Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1143: Call Daddy

When Zhu Yanqiu heard Ning Shu repeatedly say that he was dead and found out that she had told the child that he was dead, he became very angry. He reached out and pushed Ning Shu hard. “Zhu Suniang, I’m asking you a question! You left Mom alone back home to come to Shanghai? What if something happened to her?”

“Mom’s already dead. I sent you a lot of telegrams telling you to come back, but you wouldn’t. Mom missed you so much, but even the sending off of her spirit had to be done by Siyuan,” said Ning Shu.

“She’s dead?” Zhu Yanqiu staggered in shock. “Why didn’t you tell me!? When did she pass away?”

Ning Shu: →_→

“I kept sending you telegrams, but you refused to come back.” Ning Shu had already repeated this twice, but it was like Zhu Yanqiu couldn’t hear her.

Zhu Yanqiu yanked his hair hard and his expression was filled with pain as he cried for his mother mournfully.

Ning Shu curled her lips. If he really did care about Mother Zhu, why didn’t he come back even though she had sent so many telegrams?

Zhu Yanqiu wiped at his tears, then looked towards Ning Shu with his red eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me that you came to Shanghai?”

“I didn’t know where you were so I couldn’t find you,” replied Ning Shu lightly.

Zhu Yanqiu glanced down at Zhu Siyuan and Zhu Siyuan hastily hid behind Ning Shu.

Zhu Yanqiu felt that this child looked very familiar. He recalled the child in the hospital who had called him ugly, so his feelings towards this child became quite complicated.

“Where are you living right now?” asked Zhu Yanqiu.

Ning Shu was a bit puzzled about why Zhu Yanqiu was asking this, so she hastily said, “I live in a tube-shaped building with Siyuan. Mister, can Siyuan and I move to your place?”

Zhu Yanqiu almost jumped up. There was no way he wanted to let Zhu Suniang live with him, so he said, “You guys should stay in the tube-shaped building for the time being. My room is too small to fit you two.”

Ning Shu: The fr*ck!?

Ning Shu stared at Zhu Yanqiu without saying anything. Zhu Yanqiu avoided Ning Shu’s gaze and squat down to offer his hand to Zhu Siyuan. He said softly, “Siyuan, come over here to Dad.”

Zhu Siyuan shrank behind Ning Shu and poked out his head to eye Zhu Yanqiu warily.

When Zhu Yanqiu saw Zhu Siyuan react this way, he gave up on trying to get close to him. He got back up and said to Ning Shu, “Suniang, do you have any money on you? I sent you so many telegrams but you didn’t send me any money! Do you know how rough things have been for me lately? “

Zhu Yanqiu really was suffering quite a bit lately. He owed money to his classmates so he had to pawn all his valuables in order to finally gather enough money to pay his classmates back.

However, he still owed Fang Feifei quite a lot of money. Zhu Yanqiu could only tell Fang Feifei that he had notified his family and that the money was on its way, it was just taking a while because the current situation was too chaotic.

Zhu Yanqiu felt like he was being put on a grill every day. He didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to hide his family situation. At the same time, he couldn’t bring himself to go and work. If he started working as a waiter and encountered his classmates, he’d die from the embarrassment.

Zhu Yanqiu had created the image of being a rich young master in front of his classmates. There was no need to explain how painful it’d be to destroy the image he had worked so hard to set up. As of now, Zhu Yanqiu was just doing all he could to maintain the status quo.

Now that he saw Ning Shu, he actually felt relieved. At the very least, this solved his current predicament. He immediately asked Ning Shu for money.

“I fell ill a while ago and spent a lot on treatment, so now I owe my classmates a lot of money. Give me some money to pay my classmates back first,” said Zhu Yanqiu. It was probably because he was asking for money because his attitude towards Ning Shu seemed slightly better. He said warmly, “Once I find a bigger house, you and Siyuan should move in to live with me.”

Ning Shu’s expression didn’t change as she asked, “What classmate lent you this much money? How much did you spend on treatment?”

“Ten silver dollars,” replied Zhu Yanqiu.

Ning Shu: F*cking scram!