Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

night.

After dinner, Wen Zheng and Zhao Yifeng talked about their casual conversation with their mothers that day.

"I was confused for a moment. I was thinking that I didn't want people to look down on Aqi. I thought they were siblings and wouldn't hold it against them."

How can you force a child to do something that she herself cannot do?

Zhao Yifeng hadn't thought about this at all. His ideas were different from Wen Zheng's. He believed that as the father, the child should listen to him.

Disobeying one's father is a grave act of filial impiety.

"Don't overthink it. We are parents, and no child would resent their parents."

Zhao Yifeng paused, then said, "But then again, given the current situation, it's best to avoid trouble if possible."

He gently patted Wen Zheng's hand: "They are already blessed enough to be our children. You don't need to feel guilty for favoring Aqi over them."

He didn't have a good life like his children when he was young, but he didn't have any complaints about his parents.

Wen Zheng glanced at him and felt that he was more justified than her in believing that favoritism was not her fault, but a mistake that all parents make.

Mistakes that everyone makes are not really mistakes.

"I know."

She didn't think she was wrong, but she felt she should have been more restrained.

Three days later.

The land deeds, house deeds, and other documents have been transferred to Zhao Qi's name, and even the trunks and boxes have been stored away in the warehouse for her.

Around noon.

Wen Zhenghe held up a red box and said to his daughter, who had her eyes open, "It's all yours."

Zhao Qi tried to get it, but she couldn't get up at all.

Zhao Yifeng pushed the red box towards her, and his daughter's eyes were fixed on the box, her gaze unwavering.

He laughed and said, "She knows what good things are."

"As expected of my child." He couldn't help but praise himself again.

Wen Zheng chuckled, disagreeing in his heart. She was clearly like her; she had loved money since she was a child.

Aqi is just like her mother.

Look, Aqi is reaching out to her, making "ah ah" sounds.

The light streaming through the window shone directly on the faces of the three of them, revealing identical smiles.

"Hahaha."

Three-year-old Zhao Qi laughed heartily at the little boy who had fallen to the ground.

April is now, which is springtime, one of the best seasons of the year.

She had two little pigtails in her hair, wore a narrow-sleeved red shirt and blue pants, and was laughing while clutching her stomach.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes shone like stars.

Ten-year-old Zhao Huan refused the servant's help and stubbornly stood up on his own, turning back to glare at his younger sister.

"You're still laughing? If you hadn't been so eager to pull me out, I wouldn't have fallen!" Zhao Huan's eyes flashed with anger; he regretted bringing his sister out.

Zhao Qi covered her face with his chubby hands, rubbed it, and slowly the laughter stopped.

"Brother, good brother, I didn't mean to, it's just..." Her brother had fallen flat on his back, which was the first time she had ever seen him like that.

Zhao Huan raised her hand: "Alright, alright, I don't want to hear what you have to say next." In short, she didn't say anything nice.

He had someone brush the dust off his clothes, then wiped his face with a handkerchief and asked the servants around him if he was clean.

It wasn't over until he had a clean, long face again.

Zhao Qi waited for him to dry his hands before taking his hand. The two of them excitedly ran to the front yard, but there was no one there.

"daughter."

Zhao Qi released Zhao Huan's hand, ran into the house, and shouted inside.

She usually received a reply, but today there was no familiar voice answering her. Zhao Huan followed her in and told her, "They must have left."

Zhao Qi also realized this. She slapped her hands together, her chubby cheeks puffing out, and turned to complain to the person.

"Brother, it's all your fault. If you hadn't wasted so much time, we definitely would have made it."

Zhao Huan: "..."

"I kindly took you to see my brother's blind date, is that wrong?"

Zhao Qi waved his hand, correcting him.

"It wasn't out of kindness, I paid for it."

Zhao Huan thought of the ten taels of silver he had received, never imagining that one day he would have to bend over backwards for money.

He muttered to himself that if his parents hadn't cut off his allowance, he wouldn't have listened to Zhao Qi's orders.

"Okay, you've paid. Do you still want to go?"

"...want."

Zhao Huan suggested, "Go to the front yard and find Father. Ask him to give us ten guards, and then we'll take a carriage to Xining Temple to find Mother."

"Go ahead, I'm the one who's paying." Zhao Qi wasn't stupid. She paused for a moment and then said, "Young man, I'm giving you money so you can persuade my mother to take me to see my older brother's blind date."

"You failed to do it, so you have to refund my money."

Zhao Huan: "..."

Who says three-year-olds are stupid? This one in his family is anything but stupid.

He clapped his hands, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, I'll go."

It's just running errands, Zhao Huan comforted herself, she couldn't possibly return the money just for running errands.

Then he fell for nothing!

Zhao Qi nodded and waited, while Zhao Huan ran outside to find someone and a car.

Fifteen minutes later.

Not only did Zhao Huan return on his own, but he also brought Zhao Yue, who was dressed in red, with him. He came back to explain to Zhao Qi that his father had instructed him to do so.

Zhao Yue carried a sword in her hand, the scabbard of which was engraved with a five-petaled flower, giving it a mysterious appearance.

"elder sister."

"Hmm, do you want to go see your older brother's blind date or go out and have some fun?"

Zhao Qi honestly replied, "I want both."

Zhao Yue walked over and patted her round head: "Let's go."

The three of them got into the carriage, and Zhao Yifeng sent thirty guards to follow them, protecting the carriage closely.

The sound of horses' hooves rang out.

set off.

Xining Temple.

Wen Zheng and Zhao Yan were also getting off the carriage. They had just arrived at the foot of the mountain and needed to walk halfway up the mountain to reach the temple.

Halfway there, Wen Zheng waved her hand, signaling the servants to move a few steps away from them, as she had some private things to say to her eldest son.

"Ah Yan, it's okay if you refuse." She walked up the steps, her tone gentle.

The woman Zhao Yan was going on a blind date with this time was none other than a newly appointed official from the capital. Two years ago, the original official had been transferred away from Youzhou.

Zhao Yan smiled; he knew his mother was afraid of upsetting him.

But some things always have to be done by someone.

Some grievances always have to be endured by someone.

"Mother, you've dedicated your life to the family, yet you married a merchant who only wanted to repay a debt of gratitude. I'm just marrying a woman of equal social standing, what's wrong with that?"

As long as he is the heir of the Zhao family.

Zhao Yan was willing to do it.

Wen Zheng glanced at him, nodded, and the mother and son remained silent.

After climbing halfway up the mountain, they arrived at Xining Temple. They first went to the main hall to offer incense. Wen Zheng did not believe in Buddhism, so she simply lit the incense and bowed.

"What? The Buddha statues in the temple are made of gold?"

On the other side, Zhao Qi was just surprised by how wealthy Xining Temple was.

He's richer than her.

She doesn't have her own golden statue.