The Cannon Fodder in Quick Transmigration Refuses the Usual Path

Chapter 515: The Mother of the Child of Destiny, Cannon Fodder 29

"Yi'er, do you know how the Fu Family finally got through their crisis?"

"Ah, it can't be..."

Not knowing what he was imagining, Xiao Yi's expression stiffened slightly. After a moment he stammered.

An Ning nodded lightly, casually peeling the shell off the fruit in her hand:

"Yes, it's exactly what you think. The Fu Family Head had his young son and daughter staying at the residence of an elder from the Xuanming Sect back then, with most of the Fu family's assets attached as dowry."

"The younger son died suddenly in the second year after being sent into that household."

In other words, after all the twists and turns, everything had returned to square one. It was even worse than before.

After all, Nangong Ding didn't care about these small families, but that didn't mean the people under him didn't.

Selling daughters, whether adopted or biological, once one happened there would be more, right?

A small family with no backing was like a piece of meat everyone eyed greedily.After hearing this, Xiao Yi had no words.

But to say he felt guilt or shame was impossible. The troubles back then were not caused by Mother from the start.

Instead, his mother had been the one forced into it all along.

If they had lost the money earlier, later events might not have happened. Then again, maybe not...

Thinking of his years wandering about, Xiao Yi thought:

After all, weakness itself was the original sin.

He accepted the jade hairpin. As for that gushy, pitiful letter, the red-robed youth in front of him didn't even glance at it, tossing it aside.

His surname was Xiao, not Fu; didn't that say a lot?

Moreover, over all those years, Mother only left one slightly old hairpin at "home." That claim of treating her like a biological daughter seemed overly hollow...

At the same time, in the Fu residence in South City

If anyone regretted things most now, it was unquestionably the Fu Family Head sitting there.

Having received no response for a long time, the letters they sent had sunk like stones. He knew this relationship was likely out of the Fu family's reach now...

But even so, how could he accept it!

Sitting in the seat symbolizing the family head, the Fu Family Head's eyes were dark and unfathomable, especially when he glanced at his silent, bitter-faced wife beside him. That vague, unsayable feeling transformed into an overwhelming fury:

"Look at what you've done! Isn't the Fu Family in this state because of you? Who are you putting that face on for every day?"

Although he knew, since the ten-year-old son's death was reported, that she had been like this, the Fu Family Head couldn't help venting his deep anger:

"Hah, you've spent these years blaming heaven and earth, blaming me for giving our children away, but you should ask yourself what right you have to resent!

If not for you, how would Qingyu have grown distant from the family step by step? If you had listened to me and let Qingyu marry Yuan'er and remain in the Fu Family, we'd be prosperous by now. Who would be kneeling at others' feet every day?"

"Weren't you the one who spoiled those two brats? How else could such a calamity have been caused?"

So they completely missed the chance for the Fu family to rise.

Thinking of that young master's talent, the immortal-grade sword, and the mysterious Miss Shen, the Fu Family Head's anger flared even more.

His usually gentle face grew especially terrifying in that moment.

Just thinking—if Qingyu were still here, all of this would have been resources for the Fu Family...

Then they wouldn't merely be the top family; they might even stand above sects.

Ever since the news of those two reached him, the Fu Family Head had been gnawed like insects at his heart.

He had thought of going to them before, even hearing of Miss Shen's appearance had once naïvely made him imagine that she might be Qingyu herself.

Unfortunately, reality shattered that fantasy quickly.

He knew Qingyu's character too well; seeing that she used ruthless methods, Qingyu herself could not be the one doing such things.

When the news came, his regret only deepened, and he immediately abandoned the idea of showing up.

Of course, if she wasn't Qingyu, then the Fu Family had neither debt nor leverage with her, and they wouldn't be able to handle things.

More importantly, with her temperament, don't even speak of cozying up or pulling strings—she might just stab them with a sword.

Sure enough, their discreet probe drew no response.

Sigh, that Miss Shen—unlike her sister—has a hard heart!

But the more he failed, the more unwilling the Fu Family Head felt. They were so close to taking off...

Watching the middle-aged man daydream, Madam Fu's expression remained deathly pale, yet she couldn't help but sneer inwardly:

Blame her? Ridiculous. Didn't he nod in agreement when she drugged the girl and sent her away in the first place?

Besides, unlike the perpetually remorseful Fu Family Head, Madam Fu still didn't think she'd done anything wrong.

Who could have predicted what would come later?

Who would have guessed that an orphan nearly sold away would later come with such a powerful sister?

Yes, that girl had great talent, but so what? Foundation Establishment peak was already the highest.

No matter how good the talent, a single person's strength—however great—could it withstand five, ten, even a hundred?

How many such as the Xuanming Sect exist in the world?

Moreover, even if she didn't return, wouldn't that girl still have to serve the Fu Family loyally? Wasn't marrying into another family more profitable? Besides, Yuan'er would eventually become the family head.

Sending her away seemed perfectly reasonable to her.

Though they said it was Yue'er and the others who carelessly caused trouble, once the Fu Family was targeted, having no backing would only lead to endless incidents.

Blame her? Hah, didn't the old man nod at the time?

As for the girl's own wishes?

Ridiculous. Raised by the Fu Family since childhood, fed by them, using their resources—wasn't it only right she give back to the family?

At this moment Madam Fu never considered that since Qingyu's early teens, before she had even reached Foundation Establishment, she had scraped by outside, and the spiritual medicines she earned—apart from a small portion kept—mostly flowed into the Fu Family's coffers.

After Foundation Establishment at nineteen it was even more so.

Given how little resource had been used on the adopted daughter, over the years everything accumulated more than covered it.

But even knowing this, she didn't care.

That girl's cultivation and everything she had came from the Fu Family. What were these meager returns?

Ungrateful wretch!

Thinking of the younger son who had been implicated to death and the daughter now suffering, Madam Fu's hatred grew. Especially seeing the old man mutter on, a flash of red light quickly passed across Madam Fu's eyes...

Not inclined to bother with others' rights and wrongs, An Ning spent her time refining pills, wandering out occasionally, living freely. In half a year, Xiao Yi had successfully broken through to late Foundation Establishment.

However, one day after going out to play with a friend she had recently met, upon returning An Ning suddenly noticed that A-Yi's expression seemed off.

Especially because he immediately began flipping through the previous array formation materials...

Could this... be early?

Recalling her past life, An Ning's brow twitched violently.