Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

(All the smaller worlds are fictional.)

(Forget your brain and just read!)

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"Where am I?"

Mingqi couldn't open her eyes. It felt as if her whole body was trapped in a fixed black hole. She stretched out her newly grown foot and kicked.

She heard a sentence that stunned her so much that she almost died on the spot and could continue to be a ghost in the underworld.

"Is Bao'er greeting her mother?"

Her voice was gentle, but she said "Mom?"

She, Mingqi, was clearly a spirit, born of nature, and became an old ghost in the underworld after death. Where did she get a mother?

Subconscious thought prompted Mingqi to move her hands.

She moved.

The key wrapped around her wrist also started to move, emitting a white light, with a line of words faintly visible on it.

Another male voice came through: "Hey, Bao'er is really greeting us. Does she know we're her parents?"

A gentle female voice rang out: "Of course, Lao Wang, Bao'er is very smart. You have to keep working overtime and earning more money so that our Bao'er can have a good life after she is born."

The man's voice was deep and resolute: "You're right, we can't mistreat the children."

"But shouldn't you also try to find a job? Two people earning the same salary is better than one person."

A woman's voice rang out, sounding dejected: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that you know how highly high school students are fighting over jobs, and I'm at a disadvantage with only an elementary school education."

"How about I go and ask Director Shen for help?"

"...Alright."

Mingqi couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep.

She had probably slept for a month, and her mind was a little foggy. Fortunately, she remembered how she had come into the woman's arms.

She was drawn by a burst of white light from the treasure.

According to the underworld, it means being reborn as a human.

But Mingqi was not happy. She felt refreshed and had no desire to be human in the underworld.

It must be that Yama thought she was too popular, and perhaps she led the ghosts in Yama's palace to revolt, driving Yama down, which is why he pettily threw her into the human world.

woohoo~

This won't end until she gets back!

No, no, Mingqi has fallen asleep again.

Two familiar voices, one female and one male, would often appear and disappear intermittently.

Mother and father?

Having overheard their conversation, Mingqi felt they were competent and knew how to care for their baby.

Oh right, how old is she again? Seven months.

"Seven months." The woman exuded a gentle aura, and any stranger with eyes could see that she was a good mother in the conventional sense.

The elderly neighbor smiled and nodded: "You're about to give birth, so why are you still making cardboard boxes? Bending over all the time isn't good for the baby."

The woman sitting to the side nodded in agreement: "It's not good. Better safe than sorry."

They all advised her to make fewer boxes, which really meant to stop competing with them.

Yes, the number of paper boxes and matchboxes is fixed.

If one more person takes on jobs, others can only take on fewer jobs.

Normally, the neighbors wouldn't say anything bad about the children to this woman or advise her not to do chores, because she had never done them before.

Recently, however, not only her, but even her husband, have been behaving in a completely different way than before.

Men are inherently lazy and sexist, but now they have to work overtime every day, and they always say it's to earn money for baby formula for the baby in their belly.

Most importantly, even his two sons were put to use—for what? Collecting trash, saving it for the baby in his belly.

Women are lazy and also favor sons over daughters. Now, they have to make money by pasting paper boxes every day, saying it's to save for their children.

Of course, none of the three girls had a moment of relaxation as they followed along.

The neighbors reacted to Old Wang and his wife with a mixture of fear and curiosity, wanting to know what kind of novel child was in the womb that could supposedly transform its parents even before birth.

The woman, Zhang Yanzi, thought this made no sense at first, but upon closer examination, she found it to make some sense.

She thought that bending over often was fine, but pregnant women are vulnerable.

So Zhang Yanzi said to the neighbor's granddaughter who was playing nearby, "Xiao Niu, go to my house and call your sister Sanya for me, tell her I need something."

Little Niu, his cheeks puffed out as if about to burst, said, "Aunt Zhang, my name isn't Little Niu, it's Niu Lanhua."

Zhang Yanzi replied perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, go quickly. I'll treat you to candy after my baby is born."

A suspicious trickle of saliva appeared at the corner of Niu Lanhua's mouth as she smoothly moved her throat. Candy was something all children loved to eat.

"Okay, I'll go now."

I was planning to finish this round of beanbag tossing before going to play.

Candy may be available.

She waved to her friends, "You guys play first," and ran home.

Grandma Niu Lan Hua: "..."

She glanced at Zhang Yanzi and said, "How could you say something like that, eating candy meant for the baby in her belly?"

Only her orchid is small and doesn't quite catch up, so she always runs super fast to help.

Three minutes later.

Niu Lanhua came running over with a little girl who looked about three or four years old.

Wang Sanya called out cautiously, "Mom."

"Hey, come here, take this." It was a cardboard box, and inside were boxes that hadn't been glued yet.

Zhang Yanzi was unwilling to give up the opportunity to make money, nor did she want anything to happen to the baby in her womb, so she thought of asking Sanya to help her carry the cardboard box.

She could reach it without bending over.

Pick one up and paste it on.

Wang Sanya held on without moving, her eyes occasionally glancing at her mother's belly.

My second sister said there was a doll inside.

Will the doll like her?

Or will he hit her like he did with his brother?

As the sun sets and the red sunset rises, it looks as beautiful as a painting in the heavens, but sadly, it cannot last.

Wang Erya, the second daughter of the Wang family who changed her name to Wang Qing in her previous life, took the cardboard box from her third sister, which was taller than her: "I'll take it. Let's go home."

Zhang Yanzi made no comment on their behavior.

Once home, he instructed, "Er Ya, go cook; San Ya, go start the fire."

Wang Qing and Wang Erya did not refuse.

Seven-year-old Wang Qing first put the cardboard box inside the house, then took her third sister's hand and went to the stove. She first lit a spark with a match, and then let her third sister watch.

Don't let it go out.

Wang Sanya nodded obediently.

Her second sister is very good to her, especially during this time, taking care of her like a mother would take care of a baby.

Her blushing face showed no abnormality under the burning fire.

More than ten minutes later.

Wang Tiezhu, a man from the Wang family, exuding an honest and simple demeanor, went home from get off work.

His laughter echoed as he entered the house.

Zhang Yanzi was lying on a recliner, talking to the baby in her belly.

Wang Tiezhu washed his hands and wiped the dirt off his clothes before sitting down on the stool next to Zhang Yanzi.

"Is Bao'er being good?"

"Sweetie, you're being so kind to me, not moving at all."

"You already care about people even before you're born, Yanzi. Bao'er truly is our first good child."

Wang Qing and Wang Sanya, who were cooking: "..."

The two Wang siblings standing at the door: "..."

Question: Aren't they human beings?