Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Blizzard laughed so hard he was shaking, his head trembling under the covers.

Xiao Mei was extremely anxious. She hadn't done the only thing her little sister had asked her to do, and she kept asking Blizzard what to do.

Blizzard forced himself to calm her down and told her not to worry too much.

Although the video was only a few minutes long, she had already danced right in front of the person in question, so it was worth it.

Having not received a reply, Da Tou sent another message: "No self-entertainment allowed."

……

The tedious and monotonous training life continued, and Pearl and Pig, who were originally somewhat listless, quickly recovered. The two fish swam around in the fish tank, dragging their big tails.

While Sasha was taking a bath, Blizzard liked to sit in front of the fish tank and stare blankly at the little fish.

Sasha, still damp from her shower and with her hair dripping wet, would always see Blizzard staring blankly into the dormitory.

"Do you understand now how much you miss your 'children'?"

Blizzard nodded in agreement: "I understand. That's why I didn't stop you when you bought doll clothes in Hong Kong this time."

“I can understand when you buy high-end fish food in Hong Kong—it doesn’t say whether humans can eat it. If they could talk, I’d really like to ask them what they taste like.”

Blizzard took a deep breath at the fish food floating on the surface of the aquarium: "The smell of money."

Sasha was amused by her appearance: "Silly girl, go take a shower."

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Qiu Shiyue became taciturn, and she was rarely seen during Blizzard's meals, but more often she was seen coming out of the staff break room.

Aunt Qian seemed to have become much colder towards them as well.

In the past, when it was Blizzard's turn to get food, if it was the last bit, Aunt Qian would take the initiative to step forward and give Blizzard a steaming hot bowl of food, even if it wasn't originally her serving Blizzard's food, she would always keep an eye on them.

Now, when faced with this situation, Aunt Qian doesn't even look up as she scoops up a spoonful of food and puts it into the Blizzard plate, not caring whether the food is cold or not.

Even if a new dish has already been prepared behind you, you won't turn around and change to a new dish.

I know you haven't been good to me, because I've seen how good you were to me before.

This statement is equally applicable in the current context.

Blizzard paused for a moment, said thank you, and turned to leave.

In the past, there were preferential treatments, such as snacks, treats, and stews. These were all given voluntarily by Aunt Qian, and no one owed anyone anything.

In summer, food gets cold quickly and is eaten faster.

Blizzard was engrossed in eating when Little Fatty called out to her.

"Braised food spoils quickly in hot weather. I didn't buy much last time, and it's all gone now. Did Aunt Qian give you today's portion?"

"No." Blizzard's voice remained unchanged.

"No way, Aunt Qian hasn't given us any for days. What, she's stopped doing this?"

Blizzard remained silent.

She knew that Aunt Qian had set up a stall outside, and the canteen staff would set up the stall when she wasn't on duty, but she didn't dare tell anyone, afraid that the leaders wouldn't allow it.

Blizzard learned about it by chance and wanted to support her business within his means, but he didn't want Aunt Qian to lose money every time. So he asked a friend to contact Aunt Qian so that when she had free time, her friend could order remotely and have it delivered nearby, and then she could go out to pick it up.

Similarly, Aunt Qian ordered directly with everyone, but she gave out much more than her friends.

Now, Aunt Qian is no longer doing this business, and she's no longer making money from it.

At first, they said they forgot to bring it.

Later, they said they were too busy with work and didn't have the energy to do it.

It's just like how the neighbor uncle treats the neighbor auntie perfunctorily.

Blizzard Core is an adult, and she is well aware of the excuses adults make.

But she and Sasha always believed that Aunt Qian had her reasons, such as the cafeteria management not allowing it.

Blizzard poked at the rice in the bowl and said, "Aunt Qian is probably too busy lately. She opened a few more windows and can't keep up with the demand for rice every day."

Sasha knew the inside story. She glanced at Blizzard's expression and hesitated to speak.

Blizzard smiled at her, "It's okay."

When the problem falls on her, nothing happens.

If it happens to someone she cares about, then it's a big deal.

During a casual conversation, Blizzard heard Eel mention that Qiu Shiyue once cut in line for her, and Aunt Qian didn't say a word.

Blizzard frowned. "When did this happen?"

"It was a few days ago, right? Maybe Aunt Qian didn't see it. She would have told us before."

Blizzard silently kept it in mind.

That day, Blizzard and Sasha arrived a little late and were very hungry.

The two decided to divide the work: Blizzard would get the bowls and chopsticks to reserve a spot, while Sasha would get the food.

Blizzard wiped the chopsticks clean and waited to eat. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed, waiting for Sasha to come over. Every now and then, he would tease Sasha with his eyes from a distance. Sasha would then gesture with her hand as if she were giving him another bullet.

The two children were having a blast, but then a "eye booger" suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stood right in front of Sasha.

Blizzard's flirtatious glance was halfway through when she met Qiu Shiyue's provocative gaze and abruptly withdrew.

She was sure.

It has been confirmed that Sasha was in line without Qiu Shiyue the entire time, and that Qiu Shiyue did not leave the line midway and then return.

She came out from the side of the kitchen.

Blizzard stood up, the threat in his eyes obvious—be smart and go to the back of the line.

Qiu Shiyue ignored her and pushed her plate forward. "Auntie, I want that braised pork and that chicken leg. I want three!"

"Qiu Shiyue," Sasha called to her, "would you like to line up?"

Qiu Shiyue didn't even turn her head, taking the braised pork that Aunt Qian had given her. "Wasn't I queuing up?"

"I mean... wait, you hit me with three chicken drumsticks at once?"

"so what?"

Sasha knew it was useless to reason with her, so she looked at Aunt Qian and said, "Aunt Qian, she cut in line, and..."

Aunt Qian didn't look up at Sasha; the brim of her hat obscured her drooping gaze. Her voice was indifferent. "The food's already been served, what should we do? Should I have her pour it out for you?"

Sasha was so overwhelmed that she couldn't utter a single word.

After Qiu Shiyue finished getting her food, she didn't leave. She just stood there looking at Sasha with a smug expression.

Sasha felt something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"Okay."

The sound of a blizzard appeared beside me, like heavenly music.

"Pour it out for me."

In the blink of an eye, Blizzard snatched three chicken legs from Qiu Shiyue's plate and placed them on Sasha's plate, using her body to separate Qiu Shiyue from Sasha to prevent Qiu Shiyue from launching a sneak attack.

"What are you doing?! You took my chicken leg too."

Blizzard didn't say anything; getting food was the priority.

She placed the two plates from Sasha's hands on the table and looked at Aunt Qian expressionlessly.

Aunt Qian sensed the tense atmosphere and didn't say anything more. Knowing their usual preferences, Aunt Qian knew what to play without Blizzard saying anything.

Qiu Shiyue was still extremely irritable. "Blizzard! You've gone too far, do you know that?!"

Blizzard told Sasha to go sit down first, making way for the people behind her to get their food, and then he would have a proper talk with Qiu Shiyue.

"You know it's going too far to take other people's chicken legs?" Blizzard sneered. "You took all three of the last chicken legs in this plate, and we have to wait ten minutes for the next plate. Have you considered the people behind us?"

"It's my fault for being late, since I arrived before you. I deserve to eat late."

Blizzard laughed in exasperation. "I haven't even accused you of cutting in line yet, and you've already exposed yourself. Ask Aunt Qian, who was in front, you or Sasha?"

The two of them turned to look at Aunt Qian at the same time.