Quick Transmigration: Su Cha's Life in That Era

These days, there are too many couples who get introduced today and married tomorrow, especially those like her and Feng Hongjun who are getting married for the second time.

Compared to those people, the two of them have been at odds for quite a while.

But Su Cha felt it wasn't the right time yet.

It wasn't because they were both adults, but because they were children.

Su Cha trusts Feng Hongjun's character. Xiao Niannian is young and has lived in a new family since she was little. Her parents don't emphasize her status. As long as they give her enough love, she will naturally treat this place as her home. But Xiao Meiling is different.

A five-year-old child, especially a smart child like Meiling, really knows a lot.

Su Cha felt that Xiao Meiling should know about this.

"Feng Hongjun, we've both been married before, so there's no need to act like a young man or woman who's never been married before."

Now that we've decided to be together, I don't want to be coy.

I agree to be with you.

But we do have children, and besides being ourselves, we are also parents. We can't act impulsively and only think of ourselves.

Xiao Nian is young, and as long as we give her enough love, she will live confidently in this family from a young age and will be more likely to accept a new family. But Xiao Meiling is different.

A five-year-old understands everything.

We need her to know about this, to see her reaction, before we decide.

Feng Hongjun was quite happy.

Su Cha was considering all this because she wanted to be serious about being with him.

He also takes his daughter very seriously.

All I could see were the people in front of me, and my tone was gentle.

"Okay, whatever you say."

He lingered for a while longer, hugging Su Cha, before reluctantly taking a few steamed buns and leaving.

At night, Su Cha's place couldn't compare to Feng's place; there were too many people walking around outside the gate.

Feng Hongjun picked up Xiao Meiling in the courtyard, glanced at Su Cha with resentment and helplessness, and noticed the gazes of people on the road outside the courtyard, so he could only leave with a sense of grievance.

I didn't get to hug my partner tonight, so I'm unhappy.

After returning home, the father and daughter ate the food they had brought back from the canteen, cleaned up together, and Feng Hongjun called to Xiao Meiling.

"Lingling, come here, Daddy has something to tell you."

Little Meiling ran like the wind to Feng Hongjun's side, her little face full of smiles, her little hand holding his big hand.

"Dad, you tell me."

Holding his daughter's hand, the father and daughter sat on the sofa, and Feng Hongjun looked intently into Xiao Meiling's eyes.

"How was your time at Aunt Su's house today?"

When her father asked this, Xiao Meiling became interested.

"I'm so happy!"

Feng Hongjun asked tentatively.

"Is it happier than at Aunt Feng's house?"

Xiao Meiling nodded without hesitation.

"Dad, Aunt Feng is very nice, but Aunt Chacha is even better."

Although Aunt Feng had some ulterior motives, she genuinely took good care of me. But that was all she did; she was afraid something might happen to me, and that I would cause trouble for her family. She wouldn't allow me to do many things, and she was also afraid I would hurt her children. She wouldn't let me fight back or scold them, and she wouldn't allow me to play with her children either.

I stayed at the Feng family's house, just playing by myself, and then had lunch.

But not at Aunt Chacha's house.

She would lead me, holding my younger sister, on a tour of the house, clearly telling me where was dangerous, what things were dangerous, and what I couldn't touch. Everything else was up to me; she allowed me to run and jump, and let me knead dough and make buns with her. While making buns, she would tell me stories.

Today I not only learned how to proof dough, how to make fillings, and how to start a fire, but I also heard some wonderful stories and ate the most delicious steamed buns.

At noon, Aunt Chacha would hold me, and the three of us would take a nap together.

In the afternoon, Aunt Chacha taught me how to weave fans from grass. Although I haven't learned it yet, Aunt Chacha said that tomorrow in our practical lesson, she will take me to collect grass, weave them myself, and also dig for wild vegetables.

Little Meiling's eyes sparkled; she was really looking forward to tomorrow.

This is the life she wants.

Looking into his daughter's eyes, Feng Hongjun felt both heartache and self-reproach.

I'm also glad that Su Cha really treats her daughter well, and isn't just trying to please her.

After the opening remarks, Feng Hongjun asked the question he had initially wanted to ask.

"Lingling, what do you think if Daddy wants to pursue your Aunt Chacha?"

Xiao Meiling had a "I knew it" look on her face.

"Dad, I knew it all along."

Feng Hongjun looked at this clever little devil.

"Oh? When did you find out?"

Little Meiling imitated her father's usual posture, straightening her back and crossing her arms.

"Hmph, you adults are all idiots. We kids can see it very clearly, but you insist that we don't understand. It's you adults who are dishonest."

When my dad kept asking me which aunties had contacted me, I knew you were expecting an auntie to contact you.

When Aunt Chacha first came, Dad was like a chameleon, changing his attitude from one thing to another. Although I don't understand all those emotions, I could tell that Dad was very happy and proud.

Dad still won't stop me from talking to Aunt Chacha. You weren't like this before.

"I knew you were eyeing Aunt Chacha."

Feng Hongjun listened to his daughter with a smile, not embarrassed at all.

He had intended for his daughter to come into contact with Su Cha; he knew how smart his daughter was, so it wasn't surprising that she noticed something.

After Xiao Meiling finished speaking triumphantly, Feng Hongjun asked the question again.

"So tell me, if Dad were to pursue your Aunt Chacha, what are the chances of him succeeding?"

Little Meiling, like a little adult, looked her father up and down.

"Dad, even though you're not as pretty as Aunt Chacha, you're my dad, and I'll help you."

Feng Hongjun: "..."

Should he be happy, or sad that his daughter said he was ugly?

The old father sighed.

Now is not the time to talk about this.

"So, what do you think? After all, Dad will succeed in pursuing you and marry your Aunt Chacha, so she can come to our family and be your mother."

Xiao Meiling's smile slowly faded.

A long time passed.

Feng Hongjun never disturbed him.

Finally, Xiao Meiling broke the silence, took a deep breath, and looked up at her father.

"Dad, I know you've been looking for a new mom for me. I've been prepared for this for a long time. Compared to other people, I hope it's Aunt Chacha, because the way she looks at me is not much different from the way she looks at Niannian."

This is good enough for me.

Little Meiling lowered her head.

But no matter how good Aunt Chacha is, she is not her biological mother. Even if it's just her memories, her biological mother wasn't close to her, so it's still different.

She didn't want to tell her father these things.

Feng Hongjun had no idea that such a young boy had so many things on his mind.

She raised her hand and ruffled her daughter's hair, happy that her daughter accepted Su Cha.

"Lingling, thank you, Daddy."

After thinking for a moment, I spoke up.

"Actually, Daddy told your Aunt Chacha today that Daddy is silly and just wants your Aunt Chacha's approval."

But your Aunt Chacha said, "We're not just ordinary adults; we're still parents, and she asked me to ask you what you think."

Xiao Meiling never expected that Aunt Chacha would be the first to think of her.

He glanced at Feng Hongjun with disdain.

If he weren't her own father, she really wouldn't want him anymore.

She's not even as good as Aunt Chacha, who's not even family.

Even Aunt Chacha can think of herself.

She jumped off the sofa, looked at her adoptive father, and unhappily stomped on his feet twice with her little feet.

It was extremely loud.

"snort!"

With a thud and a turn of its head, it ran away.

Today is a day I hate my dad.

She ignored her father for one night.

Feng Hongjun watched his daughter's small figure recede into the distance, a loving smile on his face...