Rescue the hero who was imprisoned by the cannon fodder sister

Yun Zhi followed Pei Shi's gaze and saw that on the balcony, she had packed up her junior high and high school textbooks two days ago and piled them up, intending to sell them as scrap.

"I'm still thinking."

Pei Shi walked to the balcony, carrying a bundle of books in one hand and placed them on the coffee table, "You only have one year left before the college entrance examination."

Yun Zhi understood that his implication was that he wanted her to continue studying, so she said indifferently, "You can study anytime. I can also take a year off and consider it again after Xiao Qi's situation is settled."

Having said that, Yun Zhi actually knew very well that if she dropped out of school now, it would be difficult for her to pick up her textbooks again in the future.

Pei Shi did not persuade her, but helped her make a decision directly: "Go back to class after the summer vacation, not to discuss it."

After saying that, he didn't stay any longer and just opened the door and went out.

Although they grew up together, Yun Zhi knew that Pei Shi always had his own ideas. For example, when he said he had a way to solve Xiao Qi's medical expenses, she believed him unconditionally.

But when it comes to studying, Yun Zhi also sticks to her own ideas. She never has to rely on anyone to live.

Pei Shi's life was even harder than hers, and she couldn't hold Xiao Qi back any longer.

Yun Zhi looked at the books on the coffee table for a long time, and then moved the two bundles of books back to the balcony.

*

After being rejected by Pei Shi repeatedly, Zhou Niantang could no longer think of how she could improve his favor. She also had a vague feeling that her recent actions seemed to make Pei Shi hate her more and more.

She felt that she could no longer act rashly, and after a few days of careful consideration, she came up with a plan B.

If I can't change Pei Shi's hatred towards the Zhou family before he leaves the Zhou family, I will act according to this plan.

Now that we have a backup plan, we need to act.

She sorted out all the New Year's money she had received since she was a child and found that it was a considerable amount.

She had two cards and she found a special time to go to the bank and transfer the money to one of them.

After finishing my business and walking out of the bank, a pair of big hands grabbed the back of my neck.

Zhou Niantang shrank his neck reflexively, then reached behind to pry the man's hand away: "Ji Shenshen, if you don't let go, I'll tell my sister."

Sure enough, the hand loosened immediately.

Ji Shen took a sip of milk tea with an unhappy look on his face: "What the hell, it's so damn hard to drink."

He was about to throw the milk tea he had just taken a sip of into the trash can, but Zhou Niantang stopped him: "Don't, it's such a waste to throw it away like this, I'll drink it." She happened to be very thirsty.

"You must be joking, Zhou Niantang." Ji Shen corrected her: "You are sixteen, I am seventeen, we are no longer at the age where we can lick a popsicle when we were kids, you know that?"

As he spoke, he removed her hand that was blocking his way and threw the milk tea into the trash can.

Zhou Niantang blinked: "I definitely won't use your straw, I'll just drink from the cup."

Ji Shen: "That won't work either!" He really wanted to cut open her head to see what her brain circuits were like.

Also, she treats her sister as an idol every day. Didn’t Zhou Yunqi teach her that she should keep a distance from boys when she gets older?

Ji Shen thought about it, as expected, that woman did not really regard Zhou Niantang, the little fool, as her real sister.

In his mind, he began to imagine the scenario in which Zhou Yunqi wanted to make Zhou Niantang useless and monopolize the Zhou family's property.

Zhou Niantang kicked his foot and said, "Then buy me some milk tea, Ji Shenshen. I'm dying of thirst."

"Buy it yourself. Don't you have a lot of pocket money?"

Since Zhou Niantang wanted to make a plan B, she had to start saving money, so she felt that since she was getting some benefits, she shouldn't even think about spending a penny.

"Just buy it for me. I'm really thirsty."

Ji Shen thought that she had just come out of the bank and looked at her suspiciously: "Have you been scammed?"

Zhou Niantang: . . .

In the end, Ji Shen generously bought her a cup, and Zhou Niantang added a lot of toppings as if to take revenge.

When she got the milk tea she had filled with ingredients, Ji Shen laughed at her: "Did you turn the milk tea into eight-treasure porridge?"

Zhou Niantang took a sip and felt that he was finally alive. He also found that the milk tea he got at a discount tasted better than the one he bought himself.

"What do you care about me?" He said and took another big sip.

"By the way, what are you doing here?" Zhou Niantang then remembered to ask Ji Shen. In order to avoid meeting acquaintances, she specially found a bank far away from the villa area.

Ji Shen said while playing with his phone: "I just came out of the Internet cafe and ran into you."

"Oh." Zhou Niantang couldn't understand these boys. They had computers at home, but they insisted on going to the Internet cafe to play games.

"Aze said you asked him to adjust some surveillance for you a few days ago. What do you want to do?"

Zhou Niantang cursed Luo Ze in his heart for being such a big mouth and telling Ji Shen everything.

"Nothing, I just lost something in the study, so I checked where the surveillance camera was placed."

Ji Shen: "Oh, I thought you finally got smart and wanted to fight with your sister for the family property."

Zhou Niantang: ... I don't want to explain anymore. Ji Shen has always been afraid of Zhou Yunqi and has a prejudice against her. No matter how she explains, he won't listen.

They walked along the road. There were many kapok trees planted on both sides of the road in this urban area. In the summer, the tall trunks blocked most of the sunlight, making it a lot cooler.

Zhou Niantang was walking and drinking the milk tea in her hand. She looked at the streets beside her and suddenly remembered that it seemed that she met Pei Shi here last time.

Until now, she still didn't know why Pei Shi went to the narrow alley.

Just as she was thinking about it, Ji Shen next to her was also walking while looking down at his phone, and neither of them was paying attention to the intersection ahead.

So when that figure rushed out, Zhou Niantang didn't react fast enough and leaned towards Ji Shen.

When she stood firm, she found that Ji Shen's face was as black as coal, because she had half a cup of milk tea left and most of it spilled on his white T-shirt.

Zhou Niantang took out a tissue from her bag to wipe him, and then she saw a middle-aged woman rushing out.

"Have you seen a child this tall running over there?" The aunt compared her height and it seemed that he was a little shorter than Ji Shen.

Ji Shen: "Is there a child this tall?"

Seeing that the old lady was in a hurry, Zhou Niantang nudged Ji Shen with his elbow and pointed to the direction the man had just run to: "He ran over there."

After hearing this, the aunt didn't say thank you or anything, and hurriedly ran in the direction Zhou Niantang pointed.

Ji Shen pointed at the stains on his body and said, "This is the first day I wear this piece of clothing."

"Okay, stop being stingy. It's not like I can't wash it." Zhou Niantang muttered. Seeing that there were only a few sips of milk tea left in his hand, he simply drank it all in one breath and threw the cup into the trash can next to him.

"Let's go." She called Ji Shen, who was still looking at his dirty clothes with disgust.

Unexpectedly, the two of them had only walked a few steps when they heard another noise behind them. Before Zhou Niantang turned around to look, Ji Shen pulled him aside.

"Xiao Qi, don't run, don't run. Auntie can't catch up with you." The old lady was still running and shouting about ten meters behind.

A boy who was nearly 1.7 meters tall just ran to Zhou Niantang's side and was grabbed tightly by Ji Shen.