Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

After listening to her third sister's story, Wang Qi felt sleepy, so she washed her hands and face, lay down on her small bed, and went to sleep.

As for my older sister's matter, we'll talk about it after she wakes up.

Also, she felt that her third sister knew too much about life in the brigade, as if she had lived there herself. She kept this question to herself and would ask her parents when they came back.

The moonlight hung high in the sky, bathing the earth in its glow. A ray of silver light shone through the window onto the round table, bringing a touch of light to the dark room.

Wang Qi's breathing was steady, a smile playing on her lips, as she drifted off into a sweet dream.

Another person, Wang Qing, couldn't sleep in the next room. She went back inside, washed up, and then put her head on the pillow.

A simple remark from her fourth sister terrified her so much that she couldn't close her eyes.

"Third sister, have you ever been to the production brigade?"

Before going to sleep, Wang Lan asked a question out of curiosity, because she heard her third sister's words and they sounded like she had lived through such a life, so she asked casually.

Those with nothing to hide wouldn't take it seriously, but for someone like Wang Qing, whose biggest secret was that she had been reborn, the question made her heart skip a beat.

She answered tremblingly, "No, no."

"oh."

Wang Lan got the answer and didn't think much of it, immediately going to sleep. But Wang Qing was different; she couldn't sleep.

She wondered if her fourth sister had discovered her secret.

Will she be kidnapped?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Cold sweat broke out on her back, and a chill ran from her heart to her brain, as if a cold wind had blown on her, making it impossible for her to escape.

After midnight.

Wang Qing finally managed to fall asleep in a daze.

She was just thinking of testing her fourth sister tomorrow, and also Wang Qi.

Zhang Yanzi and her husband haven't returned yet. It's unlikely they've expressed any significant opinions at Uncle Wang's house or devised any way to avoid going to the countryside.

A few people simply waited in silence for time to pass.

Uncle Wang's youngest daughter, Wang Ziyi, had already gone back to her room to sleep, leaving only the five adults worried.

Wang Tiezhu didn't share his older brother's sentimentality or deep affection for his eldest daughter's move to the countryside. He felt that raising her and sending her to junior high school was already a great kindness.

As for the rest, it's up to their own fate.

"Brother, if you really don't want Ziyi to go to the countryside, why don't you just let her take over your job?"

His distressed expression was unpleasant to look at.

When it came to taking over the job, Uncle Wang hesitated, his face bitter: "You make it sound so easy. My seniority will be recalculated after my maid takes over."

He earns a little over thirty yuan a month, but his daughter only gets a little over ten yuan.

not worth it.

Besides, our daughter will eventually get married, and her job belongs to the Wang family; we can't give it to someone else.

Wang Tiezhu chuckled and revealed his true intentions: "I think it's not just about the reduced wages, but also that you're worried she'll take the job to her in-laws' house and not give it back to you."

"Pah, don't underestimate me."

In the other room, Wang Ziyi pressed her ear against the wall, listening to the conversation inside.

She muttered to herself, never expecting her father to be so cunning. But then she remembered that her mother's job had been given to her older brother.

As one of their two children, I can't leave out anything.

Give them all to her brother.

Her father was right; once she was given the job, she would never hand it over to anyone, not even her future children.

From next door came her father's angry expression, betrayed by her words: "What, second son, would you give your job to your daughter?"

The second son treats his daughter far less well than he treats his daughter.

Wang Tiezhu: "Of course, if my daughter were to go to the countryside, I would immediately hand over my job to her." He has a heart full of love for his daughter.

"I wasn't talking about Bao'er, I was talking about your eldest daughter Hong." Uncle Wang's anger dissipated at his younger brother's righteous indignation; his brother was a simpleton.

He shouldn't hold a grudge against people.

Wang Tiezhu's expression changed: "My eldest daughter and her brother, everyone has their own destiny. If she can find a job, then she won't have to go to the countryside."

There's nothing we can do if we can't find him.

Taking over the job is impossible.

"However, brother, I have a way to keep Ziyi in the city and prevent your job from going to her in-laws?" Wang Tiezhu said with a smile and sincere eyes.

Uncle Wang asked instinctively, "What method?"

Wang Ziyi pressed her ear tightly against the wall, eager to know her uncle's good idea.

"To take in a son-in-law."

"What?" Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang exclaimed in unison.

They thought they had misheard.

Wang Ziyi, who was just a wall away, jumped up with a thud. She was young and had good hearing, so it did sound quite good.

There's no need to integrate into an unfamiliar family.

Instead, he stayed at her house the whole time.

The old lady was old, but she felt that she hadn't misheard. She glanced at her youngest son, as if she were looking at his inner thoughts.

