was wearing looked familiar. Pei Qizhan lowered his eyes and said, "Who took the clothes that Wen Yitang gave me?"

Pei Qizhan released Pei Zilang and walked away with a cold face.

Song Xianyin watched Pei Qizhan brush past her and stopped him.

Pei Qizhan looked at her coldly without saying a word.

"Why aren't you wearing your new clothes anymore?" Song Xianyin's eyes crinkled as she looked at him with a hint of provocation.

Pei Qizhan quietly looked at the clothes she was wearing, and Song Xianyin laughed out loud, jumping up and down beside him a couple of times.

"How about it? I look better than you, don't I?"

She stared intently at Pei Qizhan's reaction.

Seeing that Pei Qizhan still didn't speak, she ripped the scarf off her neck and threw it in his face: "Does this look familiar? Do you even deserve to wear a scarf?"

Pei Qizhan took the scarf without any reaction. Her face was extremely rosy, and she didn't look like she did in the hospital at all. Sure enough, once she recovered, she became annoying.

The scarf was no longer recognizable as it had been; it had absorbed her scent, and a dog was sniffing it haphazardly.

Pei Qizhan ignored her sarcasm and walked right through her.

A snowball suddenly hit him on the back, but Pei Qizhan didn't even turn his head.

A short while later, Pei Zilang was taken to the hospital.

hospital.

Lin Pianyue sat outside the operating room, crying uncontrollably. Pei's father held her in his arms with heartache.

"Husband, Zilang is still so young..." Lin Pianyue's heart bled at the thought of Pei Zilang lying on the ground, barely alive.

Pei's father's eyes were also a little red. He glared fiercely at Pei Qizhan: "If anything happens to Zilang, I will never forgive you."

He knew Pei Qizhan didn't like him, but he never expected him to target Pei Zilang.

The doctor went in and out several times, his expression growing more grave each time.

When the doctor came out again, Pei's father quickly grabbed him and asked, "Doctor, how is my son?"

The doctor patted Mr. Pei's hand: "Mr. Pei, Young Master Pei is seriously injured. Don't worry, we will do our best to save his life."

Lin Pianyue almost fainted upon hearing this. She cried out, "Pei Qizhan, how could you be so cruel? Zilang loves you so much as his brother!"