The Scum Dad's Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Kid

Jiang Ranran was the cutest little darling in Daozi Village.

On her third birthday, a strange screen appeared in her mind.

The kind older brothers and sisters on the screen told Ranran:

"Ranran, your dad is a deadbeat. He'll abandon you and marry someone else, then spoil the daughter she brings with her rotten."

"Ranran, your deadbeat dad will turn bad once he has money. Secretly save it and don't give it to him."

Ranran pestered her dad until he taught her a few characters. Once she understood what they meant, however vaguely, she wondered:

Was Daddy going to abandon her?

Her eyes reddened, and she burst into tears.

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Jiang Zhile had once been a highly respected scholar in Daozi Village. At fifteen, he married a woman to bring good fortune to a sick person, but it didn't work, and his biased old grandmother eventually passed away.

At nineteen, he failed the county exam. After his eldest and second eldest brothers drove him out, he was left with a three-year-old burden in tow.

Jiang Zhile had never really raised his daughter. The little girl was quiet and obedient, as soft as tender tofu, so delicate he hardly dared touch her.

He was young, not very patient when it came to caring for others, and entirely focused on making something of himself.

Then one day, the tiny girl buried herself in his arms and wailed, calling for her dad between hiccups.

Jiang Zhile rolled up his sleeves, scooped Ranran up with one arm, and grabbed a stick with the other. His voice was harsh and his expression fierce. "Who bullied you?"

The little one said nothing and cried even harder.

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At first.

Jiang Zhile: What a good girl. The villagers can help raise her, so I don't have to worry. That's great.

Later.

Jiang Zhile: My daughter's too adorable. What can I do? I'll earn money and raise her properly.

Later still.

Jiang Zhile: Why is everyone always trying to take my daughter? Get lost!

After they arrived in the capital,

His superior wanted to marry him to his widowed young daughter.

That woman also had a little girl named Weiwei, the same age as Ranran.

Weiwei: "Uncle, could you be my dad? I like you!"

Jiang Zhile: "I only have one daughter. Don't go calling other people Dad, little rascal."

Reborn Song Xuewei: This isn't how it happened in my previous life!

My next planned novel, Second Marriage. Here's the blurb:

After Zhu Zhu got married, everyone thought she had landed in a miserable situation.

Her husband was an idle wastrel, a lover of men, and a lecherous bastard.

Because her concubine-stepmother made a scene, Zhu Zhu ended up marrying the man who was supposed to marry her younger half-sister.

Zhu Zhu cried all night, then went to the wedding with puffy eyes.

The next day, when she went to serve tea, her imposing stepmother-in-law sat in the seat of honor, while her husband, who had left her alone all night, trembled like a quail.

Zhu Zhu's eyes lit up. Hiding her fear, she gazed at her stepmother-in-law with adoration, ready to cling to her for support.

Her stepmother-in-law liked tea, so Zhu Zhu learned to brew it. Her stepmother-in-law was in poor health, so Zhu Zhu made medicinal dishes. Her bedding was cold at night, so Zhu Zhu warmed it for her.

Zhu Zhu felt as if she'd fallen into a pool of honey. Other mothers-in-law imposed rules on their daughters-in-law, brought in concubines, and demanded sons. But Zhu Zhu's wonderful mother-in-law taught her to write, gave her a private kitchen, and made her husband impotent!

"Zhu Zhu." A hand, harder than any ordinary woman's, gripped her chin. "You'll never have to worry about illegitimate children again. Are you happy?"

Zhu Zhu trembled. "I-I'm happy."

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The talk in the capital gradually changed. Everyone said Zhu Zhu had married well. Men were fickle and unfaithful, and who knew the misery of serving one's husband's parents, raising his illegitimate children, and managing the household!

Only Zhu Zhu had won the favor of her stepmother-in-law, who brought her to live in her own courtyard. Everything she ate, wore, and used was top quality, and they said her mother-in-law couldn't bear to let her go at night, so she stayed in her room.

Every night, Zhu Zhu curled up beneath the covers, her eyes red and her gaze timid, as the man guided her hand to rest against his chest...

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The day Zhu Zhu learned her mother-in-law was a man, she cried loudly.

Who would have thought that losing her beloved, wonderful mother-in-law would get Zhu Zhu a husband who would one day become emperor!

Theme: Everyone is the protagonist of their own world and can live a life that shines.