Zhang Yanzi sat down next to Aunt Wang and repeated, "Sister-in-law, he was talking about taking a son-in-law as a wife."

"Think about it, once Ziyi brings a man back, the children she has will also have the surname Wang, and the work will be known as the Wang family. That way, Big Brother won't have to worry about the girl being too outgoing."

There's no need to worry about her bringing her work to her in-laws' house.

As long as they're willing to let her stay and share some of the family's resources with her.

Uncle Wang had never had such rebellious thoughts before. He subconsciously said, "What good man would want to marry into his wife's family?"

Those who are willing to come are all scoundrels.

He's not good enough for his daughter.

His words amused Zhang Yanzi, and in front of everyone, she laughed, "Brother, you're really funny. If your daughter had a job and a house, would she be afraid of not finding a good man?"

"There are many families with many boys who only care about having a good life and don't care about their children."

"Besides, leaders say that men and women are equal. It's normal for women to get married and for men to marry into their wives' families. There's nothing to make a fuss about."

Wang Tiezhu: "Yeah, brother, don't make such an ignorant face."

It was as if the sky had collapsed, but the sky won't collapse just because someone marries into another family.

Uncle Wang couldn't tell whether he was lagging behind or his brother was too advanced. But when he saw his wife's expression, he knew he was normal.

As a normal person, I wonder if he had any ulterior motives for saying those words to his younger brother.

Then I thought of Bao'er.

"Second brother, you want Bao'er to marry into the family, right?"

Wang Tiezhu made no attempt to hide anything: "Yes, Bao'er's mother and I have made up our minds. We'll live with Bao'er and her husband from now on."

"That surpasses Britain and the US?"

"It's fine to marry a wife, or for her to move out; it's fine to live alone." He had no objections.

Uncle Wang remained silent.

His younger brother is really shameless. What family wouldn't try their best to find a wife for their son, for fear of being laughed at if they couldn't get one?

A son-in-law who lives with his wife's family is a laughingstock.

His brother didn't care.

After making a comparison, Uncle Wang suddenly realized that he was a good father, an exceptionally good father.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Tiezhu suggested leaving. The two brothers talked for a while in the courtyard, while Zhang Yanzi talked with Aunt Wang.

In the streets and alleys.

Zhang Yanzi remained silent.

Wang Tiezhu asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did your sister-in-law say something unpleasant?"

Since he started to strive for self-improvement, he has discovered that listening to others say unpleasant things is also a form of suffering.

"No, it was my sister-in-law who said that the policy of children voluntarily going to the countryside is beneficial for the selection of family members for promotion." There was a faint glint in her eyes.

She has five children.

Wang Tiezhu's eyes lit up as well: "That's great!" He wanted to be promoted from an ordinary worker in the workshop to a manager.

The couple returned home tacitly, washed up quietly, and went to bed.

Day two.

As if nothing had happened, she told Bao'er not to run around and went to work.

After testing her fourth sister and finding that she hadn't noticed anything, Wang Qing went to Wang Qi's side after their parents left.

"Little sister."

Wang Qi: What?

"The story I told you about life in the production brigade yesterday was told to me by someone from my classmate's family who went to the countryside. I can't guarantee it's true or not," Wang Qing tried to explain.

Wang Qi held the glittering bead in her hand, looking into Wang Qing's eyes, and saw only a hint of guilt.

She paused for a moment, then nodded. "I understand."

Tonight, I must tell my parents about my third sister's strange behavior.

"Third sister, do your classmates have any job openings?" she asked casually.

Wang Qing was thinking about what she knew from her previous life.

In 1968, the textile factory posted a recruitment notice that lasted for 30 minutes.

The machinery factory recruited workers once in 1969 and once in 1973.

All three job postings required a high school diploma.

"No," she said, sounding disappointed.

If there were suitable candidates, she would definitely tell her older sister, but unfortunately, at this point, a job is a person's life's work.

"oh."

When Wang Qi got tired of playing, she went to read her fourth sister's books.

Only Wang Qing remained squatting in the same spot; she had almost forgotten that she had been reborn.

She was wondering if it was possible to buy a job?

Someone sold it in my previous life.

For example, the female lead.

After Wang Qing died, she saw a book about their world, but she couldn't believe that her world was just a simple book.

The book features Shen Mingzhu as the protagonist, and the story revolves around her, beginning with her being sent to the countryside in 70.

The policy stipulates that every household must have someone go to the countryside.

In the Shen family, Shen Mingzhu's father is the factory director. He wants to set an example and is afraid of being reported, so he plans to send Shen Mingzhu's brother to the countryside.

Shen Mingzhu stayed in the city.

Unexpectedly, Shen Mingzhu's brother foresaw his parents' love for her. Unwilling to go to the countryside, he found someone to marry and successfully stayed in the city.

