After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

When Zheng Nanzhi was in junior high school, she had already blossomed into a beautiful young woman.

Now she is incredibly beautiful, and she can sing and dance beautifully; she's the class's arts and culture leader.

Zheng Nanzhi started learning to dance and play the piano from a young age. She can do a little bit of everything, but she is not good at anything. Her favorite thing is dancing.

Why? Because she thought her figure was so beautiful when she danced, and Zheng Nanzhi thought that she should grow up to be a graceful and elegant young woman, so she kept working hard in that direction.

As soon as she stepped into the house, she saw her parents with several guests. Zheng Nanzhi didn't recognize any of them, but she still went over to greet them.

"Mom and Dad, I'm home." Then she looked at the unfamiliar uncles and asked her dad with her eyes: How should I address them?

Zheng Jin walked to his daughter's side, took her little hand, and introduced her to the people sitting in the living room.

Zheng Jin first introduced his beloved daughter to Luo Wen and the others: "This is my little darling, Zheng Nanzhi."

Then she turned to Zheng Nanzhi with a smile and said, "Come on, baby, this is your Uncle Jiang, Uncle Cheng, and your great-uncle. Go and say hello to your elders."

After Zheng Nanzhi sweetly called out to everyone, Cheng Qingsong and the others handed over large red envelopes.

This was the first time Zheng Nanzhi had ever seen someone from her hometown come to her home. It wasn't that no one from her hometown had ever come before, but people her father's age or friends had never come before.

As for Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, they did come a few times, but later it seemed that Dad became more and more distant from them.

Jiang Yu said happily, "I remember when Zhizhi was little, you took her back to your hometown for the New Year, and I even held her in my arms. In the blink of an eye, she has grown into a young lady. Time really flies!"

Wen Yi smiled and chimed in, "That's right, but that was 10 years ago. Although we all come from the same place, every time I go back to my hometown for the New Year, it seems like I completely miss you guys. We're just not meant to be!"

Wen Yi didn't really care about these things, but it seems that they rarely saw each other since her divorce from Cheng Qingsong.

She was very happy, even though they were from the same village. But she didn't pay special attention to Cheng Qingsong's news.

Perhaps our fate has run its course; even if we live close by, we will never meet.

After introducing his daughter, Zheng Jin urged her to do her homework, then happily sat down next to his wife, took her hand in his, and continued their pleasant chat with the others that had been interrupted.

Zheng Jin asked with a grin, "You guys seem to have been working in other provinces for the past few years. Why are you back this year? Are you planning to come back and develop your career here?"

Luo Wen also replied with a smile, "We haven't gone that far. We've been in the provincial capital for almost 10 years. A few of us partnered up to open a hotel, and business is booming. We've made some money. Now that we've heard the county town is developing quite well, we wanted to come and see if there are any business opportunities."

Jiang Yu chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, short videos are all the rage now, and our county is close to the scenic area. So we thought we'd come and check it out, see if we could open a hotel nearby."

After they finished speaking, Zheng Jin knew perfectly well that they had come to him because they wanted something from him.

He's not short of money now, it's just that his demeanor and attire are too understated, so who would guess he's a rich man?

When the villagers came, they saw him like this and assumed he was just making a living by collecting rent.

However, his business is indeed quite profitable now. People are tired of eating big meals and want to try some wild delicacies.

So his agricultural product store is doing quite well.

Many of the land and properties he bought were requisitioned, and he also bought houses in the city and province, all of which were in locations with great development potential.

So after being requisitioned, they had both a house and money, so they weren't short of money at all.

He's lost interest in making money now; it comes too quickly. All he wants to do is relax with his wife and daughter.

If his daughter weren't still in school, he would have taken his wife on a road trip.

Everything is developing so fast now that he can hardly keep up. Before, there were only low-rise houses, but now everywhere he goes are skyscrapers.

They don't see any difference in their county town yet, but now, if you don't know the streets and roads, you'll get lost.

Just like they said, their county is close to a 5A-level scenic spot, and now there are many people with spare money. In the past, they would travel abroad, but now the domestic tourism industry has also developed.

With a large flow of people, there's a need for accommodation, so it's understandable that they want to build a hotel here.

But their sudden visit to him was something he couldn't understand.

Cheng Qingsong coughed twice and continued the topic about Jiang Yu, "We've come to see you now because we heard you own a piece of land and we wanted to ask you about it."

Zheng Jin suddenly realized, "Yes, I did buy such a piece of land."

He didn't want to buy it at the time, but Wen Yi persuaded him, so he bought it anyway, since it was bought as land and wasn't worth much.

"So you want that land?"

"Yes……"

After that, they discussed what to do with the land, how to do it, and whether the prospects were good.

The Zheng family has guests today, so they hired someone to cook and clean.

After they finished dinner, Wen Yi and Zheng Jin saw them off. The two of them then held hands and went to a nearby square to watch people doing square dancing.

Wen Yi also likes to dance, and Zheng Jin has no choice but to accompany her, even acting as her dance partner when needed.

There's no way around it. If he doesn't learn to dance, other men will try to seduce his wife. Do you think he can tolerate that?

Zheng Jin and his group hadn't gone far; they were still in a nearby square, watching Wen Yi dancing with the older women on the dance floor from a distance.

Luo Wen sighed, "She didn't marry the wrong person. Her personality hasn't changed. Only a woman who is well protected and lives in love can remain unchanged for decades."

Jiang Yu didn't care about anyone's feelings and said directly, "If Wen Yi were with Qing Song, I don't think she would be so carefree."

Seeing Cheng Qingsong's ashen face, he remained unfazed and continued to ask, "Isn't that right? Qingsong, are you, at your young age, willing to go back to your hometown with her to develop your career?"

“Look, she went back to her hometown and is still living a life where she has no shortage of money or love. Why should she worry and doubt with you every day, wondering if you are having an affair with that woman, or why you are spending time alone with her?”

"Do you think this kind of life is tiring? If it were me, I would also choose Zhengjin."

Cheng Qingsong watched the well-matched couple in the distance. Zheng Jin's eyes never left Wen Yi. When he saw an old man coming up to dance with Wen Yi, he immediately stepped forward to stop him.

It seems that only he is trapped in the memories of the past, unable to extricate himself.

His deep affection only moved himself, while Wen Yi had no need for his feigned affection.

In the long journey of life, we often face many choices and decisions.

However, it is precisely these seemingly unintentional choices that often determine the direction of our future and even affect our lifelong happiness.

Through countless hesitations, waverings, and missed opportunities, we gradually come to understand that some things, once missed, are gone forever; and some people, once turned away from, become eternal regrets.