Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Comeback in the Era Tales

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Hapless Eldest Sister 9

The class bell rang, and the teacher left.

Zhong Guoqiang came over angrily, glaring at Yuan Chun as if he wanted to eat her alive, ”Sis, why didn’t you cook breakfast this morning, making me late for class?”

Yuan Chun sneered, ”I told you yesterday, I won’t do any chores from now on. Whatever you do, I’ll do the same. We’re all children of the Zhong family, why should there be any hierarchy? Why do I have to do all the housework by myself? I also want to enjoy the good life of getting clothes and food served to me.”

”You... if you aren’t cooking, you should at least tell Mom ahead of time,” Zhong Guoqiang retorted angrily.

He didn’t care who cooked at home, as long as it wasn’t him. He just needed to wake up to food, couldn’t go to school hungry, and certainly couldn’t be late.

Yuan Chun raised her hand and slapped him, ”Cooking for kids is a mother’s responsibility. If Mom got up late, why are you taking it out on me? Do you think I’m easy to bully?”

Slap slap slap...

A few more slaps, ”Keep yapping and I’ll kick you. Dammit, you’ve really been spoiled, yelling at me like that. All those Mantous were really fed to wolves.”

”Hahaha... ungrateful wolf...”

A male classmate pointed at Zhong Guoqiang and laughed.

It was the first time Zhong Guoqiang got hit, and he was ridiculed by his whole class. Infuriated, he swung his fist to hit back, but Yuan Chun kicked him to the ground.

”Zhong Guoqiang, if you try to hit me again, I’ll break your leg and you’ll spend your whole life bedridden.”

The cold and fierce gaze intimidated Zhong Guoqiang.

He didn’t cause her any more trouble until school was dismissed.

At noon, Yuan Chun didn’t go home to cook. She borrowed a bowl from the school cafeteria, poured herself some hot water, and finished the leftover potatoes and pancakes from the morning.

In the afternoon, Zhong Guoqiang didn’t arrive late, but he looked terrible, a bit pale, and kept rubbing his belly while sitting at his desk.

told Yuan Chun, ”Old Bai Lian cooked late for lunch, Zhong Guoqiang left the house before her rice was even in the pot... Hahaha... all three of your younger siblings went to school hungry.”

”They don’t work, they’re lazy, serves them right to starve,”

Yuan Chun snorted.

After two classes in the afternoon, Yuan Chun asked the teacher for leave and went home with her backpack.

Mrs. Zhong was in the yard gluing matchboxes. Seeing her daughter come home early, she assumed Yuan Chun realized her mistake and wanted to go pick up trash and coal sooner.

But to her surprise, Yuan Chun put down her backpack and urged Mrs. Zhong, ”Mom, hurry up and get the money. I’m taking you to the hospital for a checkup.”

”You silly girl, why make a fuss over nothing? Mom’s just a little weak, no need to waste money going to the hospital.”

Mrs. Zhong didn’t want to go to the hospital; she knew better than anyone that she was quite healthy.

Over the years, apart from making matchboxes, she hadn’t done any work, hadn’t been overexerted or troubled. Even the weakness from childbirth had long been nursed back to health.

Yuan Chun came over, took the basket of matchboxes inside, saying, ”That’s not right. Mom, if you’re sick, you need treatment. You can’t let a small illness turn into a big one, eventually becoming a terminal illness.”

Mrs. Zhong was so angry, she almost choked.

”Are you cursing me?”

Yuan Chun looked puzzled, ”Mom, when did I curse you? I’m just being honest. Didn’t you say you were sick? Is that not true, or are you saying you’ve been lying to me all along about being sick?”

You’re sick, you’re sick...

Mrs. Zhong felt it was unlucky just hearing it.