Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

After exchanging a few words with Bao'er, Zhao Mingde said, "How about Grandma Zheng takes Bao'er to the living room to eat some chicken cake?"

He and Director Shen still had things to discuss.

Wang Qi looked at him, then glanced back at Director Shen, and nodded: "Okay."

Grandma Zheng had already come over and reached out to take her hand. Wang Qi reached out her hand, and the two of them, one big and one small, held hands and came out together. Wang Tiezhu wanted to follow, but was stopped by Director Shen.

Wang Qi, Shen Mingzhu, and Director Wei sat together on the sofa.

Director Wei looked at Wang Qi, who was sitting in the middle, to his right. Wang Qi's face was no longer as round as when she was a child. He sighed and said, "Bao'er has lost weight. When you came to my house last time, your face was still round."

She gestured to her face, saying, "Now I have a round face."

Shen Mingzhu, sitting on the other side, also looked at Wang Qi's face. She had lost weight; compared to last time, she was now about the size of a palm-sized round apple or a fist-sized round apple.

Wang Qi pinched her cheek, and the flesh was still trembling: "Mom said that I became thin because I grew taller."

She clenched her fist, looked up and boasted, "My strength hasn't decreased, it's actually increased quite a bit."

For her, weight doesn't matter; as long as she has enough strength, that's her biggest advantage.

Director Wei asked in surprise, "Is Bao'er really that strong?"

Apart from the Wang family and Principal Qi, Wang Qi had never displayed her great strength in front of outsiders. No one knew that a six-year-old child possessed such overwhelming power.

She can now lift 300 pounds.

Shen Mingzhu also looked at her small figure with curiosity.

Wang Qi nodded: "Very big." She looked at Shen Mingzhu, her expression full of confidence: "I can lift Sister Mingzhu up."

"One hand," she added.

Shen Mingzhu looked thin and frail, weighing no more than 100 pounds.

"Lift me up?" Shen Mingzhu couldn't believe the child had that kind of strength.

"Let's arm wrestle, Bao'er." She wanted to give it a try.

Wang Qi could see her disbelief, but she wasn't surprised, after all, no one is her: "Okay, come on." She placed her hand on the square table, which was about the same height as the sofa.

Director Wei glanced at the excitement in Wang Qi's eyes, shook his head and smiled, "They're just kids."

Shen Mingzhu grasped the little hand and suddenly realized that she was bullying the child. The child liked to exaggerate, but she was just stating the facts and pointing it out.

Her beautiful face flushed, and she said shyly, "Baby, don't worry about winning or losing, I'll treat you to shaved ice later."

Wang Qi didn't want to take advantage of others: "Next time, I'll treat you too, Sister Mingzhu."

Shen Mingzhu nodded with a smile, but the smile only lasted for three seconds. She watched as half of her hand easily pressed down on her large hand.

You can't move your hands.

"You, you really have strength?"

"Hmm~"

He then released Shen Mingzhu's hand.

Director Wei and Grandma Zheng both held Wang Qi's little hands and looked at them. They couldn't tell that her hands were stronger than those of a typical teenager.

The "half-grown child" refers to Shen Mingzhu.

Director Wei: "Bao'er, I thought..." He thought the child was just joking.

"So it's true that you can lift up your sister Mingzhu?" she asked, her gentle eyes filled with curiosity.

Wang Qi sensed all eyes on her and couldn't help but smirk smugly: "Yes, of course it's true. I can even lift my big round table."

Grandma Zheng: "Oh dear, oh dear, my darling, can you let Grandma Zheng see this for herself?"

She had never seen a child with such great strength.

Director Wei also wanted to see it, but he was too embarrassed to join in.

Shen Mingzhu's eyes were already fixed on Wang Qi, as if she were looking at a treasure.

"it is good."

Wang Qi looked at Grandma Zheng: "This table?"

"it is good."

As soon as Grandma Zheng finished speaking, a square table in front of her was lifted up to the same height as Wang Qi.

The three of them stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

Not only them, but also Director Shen, who was leaving the house, opened his mouth wide, as did Zhao Mingde, who was also seeing the scene in the living room.

Only Wang Tiezhu, with an arrogant expression, looked down at everyone in the room except for his Bao'er, like a rooster that had just crowed.

He was the second person to discover Bo-er's strength.

The Shen family of three left in a daze, while Zhao Mingde and Grandma Zheng excitedly discussed Wang Qi's power.

Wang Tiezhu and his daughter Wang Qi returned home uneventfully.

Sunrise and sunset, the clock never stops.

In the blink of an eye, it's graduation season again.

Wang Qi is nine years old. After graduating from elementary school, she will be a junior high school student after the summer vacation.

Wang Qing, who was about to graduate, slowly walked to the gate of the primary school, waiting for his fourth sister, Wang Qi, and Wang Chaoying to go home together.

She really didn't want to face Wang Chaomei, who was in a rage, alone at home.

Wang Chaomei, eighteen years old, is unemployed and about to be sent to the countryside. He is trying hard to stay in the city, but Wang Qing feels that he will not be able to stay.

Because if you're hanging yourself, people who don't care about you will think you're swinging on a swing.

Just as Wang Chaomei was jumping around every day, almost cutting his wrists, his mother and father thought he was missing and worried about home, and comforted him to rest assured.

They will live a good life after he leaves.

Wang Qi and Wang Qing went up and down the stairs together. Two minutes later, Wang Chaoying also came out.

The four of them, unusually in sync, did not go straight home, but instead went to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Wang Qing bought a pencil, Wang Lan bought a notebook, Wang Qi bought a pencil case, and Wang Chaoying also bought a notebook.

The four slowed their pace, dawdling as they walked home.

At their current pace, once they get home, one of their parents will likely be back.

Wang Chaoying looked at Wang Qi, who was walking at the same pace as him, and said sarcastically, "Why are you hiding like us?" As long as Wang Qi complained, Wang Chaomei would definitely leave as quickly as possible.

Even if you don't report it, with her fighting skills, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Wang Qi glanced at him indifferently and said, "None of your business."

"Hehe, I don't care about you." Wang Chaoying was jealous and resentful of Wang Qi because his parents weren't around, and he always had to pick a fight with her.

Wang Qing watched the daily squabbles and found them childish.

She really wanted to tell Wang Chaoying that Wang Qi wouldn't fall for her tricks, and that if she wanted to get something out of her, she should try a different approach.

Unfortunately, Wang Chaoying, who was bullied by those around him and whose eyes were particularly captivated by Wang Qi, now only felt that he and Wang Qi would be the most harmonious siblings in the future.

Wang Lan just smiled. She didn't know if Wang Qi would respond to gentle persuasion, but she knew she definitely wouldn't respond to force.

Time on the road is limited, so even if I dawdle, I have to get home.

At the doorway, Wang Chaomei's angry shouts could already be heard from inside: "I don't care, I don't want to, I'm not going."

"You have money, how about buying me a job?"

"I am the eldest son, the eldest son."

The first sentence was thunderous, but the following two sentences were prompted to be spoken in a lower tone.

Wang Qi looked at the other three people who had moved behind her, said nothing, and directly took out the key to open the door. There were four keys in total: one for Zhang and one for Wang's parents, one for Wang Qi, and the last one was a spare.

As soon as the door opened.

Wang Chaomei was standing on a chair, her face full of anger.

Wang Tiezhu sat on the stool, his expression calm.

There was also an unexpected guest – Shen Mingzhu.