Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 2924: Don’t Blame Me if You Start Crying

Ning Shu flexed her wrists. “Alright, don’t blame me if you start crying.”

She grabbed Yi Xiaodong’s hand and charged toward Mu Yeyao.

Mu Yeyao sneered coldly. A cruel gleam flashed in his eyes as he clenched his fists, ready for action.

Ning Shu let go of Yi Xiaodong’s hand, placed her hands on his arm, and leaped into the air, delivering a powerful kick toward Mu Yeyao.

Mu Yeyao blocked with his arm, but the force of the kick knocked him to the ground. His arm was numb from the impact.

His face darkened. He had always been very confident in his fighting abilities.

He never expected to be beaten by a worthless woman like this…

Ning Shu didn’t waste time. She grabbed Yi Xiaodong and ran.

They fled from the school, heading straight home.

The entrustor, Yi Xiaotong, lived with her brother in the slums, right beside a garbage dump.

Their house was in terrible condition, with missing tiles on the roof.

It was hard to imagine such a place existed in a city full of immense wealth.

However, where there were rich people, there were poor people.

Ning Shu pulled Yi Xiaodong into the house. It was messy inside, filled with lots of trash, the kind that could be sold for money.

Yi Xiaodong and his sister squeezed together every night onto one shared bed.

Their situation was worse than Ning Shu had imagined.

“Waaah, Big Sis…” Yi Xiaodong sat on the floor and started crying, tears and snot running down his face.

Ning Shu crouched down and gently patted his back. “Don’t be scared. Big Sis will protect you.”

“Big Sis will even hold a huge art exhibition for you.”

Ning Shu found some scrap paper and wiped the tears and snot from Yi Xiaodong’s face.

“Really?” Yi Xiaodong asked, looking at Ning Shu. She nodded. “Of course. So, as long as I’m here, there’s no need to be afraid.”

Ning Shu decided to make some food. Outside, there was an open-air kitchen made of bricks with a wok on top.

She found some rice in the house and some leafy vegetables that were about to spoil.

She boiled the rice and vegetables together, adding a little oil and salt. The resulting taste was acceptable.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

She gave Yi Xiaodong the thicker portion, while she ate the watery part.

Yi Xiaodong’s mental development was like that of a five or six-year-old. His thoughts were childlike.

He had no real sense of life or the world.

But the bullying and violence in school were enough to leave psychological scars and affect him deeply.

Leaving that elite school was for the best. It was never a place for people like Yi Xiaotong and Yi Xiaodong anyway.

Their social classes were too different.

And after what she had done, there was no way Ou Haoxuan, Min Haochu, and Mu Yeyao would just let her off.

Yi Xiaodong, still traumatized, developed a high fever at night.

Ning Shu was sitting by his side, cultivating, when she heard his groaning. She touched his face and found that it was burning hot.

He began to mutter deliriously, constantly calling out ‘Big Sis, Big Sis…’

Ning Shu hastily took out the medicine she had exchanged for earlier. Thankfully, she had the foresight to have it on hand.

She crushed the medicine and mixed it with water, feeding it to Yi Xiaodong.

Then, she found a piece of ginger and rubbed it on Yi Xiaodong’s pressure points.

Yi Xiaodong had been scared out of his mind. Ning Shu comforted him as best she could.

Despite his height being greater than hers, Yi Xiaodong was just a child.

Translator: Kaho