Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Under the intimidation of her cold-faced parents, Wang Chaoying pouted and said with bulging eyes, "I don't want you, I want my uncle and aunt." As she spoke, she moved the stool away and lifted her feet off the ground.

He hesitated and looked back at his parents.

All I saw was their cold faces quickly turning into loving ones, but not towards him, but towards Bao'er in the middle, smiling like flowers.

And then there's Bao'er, who's eating the delicious egg with her mouth wide open, showing no intention of letting him have it.

Wang Chaoying took a deep breath, his small chest puffed out, his mouth pursed, and tears streamed down his face as he ran out of the house. He wanted to go back to his uncle's house.

He wanted his uncle to be his father.

My aunt became my mother.

Zhang Yanzi gave Wang Tiezhu a look, signaling him to go after her, while she continued to serve food to Bao'er.

Wang Hong saw her father chase after him before she turned back to continue eating her food.

"Mom, Sister Lan Hua taught me another poem, and I can recite it now." Wang Qi wiped her mouth clean with a small handkerchief and showed off to her mother.

Zhang Yanzi ate even faster than her. Seeing this, she pulled her away from the table and sat her down on a stool inside. "Wow, that's amazing, Bao'er. Want to recite it for Mommy?"

"Yes, of course."

Wang Qi smiled, her eyes filled with childlike smugness.

"A winding stone path leads up the cold mountain, where houses stand amidst the deep white clouds..."

The tender voice of the three-year-old child reached Wang Qing and the others' ears, along with Zhang Yanzi's praise, marking another day of maternal love and filial piety.

Wang Chaomei's hands trembled as she cleared the dishes, almost dropping them. Wang Qing nimbly caught them, and meeting her elder brother's gloomy eyes, she calmly reminded him, "Be careful."

No one's bowls come from nowhere, especially not theirs.

The couple's greatest act of leniency towards their child was to have him find a way to repair the broken items according to market prices or to write them down in a notebook and pay them back when he/she grew up, without charging interest.

Wang Qing accepted it well, as did Wang Hong and Wang Lan (Wang Sanya).

They have the basic skills; they won't break.

Even though the Wang family was poor in her previous life, Wang Chaomei was still a person who brought honor to her ancestors. In this life, she has learned to wash dishes and pots.

The three Wang sisters left in tacit agreement.

"Big sister, fourth sister, have you finished your homework?"

The room is 15 square meters. There is a bunk bed that is 1.5 meters long and 1.5 meters wide. In addition, there is a brown cabinet that is 2 meters long and 3 meters high, and a table with a broken corner.

It was supported by bricks underneath, making it stable as if nothing was broken.

Wang Qing stared intently at the two sisters. She was young, and the only thing she could help with right now was their grades.

Good grades are the only way to get a job and become a worker. Even if the factory closes down 30 years later, that's a problem to consider in the future.

It's 1965 now, and my eldest sister has to graduate from junior high school.

Wang Lan is seven years old and just started first grade. She took out her workbook and handed it to Wang Qing: "Third sister, I've finished writing."

"Third sister, I've finished writing too."

Wang Qing took the two homework assignments and first checked them for Wang Lan, who had a solid grasp of her first-grade studies.

She'll check the fourth sister's first, then the eldest sister's.

Bang, bang, bang! The sound of running footsteps approached, but Wang Qing continued reading his homework, ignoring the firecrackers coming towards him.

"Fourth sister, quick, I need to see your textbook."

Wang Qi doesn't want to go to kindergarten; she wants to go to elementary school.

"oh."

Wang Lan opened her schoolbag, took out her brand-new textbook, and said with concern in her eyes, "Be careful not to break it."

"Okay, don't worry."

Wang Qi opened the homepage, where two crooked characters were displayed. She read them aloud: "Wang Lan".

She knows the names of everyone in her family.

Wang Lan nodded: "That's my name."

Watching her younger sister flip through her textbook, she felt a surge of desire to teach: "Do you want me to teach you?" She listened attentively in class.

Wang Qi glanced at her with his big, round, dark eyes, paused for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes."

Disgusted by the small size of the room, she dragged her fourth sister and ran towards her parents' room.

Wang Qing paused, her notebook still in her hand, without saying a word.

Just an hour later, a gasp came from next door.

Wang Lan lay on the bed, her tone surprised: "Third Sister, Bao'er remembers everything. I only read it to her once, and she remembered it all."

"I also taught her to read, and she remembered them all. She's... amazing." The girl's voice was filled with envy and a touch of bitterness.

Wang Chaoying was brought back and placed in the lower bunk of Wang Chaomei.

He was angry but didn't dare confront his parents, so he yelled at Wang Lan, "Shut up, I want to sleep." He then added sarcastically, "Even though you spoke well of her, she didn't give you any eggs."

Wang Chaoying was still thinking about the eggs he hadn't gotten to eat.

Even at his uncle's house, he wasn't allowed to eat eggs; his older brother was getting married and needed to save the eggs.

We can only eat it occasionally.

Wang Qing reached out to comfort her younger sister, her calm voice echoing in the room: "You've been trying to please Mom and Dad, but they haven't even given you any eggs."

She then looked at the person in the upper bunk, trying to sow discord: "By the way, second brother, fifth brother is four years old now, maybe five. He should be able to help you with chores, right?"

Wang Chaomei's eyes lit up in the darkness.

He was the only one in his family who cooked, while his three sisters cooked and cleaned up afterwards.

Now there's one more.

Wang Chaomei's voice held a hint of amusement: "Of course they can. The fourth one helped out at three, and the fifth one is five. They can definitely do it." He added sarcastically, "They can't just eat for free, can they?"

Having someone in the family who doesn't eat for free is enough to make him miserable.

There absolutely cannot be one more.

Moreover, judging from his parents' attitude, the fifth child is not someone who can just freeload.

He directly instructed the person in the lower bunk: "Fifth brother, you'll be with me tomorrow."

Wang Chaoying was suddenly ostracized by everyone. He didn't dare to offend them, so he could only bury his face under the covers and reply with an "oh".

They quieted down, while excitement filled the other room.

Wang Tiezhu and Zhang Yanzi genuinely believed that their child was good at relaying messages and had a good memory, and that he would be able to secure a stable job when he grew up. However, they never expected that Bao'er would have a photographic memory.

"Yanzi, we still haven't paid enough attention to Bao'er. If it weren't for Siya, we wouldn't know how smart Bao'er is." He was as happy as if he had won the lottery, and whispered in Comrade Zhang's ear.

It's not really their fault; no one's child would take an IQ test at such a young age.

Moreover, Wang Qi doesn't have the "habits" of a genius. For example, ignoring people or being quiet.

She was lively, as lively as a normal child.

Zhang Yanzi wholeheartedly agreed, and she excitedly pinched the flesh on Old Wang's arm: "It's our fault. We must keep a close eye on Bao'er from now on, Old Wang."

"A photographic memory—in the old days, only those who passed the imperial examinations could achieve that. Our Bao'er will definitely become a high-ranking official in the future, like Director Shen, no, even more impressive than him."

She never imagined that girls in ancient times didn't take the imperial examinations.

Wang Tiezhu grinned, seemingly oblivious to the pain in his arm: "Of course, when our precious son goes to study in the capital, and becomes a cadre there."

In their imagination, Bao'er came to see them in a car.

A bunch of neighbors bowed down to congratulate him.

Oh my, just thinking about it makes me incredibly happy.

"Hey Lao Wang, our Bao'er is so smart, but the house is still too small. We should try to get a separate room."

She must get a single room for her baby.