Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

The bad thing is that he has so much to learn these past few years that he is often so tired that he hides away and cries in secret.

Looking at Song Yuzhi, Zhou Luo's eyes were filled with envy.

He was once jealous; he was very jealous of Song Yuzhi's good background, how much his parents loved him, and how much money they gave him.

But Song Yuzhi actually used this money to buy some flashy but impractical things, just to give to Jin Chaozheng, who ignored him.

This is such a waste! If he could easily come up with so much money, he would definitely save it and use it to buy a car and a house. It would be even better if he could sponsor a few children.

Despite his jealousy, these were things that Song Yu knew were his own; he could spend them however he wanted.

Zhou Luo still has to face his difficult life, after all, he's an orphan.

As her eyes grew increasingly melancholy, Song Yuzhi seemed to see a reflection of her former self, who was extremely insecure.

He pursed his lips and said, "Perhaps you still have relatives?"

Zhou Luo shook his head: "There shouldn't be. If there were, they wouldn't have been able to find me all these years."

He longed for family affection and often thought at night that if Zhou Luo had family, he would be very well-behaved and make his family like him.

Unfortunately, luck probably wouldn't be on his side; Zhou Luo knew he was pretty unlucky.

Song Yuzhi looked at his face and said:

“I once met someone who looked a lot like you. I heard that their family lost a child nineteen years ago.”

"Well, I saw him at a banquet, but I didn't speak to him. You look a lot like that family's son."

This was actually something the original owner had seen before; he had seen the Zhou family at a banquet once.

His father was in the seafood business and had almost no contact with the Zhou family, so they never really spoke to each other.

The Zhou family was well-off; Zhou Luo's older brothers and sisters exuded the aura of elites from wealthy families, and the original owner of this body didn't dare to talk to them back then.

However, Mr. Song has always been a straightforward person. It was precisely because of his thick skin that he found several business partners at that banquet, which helped his family's business grow even bigger.

The person Song Yuzhi mentioned who looked very much like Zhou Luo was none other than the Zhou brothers.

There was a hint of anticipation in Zhou Luo's eyes:

"Are you telling the truth?"

The next moment, he slumped down again: "Could it just be that we look a bit alike? Maybe the child they lost isn't me."

Song Yu knew that people like him must meet wealthy people, and Zhou Luo dared not imagine that he could be lucky enough to become a truly wealthy person.

Many people probably fantasize about being the young master of a wealthy family who has been separated from his family. Zhou Luo is no exception, but that's just something to dream about. How could it possibly happen in reality?

Song Yuzhi shook her head: "It's not just a little bit, it's very similar, and they seem to have found some clues. If it really is you, Xiao Luo, then you are the young master of the Zhou family."

Zhou Luo's eyes widened: "Zhou, the Zhou family?"

When he was found by the people at the orphanage, the director named him Zhou Luo because he said his name was Zhou Zhou.

If I really am a member of the Zhou family, then is the Zhou family... the mysterious and wealthy Zhou family he imagined?

He had heard from some top celebrities that the Zhou family runs an international brand and rarely hires spokespeople in China, and very few celebrities can appear in front of the Zhou family.

If he were really a member of the Zhou family, Zhou Luo immediately shook his head; he dared not even think about it.

Song Yuzhi was just giving him a heads-up. After picking the wild vegetables, he took the firewood he had just gathered and went back with Zhou Luo.

At the campsite, Mo Yutong and Zhuang Xiao had already gathered some firewood, which, together with what Song Yuzhi had collected, was basically enough.

"Xiao Luo, go and treat your hand injury first," Song Yuzhi said.

Zhou Luo nodded and went to the director's tent.

As soon as he walked in, a young man wearing a white shirt and a mask immediately looked at him.

Zhou Luo pretended not to see and stated his purpose directly.

The young man in the white shirt said, "Are you injured? Come over here, I'll help you take care of it."

The doctor nodded: "Yes, he is the new accompanying doctor."

Zhou Luo glanced at the young man with a puzzled look, noticing his similar features.

My heart was pounding, and I kept replaying what Song Yuzhi had just said in my mind.

"Come and sit down."

The young man's voice was deep and gentle, like he was coaxing a child, and Zhou Luo's eyes welled up with tears.

He then cursed himself for being delusional, for having wild thoughts, and for indulging in unrealistic fantasies.

As he was thinking, he obediently reached out his hand, and the young man used a cotton swab to moisten his wound.

"The wound needs to be cleaned, and it will hurt a little."

Zhou Luo nodded: "No, it's okay, I can bear it."

The young man paused for a moment, then used a cotton swab to collect some of the seeping blood.

Zhou Luo stared at the blood-stained cotton swab, then felt a wave of disorientation wash over him.

The other blisters on my palm were popped and medicine was applied.

When Zhou Luo came out, the image of the young man in the tent was still in his mind. Could that be his relative?

With 250's reminder, Akahoshi also learned about Zhou Luo's situation, but this was not something he needed to worry about.

The group cooked, and Chi Xing made dishes that Song Yuzhi liked. They also made a pot of chicken soup with wild vegetables, which tasted very delicious.

Ou Shuo and Chu Fei are also good cooks. Since they were in the wild, one of them made stone-grilled meat, and the other made roast chicken and beggar's chicken.

Surrounded by green hills and clear waters, the group enjoyed the tranquility and savored a delicious meal.

This time, Zhou Luo kept a distance from Jin Chaozheng and, using his love for wild vegetables as an excuse, took the initiative to sit next to Song Yuzhi and talk to him.

Chi Xing doesn't stop Song Yuzhi from making friends. As long as Zhou Luo doesn't hurt Song Yuzhi, they can chat as they please.

However, the gaze from afar was too obvious for Akahoshi to ignore.

250: [That's Zhou Ming, Zhou Luo's third brother.]

The Zhou family is a large clan. Zhou Luo's father is the head of the family. Besides his wife, he also kept two other women, and they had a total of six children, with Zhou Luo being the youngest.

In wealthy families, there will be struggles among the heads of the family, but there will also be times of unity.

For example, in the Zhou family, Zhou's father's brothers coveted their position as family head. No matter how Zhou Ming and his siblings fought, their first priority was always to unite against a common enemy.

To outsiders, the siblings appeared to be loving and close-knit. However, under their father's guidance, they implicitly accepted that the eldest brother would become the future head of the family, while the others would receive their due share of the assets.

[Back then, Zhou Luo's mother was murdered by the second branch of the Zhou family, which led to Zhou Luo's disappearance. The Zhou family still harbored resentment towards the second branch and never gave up searching for Zhou Luo.]

Currently, the Zhou family only has one wife; the other died in childbirth due to a violent attack. Zhou Luo is currently the youngest child in the family. When he returns, someone will definitely try to harm him. However, the Zhou family truly dotes on him.

Akahoshi was somewhat speechless: "The Zhou family is really a mess. Luckily, Ayu isn't a member of the Zhou family."

A few days later, the matter was resolved, and Zhou Luo, who had been feeling uneasy for several days, met the young man from that day.