I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

“It’s nothing.”

“You’re still saying that it’s nothing?” Song Wanqiu’s gaze landed on the bruise at the corner of his mouth. She directly exposed him. “Look at you! Why are you injured here? Did you fight with someone? If I don’t ask you, you won’t tell me.”

She had noticed it when they were having dinner that night and wondered if he would tell her about it. However, Rong Si had just lowered his head and silently ate, not saying anything.

The kid always liked to keep things to himself. Furthermore, without Little Jiu around, he seemed to have reverted to the quiet and reserved child from before.

When his mother asked, Rong Si could only tell her what happened. He pursed his lips and coldly said, “They hit me first.”

Song Wanqiu sat down beside him and looked at him as her heart ached. “Does it hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Why did you fight?”

“They snatched my things.” Rong Si tightly gripped the pen in his hand, a cold glint flashing across his eyes.

“What is so important that you had to fight them?”

At this point, Rong Si’s eyes flickered as if he was a little embarrassed.

Song Wanqiu thought of something and said with a smile, “Let Mommy guess! Was it something Little Jiu sent?”

Rong Si felt even more embarrassed as he softly replied, “Yes.”

Two boys in his class wanted to snatch the postcard that he had kept in his book. Little Jiu had bought postcards at the village market when she was recording that show. Later on, she had given him one.

Rong Si had always treasured the postcard. He carried it with him and would take it out from time to time to take a look. He told himself that he had friends and children who liked him.

Therefore, he would never allow others to snatch it from him.

Song Wanqiu sighed and helplessly said, “Although I understand that you don’t want Little Jiu’s gift to be snatched away, don’t fight with others. If you get hurt, Mom will feel very unhappy.”

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Rong Si nodded.

“Oh, and why aren’t you sleeping tonight?” Song Wanqiu asked again.

Rong Si lowered his gaze and looked at the exercise book in front of him. With a hint of determination in his voice, he said, “I want to enter university as soon as I can. I heard they’re offering scholarships.”

Song Wanqiu was stunned. Her heart suddenly ached.

He is so young, yet he already wants to shoulder a part of this family’s burden?

“Didn’t Mommy find a job? I work as a clerk. The salary is enough for the two of us. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”

Rong Si disagreed.

It was impossible for him not to pressure himself. He had promised himself that he would let his mother live her best life and would teach Rong Cheng a lesson.

Most importantly, he wanted to marry Little Jiu.

Little Jiu’s cute smiling face appeared in his mind. Then, he heard his mother’s gentle voice. “Be good and rest early. Don’t stay up too late, alright?”

“Okay.” Rong Si obediently agreed and said, “Mom, when it’s summer break, can we visit Little Jiu?”

Song Wanqiu suddenly smiled again. “Alright, Mommy will bring you back to visit her. Otherwise, you’ll probably get love sickness.”

Although Rong Si had never heard of lovesickness, he knew what it meant literally. His ears heated up, and he quickly lowered his head to continue doing his practice questions, pretending not to have heard anything.

Song Wanqiu chuckled and ruffled his hair before leaving the room.

After she left, Rong Si raised his head and looked at the calendar in the corner of the desk. It was still the middle of March, three to four months before the summer break.

Although it was still far away, he was already looking forward to it.lovesickness