Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

As the eldest son of the Wang family, Wang Chaomei had to speak up. His face was flushed with anger as he rushed towards his parents: "Dad, what do you mean?"

He pointed to himself: "Am I not your biological child?"

Then, pointing to the three sisters, she asked, "Aren't they your biological children?"

"Still my little brother, or not?"

Even before he was born, a baby was already bouncing on his forehead. Let me repeat, he is the eldest son.

The resentment on Wang Chaomei's face did not elicit any sympathy from Wang Tiezhu and Zhang Yanzi. Their regard for their eldest son had vanished as the child in her womb grew.

Wang Tiezhu wanted to explain something, but he blurted it out in a rush.

But the eldest brother cried out that he was innocent.

He stood up.

He slapped Wang Chaomei on the head and cursed, "You bastard, how dare you question me? If you weren't my biological daughter, would I have kept you at home and fed you?"

"You brainless idiot, it's a waste of money to send you to school."

At the mention of the character "Fei," Wang Tiezhu's expression changed, and he spoke in the most nonchalant tone, "How about you drop out of school, boss?"

Drop out of school?

Wang Chaomei never imagined that these two words would be related to him.

He is the eldest son of the Wang family.

He was never the one to drop out of school, even though all the other children in the Wang family had dropped out.

"No, I won't drop out of school, Dad. You've changed. You're not my dad anymore."

Nine-year-old Wang Chaomei covered her tear-streaked face and ran out of the house; the little girl's heart was broken.

Wang Tiezhu didn't seem to care as much about pursuing someone as he used to. He returned to his stool and said to Zhang Yanzi, "It's a pity that the eldest brother didn't want to return it, otherwise we could have saved money to buy Bao'er an extra can of milk powder."

Zhang Yanzi, who always doted on her eldest son, nodded in agreement: "Sigh, it's all because we spoiled him. You should teach him properly from now on."

"But if we let him collect recyclables after school or during holidays, he can earn enough for a can of milk powder over time."

Wang Tiezhu: "Fine, I'll watch him go, but I won't break his legs."

"Why."

The couple then spoke to the baby in the womb, saying things that loving parents should say.

Eleven-year-old Wang Hong has already started chopping and cooking vegetables.

Upon entering, I consciously put down my schoolbag and went to the stove.

The three sisters glanced at their younger brother/brother as he ran away, then continued with their work, knowing that Wang Chaomei wouldn't go hungry.

Wang Hong whispered to her two younger sisters, "Mom and Dad don't love our eldest brother anymore."

Doing chores after school is not something that pampered children at home do.

My younger brother never had to do that before.

"Don't mess with the eldest brother." He has a bad temper, so don't get beaten up unnecessarily.

Even though my younger brother isn't favored, compared to the three of them, my parents still love him more.

Wang Qing and Wang Sanya both nodded.

"Big sister, what do you think Mom and Dad are pregnant with?"

Wang Qing, reborn into this life, is a man of great character.

She didn't believe that an ordinary baby could change the bad habits that his parents hadn't changed for years.

Wang Hong: "Don't talk nonsense."

She paused for a moment and then said, "Perhaps it's something my parents like."

Ha ha.

Does it catch your eye?

It's probably ingrained in their hearts!

Otherwise, why would Wang Chaomei, whom they usually dote on the most, have to take a step back?

Wang Qing chopped the cabbage with a bang, glancing occasionally at the couple in the yard.

Their gazes were gentle as they spoke softly to the babies in their wombs.

What wonderful parents!

A hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, but her gaze, fixed on Zhang Yanzi's swollen belly, was full of doubt.

In her previous life, her family had only five children.

There was no sixth child in her womb at all.

Could it be that she had another child because of her rebirth?

Half an hour later.

The food is served.

A bowl of stir-fried cabbage, a plate of scrambled eggs, and corn porridge; five steamed buns made from a mixture of wheat and water are on the table.

The egg belonged to Zhang Yanzi. No one else, including Wang Tiezhu, touched it with their chopsticks. Wang Chaomei left home, leaving an extra steamed bun. Wang Tiezhu broke it in half and gave half to Zhang Yanzi.

Without even considering whether one steamed bun was enough for Wang Qing and Sanya, the two of them didn't think about it.

Wang Qing was annoyed by them, so she could only sulk and eat more cabbage to fill her stomach and avoid going hungry at night.

After half an hour.

The couple strolled back into the house, where everything on the table belonged to their three daughters.

The Wang family had two rooms in the courtyard. One was the normal allocation to Wang Tiezhu, and the other was a reward he received for his act of bravery in saving someone.

The couple and their youngest son lived in one room.

The other room had a bamboo curtain hanging in the middle, where the eldest son and his three daughters lived together.

Before going to bed, Zhang Yanzi asked worriedly, "Hasn't the eldest come back yet? I hope nothing bad has happened to him?" After all, he's still just a child.

"No, he must be going to his older brother's house."

The two families lived not far apart, otherwise the younger son wouldn't have run away from home crying because he was asked to do chores to save money for his unborn siblings.

Wang Tiezhu had no intention of bringing the person back.

He can't let his baby hear crying every day, otherwise it won't be good if the baby turns out to be a crybaby.

Nowadays, the emphasis is on everyone striving for self-improvement and maintaining a positive attitude.

One cannot go against the times.

Of course, if the child happens to be a crybaby, he will find a good reason for it.

In another room.

A little girl named Sanya rolled up beside Wang Qing, clinging to her arm and drooling, muttering, "Egg, egg, egg..."

I have a special fondness for eggs.

She pursed her lips, her mind wandering to different ways to cook eggs: egg drop soup, scrambled eggs, fried eggs, steamed eggs, boiled eggs...

It smells wonderful; no wonder Sanya couldn't resist it.

Thinking about food, I recalled the "female lead's" space, which contained an endless supply of white rice.

By the way, where was the "female lead" found?

She wanted to be the first to take it.

Wang Qing felt no moral pressure about this, believing that her life was no less important than that of the "female lead," and that everyone was equal—that's what the slogan was anyway.

She really meant it!

The space was to prepare her for going to the countryside, but it would be best if she didn't have to go.

We're prepared for both possibilities, since she's still young.

Wang Qing raised her seven-year-old hand, encouraging her to change her tragic fate in her previous life and live a good life in this one.

Don't worry about eating and drinking.

In the 1960s, such a goal was not small.

Most families don't have enough food, especially with two more children who aren't their own.

Aunt Wang stared at Uncle Wang expressionlessly: "One child isn't enough, now you want an older one too? What, is your brother's family starving, and they want you, the eldest brother, to raise their child?"

"I heard that the second son has been working a lot of overtime lately, and even Yanzi is making paper boxes. There's no way they're not having food."

Uncle Wang frowned: "...I'll talk to the second son in a couple of days."

They said it would be in two days, but in reality it would be two months.

night.

Zhang Yanzi realized her water had broken, and she hurriedly nudged Wang Tiezhu beside her: "Old Wang, I'm going into labor, hurry and get me to the hospital."

The words "gave birth" exploded in Wang Tiezhu's mind.

He suddenly stood up.