Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

It's not clear who's right and who's wrong in this whole thing.

From Chu Huihua's point of view, she has always been in the position of the disadvantaged. The husband of the first marriage regards her as a reproductive machine, and the husband of the second marriage is on guard against her, fearing that she will use the family money to subsidize the big family. daughter.

And don't pursue her own responsibility, because she has already tasted the bitter fruit.

Having experienced a failed marriage, the attitude of her second-married husband made Chu Huihua tread on eggshells. For her, if she made a slight mistake, she would be doomed.

Her feelings for Zhao Wanxue were complicated, because of this child, she had to marry Zhao Shan, and this led to a miserable life afterwards.

But if she really has no feelings for this child, how is that possible.

Just loving this child requires capital, but obviously, she doesn't.

She is a normal person, and like everyone else, she subconsciously chooses to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in the face of difficulties.

So she never appeared in front of Zhao Wanxue.

She is pitiful and hateful.

Because it is also true that she abandoned Zhao Wanxue.

But that's all, after all, she was never the chief culprit who caused the tragedy of Zhao Wanxue's previous life.

In other words, she is not a victim.

But from Zhao Wanxue's point of view, let's not talk about fate, let alone the causal cycle.The ignorance of her biological father, the abandonment of her biological mother, the schemes of her aunt's family, and the cruelty of her stepmother... were the main culprits that caused her miserable fate in her previous life. What did she do wrong?

She felt that she had done nothing wrong, that there was nothing wrong with it.

She had personally seen Chu Huihua's obedience to her predecessor, which magnified the hatred in her heart.

Regarding the accidental murder of his predecessor, regardless of whether his behavior was self-defense or excessive self-defense, after all, the boundary between the two is already blurred, and it doesn't matter whether Zhao Wanxue's behavior is considered cruel.

First of all, it wasn't that she begged Chu Huihua to come to her, so that her predecessor missed the opportunity to save those two children and make her career ascent.

Secondly, it's not like she made a move that caused her predecessor to go to prison, even though the scumbag designed all this to please her.But by the time the scumbag presented the court's verdict in front of her like a treasure, she had already lost the opportunity to stand on the sidelines.

In the end, no matter what, it is true that the previous life was her own brother, but we cannot force a person who has been scarred by previous life experience and reborn with hostility to be a saint with a bodhisattva heart.

It can only be said that fate tricks people.

The predecessor knew this clearly, so the request was only to be filial to Chu Huihua and Jiang Hongxian, and to stand out from the crowd.

Meng Zezhi asked the system: "Then what should Zhao Wanxue do?"

She shouldn't be reborn in the first place, and that's also true.

At this time, Zhao Wanxue should have just graduated from university, and has already developed a webcast app with the scumbag and several partners, and is preparing to establish a company.

The system replied: "The host can ignore things other than the task."

"Understood." Meng Zezhi sank.

Is it just really possible to stay out of it?

The next day, a high school started.

Chu Huihua specially asked for a day off to report to school with Meng Zezhi.

After paying the tuition and board and lodging fees, Chu Huihua led him to have lunch outside the school, and then took out 100 yuan and handed it to him: "This is your pocket money for this week, you can spend it when you need it, and use it when you need it." Use it, don't be reluctant."

"Yes." Meng Zezhi agreed.

Jiang's family lived in an urban village not far from Yigao. Jiang Hongxian and Chu Huihua were always very busy, so when they couldn't take care of their predecessors, they simply let their predecessors eat in the cafeteria and go home to sleep at night.

On the surface, Chu Huihua told Jiang Hongxian that he gave his predecessor 30 yuan in pocket money every week, but in fact this figure has never been lower than 50 yuan.

The extra part was the private money that Chu Huihua had saved with great difficulty, and she made up for all the guilt she felt towards Zhao Wanxue on her predecessor.

She works part-time in a supermarket, mainly responsible for dairy products. Although the salary is not high, less than 2000 yuan a month, it is a little easier than other jobs in the supermarket.Usually, when supermarkets hold activities, some departments will ask some temporary promoters to help, and it costs about 50 yuan a day, and these places are often digested internally.It is because of these part-time jobs that Chu Huihua has the money to subsidize his predecessor.

"Then I'm going back, you study hard."

"Ah."

As soon as Chu Huihua left, the five Wang Zhibin who were hiding behind greeted him, all gearing up, "Brother Jiang, where are we going to play?"

Meng Zezhi took the cigarette from Wang Zhibin, lit it with his hand, and took a deep breath.

The cigarettes are soft white sand for [-] yuan a pack, the price is close to the people, within the financial ability of the student party, and the taste is just that.

