Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 322 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 17

Song Qin and Song Xianyin ignored each other, and the atmosphere during the meal was unusually tense. Even Fu Ci glanced at them a few times.

This is quite rare; the mother and daughter usually argue, and I've never seen them give each other the silent treatment.

Song Qin didn't dare tell Lao Fu about this, fearing that he would abandon Song Xianyin, as he was already very dissatisfied with Song Xianyin's surname.

She cried secretly every night, and Lao Fu heard it, but he couldn't be bothered to care.

What else can a woman cry about? It's always something trivial. Men, on the other hand, only cry about matters of national importance.

Her voice was like a fly buzzing. Old Fu frowned. He didn't want to ask her, because if he did, she would get excited again, but if he didn't ask, she would keep disturbing his sleep.

"What's wrong? You've been crying here late at night for the past few days," Old Fu said in a deep voice.

He thought he had seen a ghost.

Song Qin cried and wiped away her tears: "That master said our family's second son has a bad fate, and we'll have a hard time in the future."

Old Fu rolled over impatiently: "Isn't this normal? Why waste money hiring a fortune teller? Look at her, does she look like someone who can achieve great things?"

He grumbled on and on, "Who takes their mother's surname? Look at all the kids, they all take their father's surname. This is bad luck, isn't it?"

Men have more yang energy and women have more yin energy. Taking a man's surname can suppress a woman's yin energy.

Song Qin got angry as soon as she brought this up, and her voice rose a little: "Then why didn't you let her take your surname back then, and now you're blaming me?"

And his mother, saying that girls don't deserve to take his surname, isn't it all because of their family that she forced him to do this? Now she's blaming him.

Old Fu lowered his voice and cursed, "Who told you to be unable to have any more children after having only one boy? I'm being lenient by not divorcing you. Every family starts with two boys, but you're different; you have three children, two of whom are girls."

The Fu family now only has one son, and their yang energy is insufficient.

Song Qin's lips trembled. It was always like this. Every time, he would make her sound worthless. Couldn't he see what she had done for this family?

The next day, Song Xianyin stayed in bed and refused to go to school.

When Song Qin touched her forehead, she almost fainted. What a coincidence, she just happened to have a fever right now.

Her eyes reddened with anxiety. Could it be that the second child really was as that liar had said?

Fu Zhiyi noticed Song Qin's unusual mood and comforted her, "Mother, it's just a fever. You'll be fine after taking the medicine."

They often get fevers, but this time Mother looked so scared.

There was medicine at home, so Fu Zhiyi poured a glass of warm water and fed Song Xianyin the medicine.

Song Xianyin took the medicine, but she was still listless and couldn't even eat. She looked much weaker than before.

Song Qin was heartbroken and tears streamed down her face. She scolded, "Didn't you used to be able to run around everywhere after taking the medicine? What happened this time?"

The fever still hadn't subsided, so Song Qin took her to get another injection. But even after several days of injections, Song Xianyin still had no energy. She watched as Song Xianyin huddled weakly in the blankets, and soon she started crying again.

Old Fu was also very annoyed: "That's how kids are, it's not good to care too much."

"You should put more chili in this dish; it tastes bland at all."

Song Qin had completely lost interest in Lao Fu. With her eyes red and swollen, she pricked her index finger with a needle, and blood quickly seeped out. Song Qin wiped the blood on Song Xianyin's forehead.

Fu Zhiyi watched this scene, her lips moved. She wanted to tell her mother that it was useless and superstition, but she was afraid her mother would scold her.

Song Qin was a very thin woman, and her fingers were dry and soon stopped bleeding.

She bit her other finger, trembling as she wiped the blood on Song Xianyin's forehead, muttering repeatedly, "Lost ghost, get off Lao Er quickly, leave quickly, if you stay any longer I'll have someone arrest you..."

Old Fu frowned as he went in and out, finally sighing as he left.

She's too narrow-minded. As soon as her second child got sick, she neglected her family. There are so many people in the family, and so much work to be done. Doesn't she care about any of that?

Song Qin hurriedly ran out to ask others, then took an iron basin and lit some paper money in the room, filling the room with smoke.

She stood at the door, calling out repeatedly, "Song Xianyin, come back quickly! Your mother is waiting for you at home. Your father and eldest brother are all waiting for you at home..."

This happened several times, and Fu Zhiyi became somewhat frightened watching it.

Although her family is quite superstitious, this was the first time they had ever organized such a large-scale event.

Song Xianyin opened her eyes groggily, looking at the room filled with smoke, and felt as if she were already dead.

Is this the underworld or the heavenly court? Why is the whole room filled with fog?

Fu Zhiyi secretly opened the window a little, and the smoke finally subsided a bit.

Fu Ci saw this scene as soon as he returned. He put down his schoolbag, frowned, and opened the door to the room.

"Even if she didn't burn to death, she would have choked to death."

Song Qin watched as Fu Ci took the iron basin out and immediately became anxious: "Are you crazy? I'm still calling her soul back. If you do this, her soul won't come back."

Fu Ci thought his mother was the one who was crazy.

"I'll take her to the hospital."

Song Qin was furious: "Hospitals are all rip-offs. Look, she's been getting injections for days and she's still not better."

Fu Ci pulled Song Xianyin out of bed.

Song Xianyin opened her eyes with a bewildered look: ?

What happened now?

"Put it on yourself." Fu Ci stuffed the coat into her arms.

Song Qin helped Song Xianyin get dressed, then touched her forehead: "Boss, what are you doing? Everyone's asleep."

"I took her to the county hospital."

The medicine given by the village clinic was also ineffective.

"Going to the county, how much will that cost?" Song Qin's voice immediately became sharp.

"It's alright, it's alright. You don't need to go to the county hospital for a fever, it's not like you're having surgery."

Fu Ci bent down, and Fu Zhiyi quickly helped Song Xianyin up: "Mother, please let my eldest brother take her to the county."

"It must be the medicine prescribed by that small clinic that's the problem. Don't you remember? Last time they even said you had a tumor."

I cried for days, but when I went to the county, nothing happened.

Song Qin said with a bitter face, "Going to the county will cost a lot of money."

We just paid their tuition. Where would we get so much money? They all have fevers. Would going to the county hospital be more effective?

The county hospital makes people get IV drips all the time, and it's very expensive.

Fu Ci felt the weight on his back, bounced slightly, and calmly said, "Mother, you stay home and take care of things."

Song Qin struggled and said, "Do we really have to go to the county? It's so late. Otherwise, I'll take your sister to the next village tomorrow to find an old woman to take a look. Maybe a ghost is possessing her."

"No way!" Song Xianyin retorted groggily.

The devil didn't possess her.

“Even if the old woman has a fever, she still needs to go to the hospital to get medicine. Going to find her is not as good as going directly to the hospital.” Fu Ci carried Song Xianyin out.