Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

787: Chapter 780: Du Du’s College Entrance Exam 787: Chapter 780: Du Du’s College Entrance Exam When Tian Xinhua and Sisi returned from their honeymoon, they coincidentally caught Du Du’s first day of the high school exams.

Initially, Tian Xinhua wanted to stay out for a few more days.

This past month with Sisi was indescribably wonderful and nourishing!

However, his wife had their son in her thoughts, so he begrudgingly returned, already planning in his mind that if the son doesn’t perform well, he would definitely use the little whip for wasting his old man’s three-day honeymoon.

This year, only Du Du is taking the exams.

Lei Haiyang and the little leopard already passed last year.

Lei Haiyang got into Jing University and the little leopard into military school—both did quite well.

Huahua and Mao Dou will take theirs next year, and both kids have good grades.

As long as there’s no unforeseen incident, getting into a top university should be no problem.

Sisi insisted on waiting at the exam venue entrance, saying she wanted to cheer their son on.

Tian Xinhua couldn’t argue, so he followed and held the umbrella while fanning her.

There was a reason for Sisi’s dedication to waiting outside the exam venue.

In her past life, on the first morning of her own high school exams, Zhong Juying was too calm and prepared to go about her usual business, as if nothing special was happening.

Sisi, thinking her mother might not know, had deliberately mentioned it.

Her mom replied, “You’re the one taking the exam; what help can I give?

Can I sit the test or give you more marks?

Didn’t study well and only learned these wicked ways—now hurry to your exam.”

Thus, Sisi had to attend the exams alone with a sense of grievance.

After the test ended, she saw parents at the gate serving their children green bean soup, fanning them, and wiping faces with ice towels, while she stood alone, feeling a deep ache in her heart.

It was precisely because of this painful experience in her past life that she insisted on being outside the gate during Du Du’s exams; she wouldn’t let her son inherit her regrets.

Tian Xinhua wondered why his wife suddenly looked melancholic, quickly pulling Sisi under the shade and fanning vigorously.

“If I fan faster, you won’t be hot anymore!

I told you not to come—it’s sweltering out here.

If you get heatstroke, it’ll be me worrying.”

Listening to Tian Xinhua’s caring words, Sisi burst into a laugh and stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek, saying sweetly, “Brother Xin Hua, I really like you!”

Tian Xinhua first felt delighted, then shy, looking around to ensure nobody noticed, finally reassuringly responding by giving Sisi a firm kiss on her cheek.

“Who else would you like if not me?” he said braggingly.

Sisi sat on the steps, smiling contentedly.

In her past life, familial bonds had been thin, leaving her solitary.

Yet in this life, she had an adoring husband and family, as well as smart, adorable children—even God would envy her.

What was there to regret?

She leaned her head against Tian Xinhua’s shoulder as a gentle breeze passed, making one feel languid.

After being kept up last night, and rising early to stew green bean soup for her son, Sisi couldn’t help but shut her eyes and drift off to sleep, leaning against Tian Xinhua.

“Remember to wake me when Du Du comes out!”

Mumbling this reminder to Tian Xinhua, Sisi fell asleep.

Tian Xinhua carefully moved Sisi’s head onto his lap before gently rocking the fan, making sure the woman resting there was comfortable.

Gazing at the still-beautiful face of Sisi, Tian Xinhua smiled satisfyingly, unable to keep from tracing the contours of her crescent-shaped eyebrows with rough fingers, looking utterly doting.

“Wow, Dad and Mom are showing off their love again—tsk-tsk, don’t they see where they are?

It doesn’t make a great impression!”

A group of mischievous little heads peeked from beneath a big tree nearby, with Ya Ya at the front pretending to shield her eyes in feigned shyness.

Huahua disdainfully slapped Ya Ya’s head, “Keep jabbering.

I dare you to say it in Uncle Tian’s face, and see if he doesn’t give you a whooping!”

Ya Ya shrunk her neck, stubbornly retorting, “Why wouldn’t I say it?

Hmph, I’d say the same thing to my dad’s face.”

Mao Dou rolled her eyes at the duo, growling low, “Quit bickering; let’s go greet Aunt and wait for Brother.”

“Dad (Uncle, Uncle Tian).”

When Tian Xinhua saw this group of kids, he felt weary, especially since his daughter seemed to have grown threefold.

Back when he doted on his daughter because she was precious, Ya Ya certainly had him wrapped around her finger like a little princess, spoiled to no end.

Well, this led to major troubles—and at the age of seven or eight, Ya Ya began showing a bit of mischief, became daring beyond belief, reigning like a bully in school, even more domineering than Du Du and the rest before her.

The key was that she was damn good at playing innocent—presenting herself as super obedient before teachers.

Even now, teachers from Ya Ya’s kindergarten and elementary school still praised Tian Yajing for being gentle, helpful, well-mannered, and a top student in both conduct and studies.

Had Tian Xinhua not witnessed that pretense live, he’d surely have thought the student described by the teachers were someone else’s kid!

Thus, Tian Xinhua resolved to no longer spoil his daughter, adopting the same strict approach used with his son—without faltering, helping Ya Ya improve significantly, preventing her from completely growing astray.

“Dad, what did Mom cook that’s good?

Bring it out to eat!” Ya Ya shouted casually.

Tian Xinhua’s head throbbed again, with a stern expression saying, “Eat at home; don’t make a fuss here.

If you wake your mom, I’ll whip you!”

Ya Ya shrank her neck again, dared not make another sound, quietly sitting aside feigning being a lady.

Today’s outfit was a white dress, combined with her height, giving her a resemblance to the goddess’s attendant, making other parents gaze, murmuring, “Whose kid is this, looking so pretty!”

After the bell sounded, a group of students filed out.

The parents eagerly welcomed them, anxiously asking about their kids’ conditions.

Du Du emerged, looking very relaxed, without any sign of having just completed a test—his brows and eyes full of ease.

“Ya Ya, fetch the insulated bottle with iced green bean soup from the car for your brother to drink.”

Tian Xinhua directed daughter to get the snacks, carefully covering Sisi’s ears, worried the surrounding noise might awaken the sleeping woman.

Du Du glanced at his parents, who were so affectionate it was almost sickly, shooting Mao Dou a look making a face like he couldn’t take it, to which Mao Dou returned with a playful expression.

“Dad, you’re not so young anymore, take it easy at night—see how you’ve worn Mom out!” Du Du said slyly, with a wink and a nudge.

Tian Xinhua’s headache intensified; he was truly raising sons and daughters—like they were here to collect debts!

Scowling, he hollered, “Drink the green bean soup and get in the car.

If you haven’t tested well, watch how I whip you!”

After that, he went back to the car, carrying Sisi—his blushing ear tips betrayed his inner embarrassment.

Damn it, he was teased by his own son!

Ya Ya rubbed her eyes, peering carefully, skeptically asking Huahua, “Sister Huahua, why are my dad’s ears so red?

It’s not even that hot!”

Hahaha!

Collective laughter erupted…

Du Du patted his sister’s head, knowingly saying, “Little sister, still too young!”