The Cannon Fodder Wish of a Time Travel Chronicle

"Mom, I'm not a child. I really don't know what you have to worry about," Sun Zepeng said as he changed into slippers. "By the way, where's my dad? Is he asleep already?"

"You should learn from my dad and stop worrying about unnecessary things. I'm already a few years old, so what if I come back late? Are you afraid that I'll be kidnapped by human traffickers?"

"You annoying thing, why is it so annoying to talk to you?" Sun's mother glanced at her son in dissatisfaction, "Alright, alright, I won't bother to care about you anymore, no matter if you come back in the middle of the night or if you go out and have fun and don't even know when to go back to sleep."

"Ah!" Then Sun's mother sighed, "I'm not used to not having Xiaoye at home. Before, Xiaoye was at home. If you came home late, Xiaoye would be waiting for you. Why would I have to sit in the living room waiting for you to come back and not even get a good word from you?"

"So that's why! You bastard, you are here to collect debts. Your father and I don't know in which life we ​​owed you, so we gave birth to a debt collector like you." As soon as she finished speaking, Sun's mother got up and walked towards the room. She was too lazy to talk nonsense to her son anymore, otherwise she was afraid that she would be pissed off by her son again.

After his mother went back to her room, Sun Zepeng sat down on a chair dejectedly, then covered his face with his hands and rubbed them.

Yes! He really couldn't get used to this house without Ning Ye. It was as if Ning Ye had moved out and taken his energy and spirit with him. Otherwise, why would he seem to have no energy for anything?

When Sun's mother returned to the room, Sun's father was half lying on the bed reading a book: "That brat is back."

Not only was Sun's mother worried and unable to sleep because her son came back so late, but his father was the same.

"Yeah!" Sun's mother came to lie on the bed, "That brat is here to collect debts. I was worried about him and waited outside for him to come home, but he is fine and blames me for worrying about nothing."

As she spoke, Sun's mother looked at Sun's father and said, "Okay, put the book down and go to sleep! You are just a rough man, but you are pretending to be a cultured person by holding a book."

"You are such a fool. You know your physical condition well, but why don't you go to bed early? Why are you still worrying about it? Your son was just outside and told me that he wanted to study with you."

"You old woman, you always find fault with me," Father Sun put down the book in his hand, "Who says that rough people can't read books? I just suddenly want to read a book, right?"

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, okay?" Sun's mother said impatiently, "Turn off the lights quickly, I'm almost dying of sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sun's mother closed her eyes immediately.

Mr. Sun showed a very dissatisfied look to Mrs. Sun, but he turned off the lights in the end and did not argue with his wife.

The next morning, after Sun's father and Sun Zepeng went out to work, Sun's mother came downstairs again to chat with others.

"Haitang, I heard that your son's child engagement is no longer valid, and your Xiaoye has moved out. Is this true?" The person who spoke was Lin Huifang, who was about the same age as Sun's mother.

And Haitang is the name of Sun’s mother.

"Of course it's true, how could it be false?" Sun's mother said with a gloomy expression, "You don't know how uncomfortable I am since my little Ye moved out. Before this, when her children were at home, I never had to worry about anything in the house."