The highly regarded factory director's family could only send Shen Mingzhu to the countryside.

Before going to the countryside, Shen Mingzhu had already sold her job to a relative. She remembers that the job was as a union officer.

Wang Qing was envious, but she had no money.

But Shen Mingzhu's other golden finger didn't require money; it was a ring she found. The book describes it as a black ring with a water ripple pattern.

On her way back after beating her brother, in a corner of Osmanthus Street.

Wang Qing clenched her fists; she wanted that spiritual spring space.

Buy some seeds, plant them, and she'll have an endless supply of rice.

There's also a spiritual spring inside that can temper the body and increase strength.

So, even if she has to go to the countryside, she won't be afraid.

What about Shen Mingzhu?

Wang Qing thought she would tell Shen Mingzhu about her brother's plot to stay in the city beforehand, so that Shen Mingzhu wouldn't go to the countryside and she wouldn't feel guilty.

noon.

When Wang Hong returned from outside, Wang Qing had already prepared the meal.

I cooked a pot of corn porridge.

I stir-fried cabbage and glass noodles, made a tomato and egg dish, and heated up a chicken leg.

The basket contained steamed buns made from a mixture of two types of flour.

The adults are not home.

Wang Qing called out, "Dinner's ready!"

Wang Chaomei, Wang Chaoying, and Wang Qi appeared.

Wang Hong helped set the table with the bowls and chopsticks, and said to Wang Qing with a slight embarrassment, "Thank you for your hard work, Third Sister."

As the eldest child in the family, she even had her younger sister cook.

Wang Hong was overcome with shame.

"Big sister, finding a job is the important thing for you. Wait until this afternoon, I'll go out and help you find one too." Wang Qing is eleven years old, a capable teenager.

Wang Qi walked past them, sat down in her seat, and waited for the bowl to run to her.

A short while later.

A bowl of corn porridge, a steamed bun, and a chicken leg were all placed in front of her.

Wang Qi ate a chicken leg in one hand and a steamed bun in the other.

All four people at the round table looked at her; the chicken leg in her hand was the one Zhang Yanzi had brought back yesterday.

"Is it good?" Wang Lan sat to the side and licked her lips.

Wang Qi swallowed and nodded: "Delicious." Meat is the most delicious thing.

"Can you give me some?" Wang Chaoying had been at home for over a year and had learned to be polite. She no longer rolled around on the ground, and her eyes looked pitiful.

Wang Chaomei gave a mocking smile.

How could anyone possibly get it? Wang Qi would never share it with anyone else.

She herself couldn't get enough to eat.

No amount of playing the victim will work on her.

As expected, Wang Qi refused: "No." She didn't have enough to eat yet.

"oh."

Wang Chaoying took back the bowl that had been handed to her, without the slightest disappointment, and began to eat the food in front of her with a steamed bun.

If there's a next time, he'll ask again.

Even if he gets it only once out of a hundred times, he still gets to eat it.

in the afternoon.

Wang Ziyi came to find Wang Hong to help her look for a job.

However, her face looked grim, like a hen that had lost a fight but still wanted to lay eggs.

Wang Hong is a considerate person: "What's wrong, Ziyi?" The two are only three months apart in age and usually only call each other by their first names.

"What? I never knew a job could change a person so drastically." She said indignantly.

He rolled his eyes at Wang Chaomei and Wang Chaoying in the yard.

Although Wang Chaomei has grown up, he is not someone who will let others hit him without fighting back.

"Why are you rolling your eyes at me?" He hadn't done anything to wrong her.

Wang Ziyi snorted coldly: "Men, not one of them is good, except for my uncle."

Unexpectedly, Wang Tiezhu one day became a reference point for other men, and a good one at that.

"It's not like I provoked you, are you out of your mind?" Wang Chaomei said, then went out, unwilling to stay at home, feeling bored.

Seeing this, Wang Chaoying also ran out.

Since Wang Ziyi had the idea of ​​marrying into the family, the saying "don't wash your dirty linen in public" was no longer important to her, because the dirty linen to be washed in public belonged to the Wang family and to her.

If she accepts, she can leave.

"Let me tell you, I never imagined that my brother would betray me."

The two grew up together, and Brother Wang took good care of her. They were once a model of brotherly and sisterly affection in the neighborhood.

But now, her brother has learned that she has the idea of ​​marrying into the family and that her father's job is going to be given to her, so he's actually letting his sister-in-law make a scene.

Saying that parents are biased.

They said they wouldn't agree.

Why would a daughter be asked to marry into a family when there is already a son in the family?

Other people will laugh at us if they find out.

"What a joke! There aren't that many jokes. The jokes are the things that come out of their mouths," Wang Ziyi said sarcastically.