Quick Transmigration: Su Cha's Life in That Era

This is where?

A large tea mug, a thermos, a double happiness-themed washbasin, malted milk powder, a kerosene lamp with a 28-inch lever, an aluminum lunchbox, a sewing machine, and a packet of rat poison...

Su Cha sat still, her eyes having already scanned everything within her field of vision.

As someone who knew she was dead, and someone who had read over 20,000 novels and spent over 50,000 hours reading, she already had a guess.

Don't be nervous, don't panic.

"system?"

……

"space?"

……

"memory?"

……

Close your eyes.

Very well, there's nothing there.

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

I need to figure out my current name, where I am, and what time it is...

Household registration booklet! Yes, household registration booklet!

He suddenly stood up.

The moment my buttocks left the hard sofa, it felt like I'd been hit on the back of the head with a brick, and I fell back down in pain.

"Ouch~ That hurts!"

Does accepting memories have to be so brutal?

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The body shakes uncontrollably.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

With trembling hands, he reached for the bowl of water on the table.

I need a drink of water to calm down.

It was so hard to finally get it to my mouth.

Waaaaaah...

I want to cry.

You can't drink it, there's rat poison in the water...

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

boom!

After putting the bowl back, the pain subsided.

Leaning back, he sorted through the original owner's memories...

It is now 1960. The original owner of this body was also named Su Cha. She was eight years old and a primary school student. She was an only child in her family. Her mother passed away half a year ago while trying to protect public property.

Her father, that old scoundrel, didn't even wait a month before finding another woman, ostensibly to take care of her.

The original owner was spoiled by her mother into becoming a troublemaker. She wouldn't allow it, and dared to pin any crime on her, and even go around talking nonsense.

He went to the woman's workplace, stopped her after work, and asked her if she had been having an affair with her father. After questioning the woman, he didn't let her father off the hook either, and did the same thing to him.

The two were so frightened that they broke up.

Of course, Old Deng won't stop.

Later, he found another woman, not only keeping it a secret from the original owner but also acting first and informing her later, and got married. However, he kept her in a rented apartment outside, and only recently told her that the woman was pregnant.

The woman wanted to move in and rightfully become the mistress of the house, but the original owner of this body was difficult and was still negotiating with the old man in the family.

In my memory, the woman's name was Wang Cuilan, and she had a child with her ex-husband, a daughter named Meng Xintian.

The child was a year older than her. I heard that her biological father hadn't been dead for three months when her mother found her a new husband and she got pregnant.

That's efficient!

The other person's biological father was a martyr, tsk tsk...

Huh?

Something feels off...

Su Cha... Meng Xintian... Wang Cuilan... Su Daqiang...

Could the baby in that woman's belly be Su Yong's?

This……

Isn't this a character from a short historical novel I read before?

Click.

The sound of the door lock turning rang out.

No doubt, Old Deng is back.

As soon as Su Daqiang opened the door, he saw his daughter, the "big devil," with a serious face, deep in thought, and staring intently at the rat poison.

It seems a tough battle is on the horizon.

I am the father, I am the father.

His tone was deliberately tough.

"Why did you take out the rat poison?"

Su Cha remained in the same position, only moving her mouth slightly in response.

"I'm thinking, should we both go down to apologize to my mother, or should we send that woman and the piece of flesh in her belly down with us?"

Su Daqiang: "..."

Is this some kind of extreme stimulation?

He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, feigning anger.

"Your mother, your mother, all you ever talk about is your mother. What about me? I just want someone who cares about you. Besides, I'm looking for someone to take care of you. Don't you understand?"

Su Cha looked up, her eyes dark and deep.

"Dad, I'm not a three-year-old anymore."

Su Cha made an eight with her fingers.

"I'm eight years old. Besides, in the six months since my mom left, you've done so many inhuman things. Do you know how many well-intentioned or malicious adults have said to me?"

I understand now, whether I should or shouldn't.

Su Daqiang was so angry he jumped up and down.

"Who is it? Who's spouting nonsense to you?"

Was Su Daqiang a good man? He was actually happy that Hu Meilan, that woman who couldn't have a son and was violent, was dead, but he considered himself a good father.

He knows what kind of person he is. If you ask him to take care of a child, he really can't do it well. Look at the child who was clean and tidy before, now he's all dirty and filthy.

He sought out women not only because he was still young and couldn't let go of that past relationship, and because he wanted a son, but most importantly, he really wanted to find a woman to take care of him and his daughter.

But these are his own family matters, what does it have to do with them? Why are they going to whisper this nonsense in his daughter's ear? How old is his daughter? Is she supposed to listen to such filthy things?

Su Daqiang was really angry.

I really want to know who it is, and which company to target.

No wonder his daughter, who was just a little mischievous, knew what it meant to have an affair and even knew how to ambush someone. It turns out that it was all because of these bastards who taught her to be bad!

Regardless of what he was imagining, Su Cha continued to negotiate with him.

"I've been thinking a lot today, and I suddenly realized that even though you're not a great person, you definitely care about me more than they do."

Besides, you and that woman are already married and have a child. I can't stop her from coming to this house. I can agree, but on conditions.

Seeing his eight-year-old daughter seriously negotiating terms with him, Su Daqiang felt a pang of heartache.

This is his precious eldest daughter.

Su Daqiang, you're a real piece of work!

But he wanted a woman, and he wanted a son.

I'm sorry, my daughter.

He moved closer, with a hint of ingratiation.

"Daughter, tell me."

Su Cha crossed her arms.

"Comrade Su Daqiang, I'm talking to you about a very serious issue. Please correct your attitude."

Su Daqiang immediately sat up straight, placed his hands on his thighs, and spoke seriously.

"Okay, Comrade Su Cha, I reflect on my actions and will correct my attitude. You can speak now."

Su Cha: "..."

This dad...

cough cough.

Without realizing it, I started to adopt the same sitting posture as my scumbag dad.

The two, one big and one small, sat on the sofa, gazing intently at each other.

Su Cha: "As the old saying goes, once you have a stepmother, you'll have a stepfather. No matter how many promises you make now, once they come in and you have your own child, especially if it's a boy, your attitude might change."

Just as Su Daqiang was about to speak, Su Cha gave him a look.

"listen to me!"

Su Daqiang unconsciously straightened his back even more.

"Okay, Comrade Su Cha."

Su Cha nodded in satisfaction.

My dad may be a jerk, but he's obedient.

"As the older women say, where money is, there is love."

Give me all the money my mother and you left behind, including the compensation the factory gave me because of my mother.

I'll let it slide since you've been spending money on that woman these past few days, considering you're my father and have treated me fairly well.

"Because of my mom, don't even think about taking that job the factory reserved for me. I'll talk to Uncle Chen and Aunt Zhao, and anything I didn't take will be canceled."