Quick Transmigration: Su Cha's Life in That Era

The woman had a beautiful face, fair and tender skin, red lips and white teeth, and was full of vitality.

Because of the cold weather, my cheeks were red from the cold as soon as I entered the house, and I hadn't recovered yet.

She was very different from the women of this era.

She was like a woman raised in a scholarly family in the water towns of southern China in ancient times—gentle as water, with an elegant temperament.

Furthermore, influenced by the ideas of the new era, she possesses a vitality and self-confidence unlike that of women in ancient times. Her brows exude a natural artistic flair, and she also carries a tenacious spirit that perseveres like water dripping on stone.

She is like a fusion of the old and the new, and she has found her own balance.

She must be talented, able to write beautiful, delicate calligraphy; she must be well-read, able to understand her own principles; she must be confident, sitting there unmoved by any external pressures; she…

She has so much to be expected of.

But, what a pity...

After receiving instructions from the brigade headquarters to cooperate with the mission, Feng Hongjun had nothing else to do, so he simply glanced at the person's information.

Knowing that she came from a rural area, that her parents had passed away early, and that she had dropped out of school before finishing junior high, he figured she wouldn't be the person he thought she was.

Just then, I saw Su Cha raise her hand and unbutton her coat, and was about to unbutton it again.

This startled Feng Hongjun.

"Comrade Su Cha!"

He reached out to stop her, his eyes widening in alarm as he looked toward the doorway.

The guard stood at the door, his back to the door.

well.

Only then did I feel relieved enough to turn around and meet two pairs of clear, clean eyes, one big and one small.

Su Cha looked completely bewildered.

"what?"

Why are you making such a fuss?

Feng Hongjun only realized what Su Cha was going to do when he saw their eyes.

Su Cha tied the child to her front with straps to keep the child warm, and she wore Zhou Jianguo's military overcoat.

A coat completely covered the mother and daughter.

Little Niannian only showed her little head, resting on her mother's chin, and was wearing a hat and scarf. Like her mother, only her eyes were visible.

When she first came in, Su Cha didn't rush to take off her clothes and take the baby out. Now that she's calmed down and gotten used to it, if she doesn't take the baby out soon, she'll be covered in sweat.

Feng Hongjun was a little embarrassed.

"Well, Comrade Su, it's best not to take the baby out right away. Let her adjust a little longer, otherwise she might catch a cold."

Su Cha shook her head.

"It's alright, your room is quite warm. Let her come out now. If she waits any longer, she'll start sweating, and she'll be more likely to catch a cold on the way out."

Feng Hongjun knew this was the truth, and politely replied.

"Do you need my help?"

Su Cha didn't know how to be polite at all.

"Then I'll trouble you, Commander Feng."

He handed the scarf and hat in his hand to Feng Hongjun, stood up, and took off his overcoat.

Outwardly calm, inwardly wanting to cry.

She went to great lengths to arrange this meeting.

I came up with several plans, A, B, C, J, E, F, and G, trying to figure out how to take down Feng Hongjun.

But to her utter surprise, Zhou Sinian disagreed.

This little rascal is acting strangely today; he just wants to stick to her.

Even though she could tell that Su Cha was just wailing, she couldn't bring herself to leave immediately, afraid that if she left, Su Cha would really cry and ruin her voice.

Feng Hongjun felt a little awkward, holding Su Cha's scarf and hat in his hand, feeling that something was not quite right.

Seeing Su Cha struggling to take off her coat, I thought for a moment and then got up and helped her take off her coat without touching her.

After removing her military overcoat, Su Cha felt a sense of lightness.

This coat is really good.

After a while, she started sweating.

Holding the child with one hand, she untied the straps binding her with the other.

No longer tied up, the little kid kicked his legs happily.

Su Cha quickly hugged her tightly, afraid she would fall.

The aroma was enticing. Feng Hongjun, standing behind him, sniffed, glanced at Su Cha, turned and left, hanging Su Cha's clothes and hat on the hanger.

He turned around, looked at Su Cha, and tried his best to keep a straight face.

"Comrade Su, let's begin."

Su Cha nodded.

"Okay, here's my pen and paper."

As he spoke, he looked at the coats on the rack.

Feng Hongjun reached out his hand.

"Give me the child. You'll need to take notes and write things down later."

Su Cha thanked her repeatedly.

At this point, she had no interest in trying to seduce Feng Hongjun.

She just wanted to finish her work quickly, take her child home, and lie down.

Since we've already met today, it'll be easier to get in touch again in the future.

She tucked the child into Feng Hongjun's arms, strode to the coat rack, took out a small notebook and pencil from the pocket of his army coat, returned to sit down, and sat opposite Feng Hongjun, who was holding the child.

The two worked together, one asking questions and the other answering. Su Cha would write down anything she found useful.

They even called in the security guards at the door to provide some additional information.

During the conversation, Feng Hongjun discovered that Su Cha was not as uneducated as he had imagined.

Feng Hongjun was intentionally testing the waters.

After several rounds of back and forth, Feng Hongjun was finally decided.

Su Cha has read many books, and she has thoroughly understood many of them.

No wonder he was able to write such an article; it wasn't a sudden flash of inspiration, but rather a profound understanding within.

Do you enjoy reading?

Su Cha took a sip of water, swallowed it, and then answered.

"It's alright. I didn't really like reading before, and my studies were just average. But when I lost an opportunity that was within my grasp, it became an obsession. I came up with some ways to read more books."

Feng Hongjun really liked Su Cha's love of reading.

His name was Hongjun, a name that was common in this era. It wasn't that the elders of the Feng family didn't know how to name someone; it was simply a matter of following the trend.

The Feng family was a scholarly family; although three generations of the family had served in the military, they were all scholar-generals.

Feng Hongjun was the most martial man in his family, but he was also a scholar, and his upbringing instilled in him a love of books and a passion for literature.

His elders had a responsibility towards him and cared for him as a blood relative, but they didn't show him much affection. His father and mother liked his second brother the most, while his grandparents liked his eldest brother the most.

Because his eldest brother was skilled in calligraphy and his second brother was skilled in painting, he was not only inferior to his two brothers in calligraphy and painting, but also lacked any artistic talent in his demeanor. He was not the kind of person they expected, so naturally he did not win the favor of his elders.

Because of this life experience, he is attracted to women whose brows and eyes possess a delicate, refined beauty.

A woman with the appearance of the woman in front of me.

But his parents had planned his marriage long ago, in order to exchange it for resources for his older brothers.

His eldest brother was a boost to his career, and his second brother was a teacher; his deceased wife's family could provide all of these.

And he himself could thus obtain all the resources of the Feng family's army.

The deceased wife had a lover, but due to special circumstances, the whole family went abroad.

He was young and infatuated, but that guy was a bad person. He lied to his deceased wife before leaving, which is why her family was willing to pay such a high price.

His wife was heartbroken, and he had only ever regarded her as a younger sister from a family that had been friends for generations. There was no love between them; they were polite but distant, treating each other with the utmost respect.

If it weren't for pressure from their families, especially his wife's family, the two might never have consummated their marriage.

After having their daughter, the two considered their mission accomplished and never became close again.

She was ambitious and had a strong sense of justice, and he was willing to support her. In return, she supported him as well.

They thought they would live together in mutual respect for each other for the rest of their lives, but unexpectedly, he passed away.

We grew up together, and although there was no romantic love, there was family affection, so it's hard to accept it all at once.

She's such a good person.

She should have lived the life she told him when she was seventeen: to be the best doctor, marry the person she loved most, dance the most joyful dances, and live a life as radiant as the sun.

But life is like this...