Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Yucheng.

In May 1999, a gentle breeze was blowing.

Donghe Village.

On the dirt road.

A handsome man in his thirties was helping a woman in her thirties with delicate features.

He muttered to himself, "Wife, you must start crying as soon as we go in."

"I have to make my parents-in-law cry so they feel sorry for me."

The pretty woman nodded, her eyes shining. "Don't worry, it's just crying. I'm good at it."

Do you really want to make her parents cry until they soften their hearts?

The man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Don't really cry and hate, you're carrying our Jinbao's baby."

"Oh, I know, you're so verbose."

"Hehe, I was afraid you'd forgotten, our family's good days all depend on your crying."

The two stood close together, speaking in hushed tones, as if afraid of being overheard by others of their secret plot.

The people working in the cornfields on both sides of the dirt road pointed and whispered about the two men, especially at the man's family.

"Guihua, your son and his wife went out again?"

The man's mother, Chen Guihua, was squatting in the field weeding when she heard this. She didn't even look up, and her tone was very calm.

"If you're envious, then have your son learn it."

The neighbor who asked the question—pfft, what is she envious of?

A man who is good for nothing and can't even support his wife and children has nothing but a useless face.

It has absolutely no redeeming qualities.

I wonder what the youngest daughter of the Su family saw in him.

Not to mention others looking down on Pang Jianwen, even his own family looks down on him.

People in this era are all diligent and hardworking; laziness is an obvious flaw.

This is especially true for farmers.

To put it simply, if you're not diligent, you'll end up eating and drinking whatever you want. A family can't just live off the wind.

The two daughters-in-law following behind their mother-in-law, Chen Guihua, exchanged glances, realizing that they would probably have to subsidize the third son's family again this year.

I don't know when this will end.

The two sisters-in-law were whispering among themselves, now that they were far from their mother-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, do you think we're going to support these three families for the rest of our lives?" Pang Ersao was startled by her own words.

Oh, Mother God!

Even Pang's square-faced wife was stunned; her usual shrewd and clever persona was rendered speechless.

"No...no."

After regaining her senses, Sister-in-law Pang thought carefully about the third son's strengths and concluded that he couldn't possibly be that shameless.

But thinking about it, he really is shameless.

Who feels more comfortable eating at their elder brother and sister-in-law's house than at their own home?

Pang Jianwen is capable!

Thinking of this, Sister Pang felt a wave of dizziness. Would she still have to work like a slave for the third son's family?

Pang Ersao looked up at the two figures as they walked away: "They've gone back to Su Hong's parents' home again."

She exclaimed sincerely, "I really hope they can live there forever."

Pang Jianwen's wife didn't reply. How could she? Pang Jianwen still had some pride; he would never become a live-in son-in-law.

"There are children at home, how could I not come back?"

Speaking of the children, Pang Ersao said enviously, "Those two are really lucky."

The first pregnancy resulted in twins, a girl and a boy.

She gave birth to a son before the strict implementation of the one-child policy.

Sister-in-law Pang frowned, thinking about how her brother-in-law had helped his sister-in-law walk earlier. Could it be that she was pregnant again?

They will both be fined.

No, she had to remind her man.

"Mother, Father."

A faint, mournful cry drifted over, as if filled with much sorrow, a heart-wrenching cry of relief at seeing loved ones.

As soon as Su Hong and Pang Jianwen entered the village, they had already prepared ginger.

Since I've come all the way to the Su family's place, this is a perfect opportunity to show off.

Su Hong hugged her mother, who had just returned from the fields, and cried like a child.

Li Cuihua was both angry and heartbroken at her daughter's behavior.

She said from the beginning that Pang Jianwen was no good, not the kind of man she could settle down with.

Pshaw, it actually worked!

"What are you crying for? All you do is cry." Li Cuihua glared at her son-in-law, who was standing to the side with his head down like a quail.

As he spoke, he took his daughter's hand and led her into the house, first helping her sit down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Then she took out brown sugar from the cupboard and made a bowl of brown sugar water for her daughter.

He closed the door and carefully asked his daughter what had happened.

As for the son-in-law, he can stand outside.

Pang Jianwen was anxious but also tried to encourage himself, fearing that he would fail to accomplish this task.

But thinking of how much his parents-in-law used to love his wife, he felt much more at ease.

Bodhisattva, Buddha, please bless him so that he can transfer his household registration to Xihe Village.

He wants to be a resident affected by the demolition compensation.

By the way, who told him this? It was his wife's unborn child.

Two months ago.

Su Hong suddenly started gagging that night. Neither of them had considered that she might be pregnant, as they were usually careful about it.

However, both of them are people who pay attention to their health, and if they feel unwell, they want to see a doctor.

That night, the two of them had a dream in which a chubby white doll was beside a purple giant stick.

The purple stick told them that Su Hong was pregnant with a child, and that the child's origins were extraordinary.

Let them treat the child well.

To that end, they were also told some good news: Xihe Village would be demolished in three years.

They can prepare in advance.

As soon as Pang Jianwen and Su Hong woke up, they immediately began telling each other about their dreams.

It has been confirmed that Su Hong is indeed pregnant.

In addition, the two of them had the exact same dream for a whole month.

Pang Jianwen and Su Hong were convinced.

So, after figuring out the plan, he came to Xihe Village to transfer his household registration.

"Change household registration?"

Inside the house, Li Cuihua couldn't help but speak loudly.

Su Hong nodded with reddened eyes. She leaned on her mother's shoulder. Even without the demolition, returning to the village where she had grown up was quite nice.

But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she immediately spat it out three times.

She still wants the land to be demolished.

"Mother, I'm pregnant again."

Li Cuihua immediately helped Su Hong sit up straight: "What did you say?" Her eyes subconsciously looked at Su Hong's stomach.

Su Hong touched the baby in her belly, her face full of happiness: "Mom, I'm pregnant, and I plan to give birth to the baby."

Li Cuihua stood up abruptly and pointed at Su Hong, saying, "I'll give you one more chance to say the right thing."

It's easy to say "give birth," but before you even give birth, you have to pay a fine and get sterilized.

She knows her daughter; she doesn't know how much money she has to pay.

And they can't even raise their three children properly, yet they still want to have more? Isn't that ridiculous?

Tears welled up in Su Hong's eyes again: "Mother, I know I shouldn't have given birth, but this child is already five months along."

It was too late to take it down.

Seeing that Li Cuihua was still angry, Su Hong told her all the stories about the gods giving her a child in her dream (except for the demolition).

Including the fact that the two of them had the exact same dream for a whole month.

Su Hong: "Mother, this child has a special background, we can't hit him."

"Your daughter might be relying on this doll for the rest of her life."

Li Cuihua hesitated.

Although she is reasonable, she has one flaw: she is superstitious.

Su Hong immediately grasped her mother's weakness and secretly rejoiced, thinking that no one understood her mother better than she did.

Nobody's here!