Quick Transmigration: Su Cha's Life in That Era

"Mom, I'm home!"

Wu Qingbai entered the courtyard with bags and packages, all smiles.

Then I saw my mom leaning against the door, one side of her face swollen like a steamed bun.

Inside the house, his second sister was hushed and crying as she knocked on the door, begging her mother to open it. She was saying something in a low, muffled voice that he couldn't hear clearly.

Old Deng was lying in front of his mother.

There was a shovel on the ground nearby.

Having been in numerous fights, Wu Qingbai immediately guessed what was going on.

But he thought his mother took the picture, and his second sister was trying to persuade him otherwise.

My mind works very fast; almost within seconds of the last sentence being uttered,

He just laughed and shouted it out.

The noise is so loud that even the neighbors on both sides can hear it.

"My God, Dad, how much have you drunk this time?"

My mom has told me not to drink, not to drink, but you just won't listen.

I brought you some health supplements this time, but I won't leave you the wine.

Mom, what happened to your face?

What?

Dad, you hit my mom?

Sister, don't cry. Get some cool water and put it on Mom's face. I'll go buy some medicine in a bit.

"Dad, what are you doing? We're just getting by, what are you doing? Mom's just telling you to stop drinking."

He muttered to himself, then turned and closed the door.

In recent years, the Wu family has been doing well. The walls are no longer fences, but stone and brick walls, and they are quite high. The main gate is also the kind of iron gate that is tightly closed when shut.

The neighbors on both sides came out to listen to the commotion, but they were only in their own yards and couldn't see anything.

Wu Qingbai knows his neighbors all too well; he's probably listening to their lively conversation in his yard right now.

Xu Xiaolan was about to say something when Wu Qingbai stopped her with a look.

Then, she stared in disbelief as her youngest son walked up to her, put down what he was holding, and began to make the same indistinct, drunken sounds that Wu Dalin used to make, mimicking his mannerisms perfectly.

"Who told her to control my drinking? What's wrong with me having a couple of sips? I'm already this old, if I can't smoke or drink, what's the point of living?"

She just doesn't like me.

She's disgusted with me.

Wu Qiuju thought Wu Dalin had woken up, so she took advantage of Xu Xiaolan's dazed state and pushed open the door to leave the room.

Then I watched helplessly as my younger brother stood there alone, performing while helping his scumbag father up, checking his nose, and feeling his carotid artery.

Wu Qiuju felt like she was seeing things, because she saw disappointment in her younger brother's eyes.

A second after doubting herself, Wu Qiuju realized that Wu Dalin was not dead.

With his mind at ease, he turned his attention to Wu Qingbai and began acting as well.

Xu Xiaolan was stunned.

Who did they learn this from?

If Su Cha were here, she would proudly put her hands on her hips and say to Xu Xiaolan: "She's your precious daughter!"

After Su Cha exposed him once, Wu Qingbai stopped bearing it alone and secretly complained to Su Cha, even imitating Wu Dalin's way of speaking.

At that time, his imitation of Wu Dalin was only slightly similar.

After all, his voice was still that of a child back then, but he learned the movements and expressions very well.

On a whim, Su Cha gave him some advice on how to make him look more like the real person.

He also said, "It's good that you've learned it. Once you can imitate it perfectly, you can even mimic your dad's voice, slander him, and get revenge on him for hitting you."

He even gave a few childish examples.

They're all very young.

But who would have thought I'd need it today?

Although Wu Qiuju didn't visit Su Cha as often as Mao Dan, she still spent a lot of time playing with Su Cha.

Otherwise, this girl wouldn't have been able to withstand the pressure Wu Dalin had placed on her since childhood, let alone step out and dare to pick up a shovel to hit people and save her own mother.

Xu Xiaolan watched helplessly as the two children put on their act.

Wu Qingbai slammed his shovel down, startling him awake.

Wu Qingbai's voice was filled with panic.

"Dad, Dad, Dad, how are you, Dad?"

The voice was hoarse and screaming.

"Second sister, quickly call someone! Dad has hit the back of his head on a shovel. Get him to the hospital, quick!"

I told you not to drink, you wouldn't listen...

When the neighbors heard that something had happened, they quickly called out and asked if they needed help.

And so, a group of people carried Wu Dalin, who had just fallen unconscious, and rushed him to the township hospital.

When Wu Dalin woke up, he found that he couldn't move half of his body, and he couldn't control his mouth, and he was drooling.

She looked pleadingly at her family members beside her.

Wu Qingzhu has also arrived.

He was cursing Wu Qingbai at the door.

When Wu Dalin saw Xu Xiaolan sitting by the bed, her swollen face facing him, he felt a little guilty, as he was already past the effects of the alcohol.

Pretending to be drunk and unable to remember anything, it took a lot of effort to get the information out of him.

"What... what's wrong with me?"

Hearing the noise, Wu Qingzhu and Wu Qingbai entered the house.

Wu Qingzhu's expression was not good.

"I told you not to drink, but you wouldn't listen. My mom tried to stop you, and you even slapped her. Now look what happened! You've got a stroke!"

You said you…

As Wu Qingzhu spoke, she began to berate Wu Qingbai, who had been spoiling Wu Dalin.

After Wu Qingzhu finished speaking, Wu Qingbai explained to Wu Dalin.

"Dad, you've had too much to drink. Mom tried to control you, but you wouldn't listen. You even hit her. My sister tried to talk to you, but you wouldn't listen either. I came back just in time to find you drunk and refusing to listen to anything I said. You were arguing with me and tripped over your own feet, falling and hitting the back of your head on the shovel leaning against the wall."

Fortunately, he fell on the back of the shovel.

You know, I bought you the alcohol, but when have I ever not told you to drink less?

The doctor said that even if you hadn't fallen this time and hadn't had a stroke tonight, you wouldn't last more than a few days.

Early detection makes it easier to treat.

Dad, don't worry, your son has money and will definitely do his best to treat you.

But once this is over, let's not drink anymore.

"You should quit smoking too."

Wu Dalin only suffered a cerebral infarction, not mental impairment.

Moreover, he was drunk yesterday, but only slightly tipsy, and he remembered the details very clearly.

He glanced at Xu Xiaolan and her three children.

He saw the boss's attitude just now.

The second child is unreliable; that's the one she photographed herself.

The third brother was willing to give money to save him, but what he said was clearly siding with his mother and sister, and he was lying through his teeth.

He said he offended three people.

Even if the boss is forced to manage him, he can't be relied upon, especially since the boss doesn't have much money.

He needs the help of his third son to cure his illness.

Wu Dalin immediately followed Wu Qingbai's words and started replying with "ah ah ya ya".

Wu Qingzhu sensed something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

Wu Qingbai had already learned about this from the doctor.

Even if her scumbag father is saved, he will never be the same as before. Even if he recovers, he will be unable to use half of his body and will not pose much of a threat to her mother.

But she needs someone to take care of her.

It's alright, he has money, he can just find someone to take care of him.

Wu Dalin panicked when he saw the people he had hired to take care of him.

He refused and insisted that Xu Xiaolan take care of him.

Xu Xiaolan didn't like to talk to him.

He complained, but no one paid any attention to him. After all, everyone knew from the first day he was hospitalized that he beat his wife after drinking, which was something that would be talked about behind his back in Northeast China.

Everyone says he deserved it.

Even though his wife didn't come to take care of him, his son hired someone. What else does he want?

In an attempt to force Xu Xiaolan to take care of him, Wu Dalin began using a series of underhanded tactics. When he found that these were ineffective, he resorted to his ultimate weapon...