I Transmigrate as a Single Mother of the Three Antagonists

Panda Novel

After Yu Ge was chased away, he was unwilling to give up just like that. He wandered around for a few days, but didn't see Qiu Tong at all.

He narrowed his eyes and sized up the child who only came up to his lower belly. A dangerous glint flashed across his eyes.

He recognized him. It was this little brat who caused his face and body to itch for several days!

"Where's Qiu Tong?"

Qiu Xingyuan glared at him warily. His small body retreated a few steps back, trying to find a way to escape.

"She won't see you!"

"Bullsh*t! If it weren't for you three brats, Qiu Tong and I wouldn't have fallen out!"

The more Yu Ge thought about it, the more indignant he became. If these three little brats had disappeared sooner, he would have already gotten Qiu Tong and all her money would have been his!

His gaze fell upon the school bag on Qiu Xingyuan's back. Yu Ge smirked. "What's in your bag?"

Qiu Xingyuan suddenly felt uneasy and turned to run.

He had only taken a few steps when someone grabbed his collar roughly and flung him to the side. His bag was also snatched away.

"So much money?"

Yu Ge's eyes lit up!

Qiu Xingyuan gritted his teeth and pounced over, his little face filled with anger. "Give it back to me!"

Yu Ge kicked him away impatiently. There was a thick wad of cash. There must be at least a few thousand dollars here.

Qiu Tong was indeed rich now if she could give her child so much money!

Yu Ge's eyes were filled with greed. He stuffed the money into his pocket and warned Qiu Xingyuan fiercely, "If you dare to tell anyone about what happened today, not only will I kill you, I will also kill the other two brats!"

Qiu Xingyuan lowered his eyes coldly and clenched his fists tightly.

It was only when Yu Ge left that he slowly got up from the ground. But all the money had been snatched away.

Qiu Tong's eager expression appeared in his mind. Qiu Xingyuan pursed his lips even tighter.

Somehow, he didn't want to disappoint that woman.

He must find a way to come up with that money!

In the evening, at the underground market.

An inconspicuous little figure sneaked into the shooting range and quickly squatted down to stuff the scattered bullet shells into his bag.

Previously when they had lived in slums, there were all sorts of people there. It was there that Qiu Xingyuan knew that bullets were very expensive.

He had already grasped the theoretical knowledge of making gunpowder. As long as he had bullet shells, he would be able to quickly produce a large number of bullets to sell. He would be able to earn back that money then!

After some time, Qiu Xingyuan returned to the laboratory specially prepared for him by Qiu Tong and very carefully inserted a pile of gunpowder into the metal bullet shell.

Success!

Joy and confidence flashed across Qiu Xingyuan's eyes as he sped up. After about 40 minutes, he was exhausted. His fingers trembled slightly as he brought the lamp to the side. The lamp contained alcohol.

Oh no!

Qiu Xingyuan widened his eyes in horror. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his hands and heard a familiar voice. Then, he was pulled into a soft and warm embrace.

"Be careful!"

"Boom——"

The violent explosion instantly shattered the utensils in the room into pieces, while Qiu Tong covered Qiu Xingyuan with her body, pressing him tightly onto the floor. Qiu Xingyuan did not suffer the slightest impact.

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

Qiu Tong checked Qiu Xingyuan up and down nervously. When she found that there were no injuries, she became furious. "Are you crazy? Who told you to research explosives?"

From the corner of her eye, she saw a pile of dark gold bullet heads in the corner. Qiu Tong's eyes turned cold and her anger surged. "Qiu Xingyuan! Why did you make so many bullets?"

Qiu Xingyuan lowered his head and did not explain. As usual, he bore everything in silence.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now? What if you hurt yourself?!"

Seeing that he was still unwilling to explain, Qiu Tong was truly angered now. She really felt like prying Qiu Xingyuan's head open to see what he was thinking.

"I won't hurt myself."

Qiu Xingyuan twisted his fingers awkwardly, his little face tense. "It was just an accident."

Seeing that Qiu Tong was still glaring at him coldly, Qiu Xingyuan lowered his eyes and casually found an excuse. "Anyway, I still have so much explosives and no use for them. Might as well just make bullets."

She noticed his tightly pursed lips. Qiu Tong knew that he had a secret and did not press him further. She changed the topic.

"How can there be no use for them? Let me teach you."

She rolled up her sleeves and gestured for Qiu Xingyuan to pay attention to her process and the exact ratio of gunpowder to use. Unknowingly, the two of them had been in the laboratory for the entire afternoon.

Qiu Xingyuan did not understand what she wanted to do.

At night, Qiu Tong sneaked out with her three children.

"Mommy, Eldest Brother, what are you two doing?"

Qiu Xingyu looked at them in confusion and Qiu Tong said mysteriously, "Mommy and Eldest Brother have prepared a gift for you!"

After about three minutes had passed, Qiu Tong asked them to look up at the night sky. "Look!"

Colorful fireworks instantly lit up the night sky like a grand and festive bouquet of flowers. Every moment was astonishing.

Even Qiu Xingyuan, who had helped to create them, was shocked by the scene before him.

So… she was making fireworks this afternoon?