Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Tao Zhou smiled and reached out to rub his head.

"You don't need to rent a place. I have spare rooms at home. If you don't mind, you can come and stay with me."

Song Yuzhi's lowered lips curled into a smile, but she still stammered:

"How can this be? I... I don't have any money... and I owe you a lot."

Tao Zhou didn't mind at all. He was never short of money; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the risk to do certain things. He always felt that life was very boring.

He needed to do something meaningful to realize his value, and his mindset changed after meeting Song Yuzhi.

It seems that the meaning of life is not in the present moment, but also in the legendary poetry and distant places, and that elusive... love.

He suddenly sighed, his meaning unclear:

"You're still young, there's no rush to pay it back."

Song Yuzhi suppressed a smile, thinking to himself: I'm not young anymore, just you wait, Brother Zhou.

"I'll help you pack. Don't worry about the future, okay?"

Tao Zhou smiled gently, and Song Yuzhi looked up at him slightly.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhou."

Song Yuzhi moved into Tao Zhou's house, a residence in the city center, decorated in a style as warm and sunny as Tao Zhou himself.

The living room balcony was large, with many flowers and plants growing outside. At that moment, some sunlight shone in, and Song Yuzhi sat on the hanging chair next to it.

"I didn't expect your house to be so big."

In his original world, he also had a house like this, but after coming here, he became penniless. The original owner couldn't even afford snacks from the roadside, let alone have the opportunity to see a house like this.

The Song family was an ordinary family, neither very poor nor very rich. If they lived diligently, they would never lack food, clothing, shelter, or transportation.

In fact, the original owner was content with the life of an ordinary person, but her parents always dreamed of getting rich overnight.

Song Yuzhi really wanted to ask them if they were worthy of each other. They were neither kind people nor lucky chosen ones. What made them so rich?

According to Song Yuzhi, if they had treated the original owner of the body well, they might have been able to live a good life in the future. It's a pity, how can two pheasants raise a phoenix?

Tao Zhou brought over a glass of juice: "Have some orange juice, I'll go tidy up your room."

"Thank you, I'll take care of it myself."

In the end, the two of them went to clean up together. Tao Zhou lived alone; his parents were said to be abroad.

This is his own house, with several bedrooms, and he has Song Yuzhi living next to his room.

"Call me if you need anything, don't be afraid to bother me."

Song Yuzhi settled down here and began to plan for the future. He didn't plan to continue his studies; he intended to find a job first.

He thought finding a job would be easy, but it turned out that he didn't have much education and couldn't do manual labor, so it was actually quite difficult.

Tao Zhou suggested that he go to school first, but Song Yuzhi didn't really want to continue going to school, as he had never liked going to school before.

Suddenly, Song Yuzhi received a job posting on her phone and clicked on it with some confusion.

Yizhou Photography Studio is hiring a photographer's assistant and cordially invites you to join us.

Song Yuzhi looked puzzled; he remembered that he hadn't submitted a resume to this studio.

"This Yizhou Studio isn't looking for someone with a bachelor's degree and over three years of work experience..."

"No, Yizhou?"

Song Yuzhi suddenly looked at the desk over there, where Tao Zhou was typing on the computer.

The other person happened to be looking over when Tao Zhou coughed lightly and said in a serious tone:

"Mr. Song, I just saw your resume and found you to be a perfect fit for our studio. Would you like to have a brief interview with me?"

Suppressing the urge to laugh, Song Yuzhi quickly tidied up her resume and walked formally to Tao Zhou.

After handing over his resume, he said, "Hello, my name is Song Yuzhi, and I'm here for an interview as a photographer's assistant..."

The interview went relatively smoothly, mainly because Song Yu knew she was knowledgeable and her photography knowledge was no worse than someone with three years of work experience. In the end, she successfully joined Yizhou Photography Studio.

The days passed slowly.

The two go to and from get off work together every day, and when they're not working, they can travel around while livestreaming.

Two months later, Song Yuzhi received the latest news from her parents.

[Depressed? Ha, aren't they good at swearing? How come they can't stand being sworn at for only a few months?]

211 scoffed: "Exactly, their mental fortitude is really weak."

[Host, would you like to go back and check on them?]

Song Yuzhi smiled: "Of course, I'm not some unfilial son, of course I should speak up for them."

Song Yuzhi had already shown his face during Tao Zhou's live streams, so everyone knew that he was Song Yuzhi and followed his account.

Whether they were just watching the spectacle or feeling sorry for him, Song Yuzhi didn't mind. It would be good to become famous; it was much easier than being a star.

He posted on his account that he had to go home and couldn't do a live stream with Brother Zhou today.

Many people commented in the comments section, most of them telling him not to go back, because they were afraid that he would be beaten and scolded again if he went back.

Song Yuzhi posted a thank you emoji: [They're the people who gave me life, so I'll just go back and see them.]

As expected, everyone praised him for being so filial, saying that the couple was simply ungrateful.

When Song Yuzhi returned to the Song family home, it was a mess. Dirty clothes and garbage were piled on the floor, and the dishes in the kitchen looked like they hadn't been washed in a long time and were covered in mold.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, Song Yuzhi walked a few steps to her parents' room.

Song's mother was curled up on the bed, muttering, "Get out! I did nothing wrong! Why are you scolding me?"

On one side was Song's father, whose face was bruised and swollen from being beaten by her. When he saw Song Yuzhi come in, his eyes were full of resentment and venom.

The saying "A dog that bites doesn't bark" perfectly describes someone like Song's father.

"You still know how to come back? It's all your fault that we've ended up like this, Song Yuzhi, you really are..."

"That's right, I'm here to bring you down, it's your honor."

Song Yuzhi asked 211 to check if there were any cameras in the room. 211 replied:

[Yes, those two old bastards are still trying to struggle, trying to show everyone their true colors. Don't worry, I've destroyed everything, hehe.]

Having received a satisfactory answer, Song Yuzhi smiled and took out handcuffs from her bag, saying with a smile:

"Since you're of no use to society, then don't go out and embarrass yourself."

Without regard for their feelings, he put handcuffs on each of them.

The two, already starving and exhausted, had no ability to resist and allowed Song Yuzhi to lock the other end of their handcuffs to the foot of the bed.

"Oh, and there's an extra gift, just a moment."

A moment later, Song Yuzhi came in with a baseball bat.

“You used to use broom handles, but I don’t have the strength for that, so let’s use this instead.”

After saying that, he suddenly swung the baseball bat and smashed it down on Song's mother's leg.

"Aaaaaah—Help!"