Quick Transmigration: 108 Ways for Side Characters to Die

This article has no moral compass and no fixed love interest. Do not enter if you prefer clean and pure romances.

The female protagonist can travel freely through thousands of worlds. She pos...

Chapter 922 Cancer? Really! But I won't die!

Chapter 922 Cancer? Really! But I Won't Die 7

Ning's mother dared not fool her anymore and took out all the food in the refrigerator: a large, cleaned carp, a piece of pork belly. She stewed the carp and the pork belly, stir-fried green peppers with pork, and a potato stew with meatballs. While making these dishes, she carefully observed Ning Yan's expression, afraid that she would be dissatisfied and ruin the food for her.

The bread for mutton stew doesn't need to be leavened; she bakes the bread as soon as the dishes are ready.

Next, tear the bread into pieces and cook it into soup.

The Ning family's dinner was really late; it was almost nine o'clock when everyone sat down at the table.

Ning Yan felt discomfort in her chest again, but the aroma of the food on the table helped her suppress it.

Ning Yan picked up the huge bowl in front of her and started eating. Ning's mother wasn't a very nice person, but the food she cooked was really delicious. The mutton was stewed until it was tender and soft, and she enjoyed it very much!

No, she has to get this couple out to earn money for her.

"Oh right, I remember Mom called me and said you got into university, right?"

How much is the tuition per year?

Ning Qiang said proudly, "Twenty-seven thousand a year."

Ning Yan really didn't know what he was so proud of. Such high tuition fees were not as good as going to a public vocational college, which would make it easier to find a job after graduation.

"Tuition is 27,000 yuan a year. Add in accommodation and living expenses, and you won't have enough money for less than 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a year. That's 230,000 to 240,000 yuan for four years. Does your family have that kind of money?"

"So many?" Ning's father asked in surprise.

"Otherwise what? This is an underestimate. With your son's extravagant spending habits, this amount of money is definitely not enough."

The people in their family were unwilling to go out to work. In the original owner's memory, Ning Shiya only went out twice when his family was really short of money. But he was willing to go out for his daughter, sending her more than two thousand miles away.

This is also why Ning Yan only wanted to cause trouble for this family after she arrived, and didn't ask for money directly, because after the house was built, their family would definitely not have much money left.

Ning's father was only alarmed for a moment before he felt relieved. After all, that brat was going to die soon, and he just had to wait for her to die so he could inherit her estate.

Ning Yan knew what Ning Shiya was up to the moment she saw his eyes darting around. "Old man Ning, I know you're after my money. Aren't you curious why I don't go to the hospital for treatment when I have money?"

The three men looked at each other in bewilderment. "That's right, the little girl is sick. Shouldn't we go to the hospital as soon as we get the money?"

"Hahaha, what a family of idiots, because I spent all that money!"

"What? All spent? How is that possible? That's probably two or three hundred thousand! And it was all spent in one day? You must be lying to us!"

Ning Yan said proudly, "I've lived for twenty-two years, and I didn't know anything before."

Now that he's about to die, and suddenly has a huge sum of money in his hands, naturally he wants to enjoy it to the fullest; otherwise, what a waste it would be to die!

"There's no way you could have spent all the money in six days! You must have hidden it!"

"In six days, let alone a mere two hundred thousand, I could spend two million or even twenty million! Why don't you give me the money, and I'll personally demonstrate it for you."

Zhang Huaihua leaned close to Ning Yan and asked cautiously, "Girl, you're definitely lying, right?"

"Really, I'm not kidding, I really spent all my money!" After saying that, she tugged at her dress. "This dress cost 12,800 yuan, and the sandals cost 6,600 yuan. I bought several sets of clothes like this."

Also, you've never had a Western meal that costs over six thousand yuan, have you?

And the hotel I stayed at cost over 8,000 yuan a night.

Unfortunately, I don't have enough money, otherwise I would have definitely stayed in that presidential suite that costs 110,000 a night.

Oh dear, if I hadn't sent the money I earned home back then, I could have stayed for two nights..."

Zhang Huaihua, Ning Shiya, and Ning Qiang seemed to hear the sound of their own hearts breaking, because they realized that what the girl said was true!

No wonder, no wonder that brat's clothes are so beautiful. She spent over ten thousand yuan on them, how could they not be beautiful?

"Dad, what do we do? What do we do?!"

Ning Shiya glared at Ning Yan, gritting his teeth. He wanted to beat the girl to death. They had no money left, and she couldn't go to work. Where would Xiao Qiang get the money to go to school?

After the house was built, the money was almost gone. Not to mention 50,000 or 60,000 a year, he couldn't even afford the 27,000 tuition fee!

Looking at the three people's bitter faces, Ning Yan felt truly relieved. The mutton stew was delicious, and the stewed vegetables were also very fragrant. It was a pity that she only had one stomach and couldn't finish all the dishes on the table.

After finishing her meal, Ning Yan wiped her mouth and left the table.

The family of three was left alone there, worrying about their tuition fees for the next four years.

"Dad, what should we do?"

Ning Shiya had long since put down his chopsticks. No matter how delicious the food on the table was, it couldn't tempt his appetite. He took out the gold card monkey from his pocket, lit it, and took out a cigarette.

Yes, what's next?

They could have sold the girl to get a dowry, but after this woman caused such a scene today, everyone knows the girl has a terminal illness and won't live much longer. Who would want her?

Ning Yan took out her newly bought thermos from her suitcase, ran to the kitchen to get water, and said, "That's easy. The three of you can go out and work together. You can earn at least four or five thousand a month working outside. The three of you can earn fourteen or fifteen thousand. If you work for two months, you can save up enough for your tuition."

Otherwise, she could start a small business. Comrade Zhang Huaihua is a good cook; she could sell food in the county. With a little hard work, she could easily earn three to five hundred yuan a day.

After saying that, Ning Yan poured the water and left again.

"Mom, she wasn't lying. The food carts outside our school are always busy and make a lot of money."

Zhang Huaihua was stunned. She couldn't understand why the intensity had suddenly increased to her level.

"But I've never run a business before!"

"What kind of business is this? It's just making some food to sell outside. You're just sitting at home doing nothing anyway."

Ning Yan, who hadn't gone far: Listen to this, is this the good son they've spoiled and raised? Is he even speaking human language?

However, it doesn't matter whether he speaks human language or not, as long as she achieves her goal.

...

Midnight.

After Ning Yan took over Ning Qiang's house, he moved into the second room right next to Ning's parents.

Normally he could play on his phone or play a game on his computer, but there was nothing in this room. After watching a few videos, he fell asleep.

He was just falling asleep when he heard strange noises.

"Swish~swish".

Ning Qiang was woken up by the noise. He slowly opened his eyes and then cried out, "Oh my god!"

It's not that he's a coward; anyone would be scared half to death if they opened their eyes in the middle of the night and saw a dark figure sitting on their kang (heated brick bed)!

With a cry of "Oh my god!", the dark figure on the kang (a heated brick bed) raised the object in his right hand and shook it. The moonlight shone on the object, reflecting a silvery glow—it was a kitchen knife!

Ning Qiang's obese body quickly retreated, shouting, "You, you, you, are you crazy? Murder is a crime!"

Yes, he realized it was his sister sharpening a knife by his bedside!