Meng Zezhi bit his cigarette butt: "Let's go to the Internet cafe to play games."

"it is good."

Meng Zezhi opened his mouth, and everyone naturally agreed, and the group immediately walked towards the Internet cafe in a mighty manner.

When we arrived at the place, the spacious hall was already full of people, and many people were walking back and forth in the aisle, waiting for others to get off the plane.

Wang Zhibin greeted the network administrator proficiently, "Brother Zhao, did you save us a phone?"

"Yes, I have a box for you." The middle-aged man called Brother Zhao took out five cards and handed them to Wang Zhibin.

They are regular customers of this Internet cafe and have long been familiar with the network administrator.

"Thank you Brother Zhao."

Turn on the computer according to the memory of the predecessor, and enter the account number and password.

"You guys are black, I have something to go out later."

"Okay." Wang Zhibin and others skillfully clicked on the icon of the League of Legends on the desktop.

Four times in a row, Meng Zezhi successfully dropped the rank of the account left by his predecessor from diamond to platinum.

Meng Zezhi, who never thought that he would be a gamer, was stunned, then got up and left the Internet cafe.

The middle-aged man slumped under the old tree, looking dejected, and kept saying: "30... Lao Wang used to transfer money to me, why did he just give me cash this time? ...Why did it suddenly start raining, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get into the alley..."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from his ear: "Boss, I want six cups of Shuangpi Nai."

"it is good."

Hearing this voice, the middle-aged man subconsciously turned his head to look over, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

He ran over in a hurry, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and said incoherently: "I...you...why did you tell me not to run into the alley when I went home..."

Meng Zezhi raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "Is there such a thing?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man had a lump in his throat and his eyes widened.

"A total of 24." The owner of the milk tea shop took out the double skin milk from the freezer, packed it in a bag and handed it to him.

Meng Zezhi took out the 100 yuan that Chu Huihua gave him from his bag and handed it to the boss.

"No..." The middle-aged man came back to his senses: "Yesterday, wasn't it you who struck up a conversation with me here yesterday? That's right, I remember that you have a mole on your left ear..."

"Looking for you 76."

Meng Zezhi took the money from the boss and counted it on his own, ignoring him at all.

One fifty, two ten, one five, one one, that's right.

"Little brother, little brother, I beg you to give me a straight line, that 30 is my life-saving money." The middle-aged man was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Meng Zezhi glanced at him, unfolded the money, and started counting again.

The middle-aged man looked at him, then at the money in his hand, and instantly understood.

He frantically took out the wallet from his pocket, opened it, and found that there were only a few loose bills inside, and he said hastily, "Wait, I'll be right back."

With that said, he turned around and rushed towards the bank not far away.

When he came back again, he had an extra wad of money and two cigarettes in his hand—probably bought it specially for smelling the smell of cigarettes on Meng Zezhi's body.

Meng Zezhi liked to deal with smart people.

It's really not his pretentious gesture, who said that his predecessor had such a character.The most important thing is that this body is too young, if you want to gain prestige in a short time, you have to be tough.

Why did the task released by the predecessor include the item of getting ahead? After thinking about it, he only had to be a magic stick to keep the predecessor's scumbag and school bully from collapsing.

"Taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others is the rule of our business. I hope you can understand." Meng Zezhi checked the money in his hand, and there was always 3000 yuan.

"Yes, yes, yes," the middle-aged man dared to complain. After so many years of struggling in the society, how could he not understand the truth that asking for help should have an attitude of asking for help: "It's just that I have this money on me right now, little brother Don't be disgusted."

"Enough." Meng Zezhi pocketed the money.

He didn't take the money out of his heart, after all, he had warned the middle-aged man beforehand, didn't he?

"Then what do you think about me?" The middle-aged man said anxiously.

"How old are you this year?" Meng Zezhi glanced at his face.

"42." The middle-aged man didn't understand why Meng Zezhi asked this, but he replied honestly.

"Yeah." Meng Zezhi said while pinching his fingers, "Go along the national road, and you will get out of the fourth village in the county. There is a two-story building on the hillside, where the things you lost are there."

"It's that simple?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

"Or else." Meng Zezhi warned: "Remember to bring more people over there, that person is a habitual offender."

The middle-aged man reacted: "Okay."

He didn't dare not listen to Meng Zezhi's words. He lost the money yesterday because he didn't take the other party's words to heart.

He was not afraid that Meng Zezhi was lying to him. He was in engineering, and the most important thing in his hand was connections. He had thousands of ways to make Meng Zezhi pay the price.