Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 26 That Yandere Novel Cannon Fodder 5

Jiang Jingzhi sat on the balcony smoking, the bluish-white smoke swirling in the air.

"Call the dean."

Adopting a child from an orphanage requires calling the director regularly, which is considered a way to protect these children.

She's been so busy with work lately that she almost forgot about it.

The maid was on the phone nearby, and it was unclear what was being said on the other end, but her expression was rather unpleasant.

"Madam, the dean has passed away due to illness."

Jiang Jingzhi stubbed out her cigarette and threw the butt into the ashtray: "Weren't you doing just fine a while ago?"

The maid nodded: "The orphanage said the director has contracted a strange illness that even the hospital can't diagnose."

By this time, it was completely dark, and the air was rather chilly.

She whispered, "They also said that the director's skin was all rotten and smelled terrible. The others were afraid of infectious diseases, so they cremated her."

Jiang Jingzhi tapped the table: "What about the funeral?"

The maid shook her head: "I don't know. Her ashes were also lost. Now that there's a new director, they don't plan to hold a funeral for her."

This is really strange.

Jiang Jingzhi responded softly, "Then let's not worry about it."

She can also waste less time.

Suddenly, a crying sound came from the doorway, startling the maid so much that she trembled.

Jiang Jingzhi shook off the smell of smoke from her clothes and walked towards Song Xianyin with a smile.

"Why isn't Ah Yin asleep yet so late?" She picked up Song Xianyin and kissed her on the cheek.

Song Xianyin cried so hard she could barely breathe: "Mom, is the director dead?"

Jiang Jingzhi gently wiped away her tears: "Yes, Ayin, she died because the director didn't like to eat."

The maid's lips twitched. As expected of their mistress, she could make any kind of joke.

Song Xianyin cried even louder: "What should I do, Mom? I don't like to eat either. Am I going to die?"

Jiang Jingzhi coaxed her, "No, Ayin is still a child. As long as you eat properly every day, you won't die."

Song Xianyin leaned on Jiang Jingzhi's shoulder, sobbing, "I'll eat properly from now on."

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Jiang Jingzhi smiled and said, "That's right."

Song Xianyin looked at her with red eyes: "Mom, why are you smiling?"

Although she was young, she was still able to sense that Jiang Jingzhi was laughing at her.

Jiang Jingzhi said with a straight face, "That was a bitter smile on Mom's face."

"Ok."

Knowing that Shen Qibai was unaware of this news, Song Xianyin decided to go and tell him the bad news.

She will comfort her brother.

Shen Keyun often told her that the dean was like their mother, and that they must have a very good relationship.

Song Xianyin knocked for a short while before the door opened.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qibai asked, his eyes showing some impatience.

I hate these annoying little brats the most.

Looking at his face, Song Xianyin couldn't help but feel sad for Shen Qibai as she thought about what she was going to say later.

She didn't want to upset her brother.

Seeing Song Xianyin silently weeping with her head down, Shen Qibai's forehead veins bulged.

I wonder how long it will take to coax them.

He suppressed his anger and squatted down: "Ayin, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

As soon as Song Xianyin opened her mouth, tears immediately fell: "Brother, the dean... the dean is dead, don't be sad."

Shen Qibai looked at her quietly, without any surprise on his face.

Song Xianyin was crying uncontrollably, muttering something under her breath.

She usually speaks incoherently, and with her crying, he couldn't understand a word she said.

Shen Qibai's feelings were a bit complicated: "Why are you crying? You only met her once."

Song Xianyin nestled in Shen Qibai's arms, her eyes slightly red and swollen: "Brother, don't be sad, I'll stay with you."

She was very sad when her grandmother passed away, and she didn't want her brother to be so sad too.

Shen Qibai was silent for a while, then looked at her and asked, "You...you're crying so hard because of me?"

Song Xianyin nodded, wiped away her tears, and then kissed Shen Qibai on the cheek.

"Brother, it's okay. The headmaster will turn into a star and watch over you from the sky," she comforted him, mimicking her mother's words.

Shen Qibai chuckled. If that's really the case, then that would be best.

He wanted her to see how he killed her son.

He stared at the pitiful Song Xianyin in front of him, and a wicked thought suddenly came to his mind.

Do you know how she died?

Song Xianyin shook her head.

“Her body was covered in pustules. After those pustules festered, the bluish-white pus mixed with blood. As time went by, the wounds became deeper and deeper, and slowly turned blackish-purple. After the rotting flesh was eaten up by maggots, she died.”

Shen Qibai lowered his eyes and stared intently at Song Xianyin's reaction.

Song Xianyin scratched the back of her head and smiled at Shen Qibai: "Yay!"

Shen Qibai: ...

He frowned as he looked at her: "Did you understand?"

Song Xianyin shook her head, looking completely bewildered: "I didn't understand, brother."

Shen Qibai was speechless. Forget it, why bother talking to an illiterate woman who doesn't even know a few words?

"Okay, you can go back."

Song Xianyin pouted: "But I don't want to go back. I want to sleep with my brother."

"Didn't your teachers teach you that girls can't sleep with boys?"

"My brother isn't a boy, he's a brother."

Shen Qibai had a headache. Why was he, a primary school student, talking to kindergarteners about these things? Their intelligence levels were not even comparable.

"Go back to sleep, I'm sleepy." He looked down at her.

Song Xianyin tugged at his sleeve, but Shen Qibai shook her off.

"Humph!"

Song Xianyin stomped her foot and ran back to her room.

My brother is so biased.

Song Xianyin lay on the bed, thinking about what Shen Qibai had just said. She had forgotten ninety percent of it, except for one thing: purple.

Purple... She suddenly felt a craving for grapes.

As Song Xianyin grows up, she has more and more to learn.

She used to be the one in her family who disliked going to school the most, but now she can't wait to go to school every day.

"How did you get it wrong again? Keep calculating, follow the steps one by one." A stern voice came from the study.

The faint sound of Song Xianyin crying could still be heard from inside.

"Why are you crying? If you like crying so much, give me a few more questions."

Shen Keyun looked at the closed study with some worry: "Brother, is sister alright?"

She used to think her sister was very happy, but now she suddenly feels a little scared.

Later, her sister had a piano lesson, and in the afternoon, she had a horse riding lesson. Just thinking about all this made Shen Keyun feel exhausted for Song Xianyin.

The heir of the Song family cannot have an easy life forever.