Quick Transmigration: Weren’t These Supposed to Be Just Missions?

“Hmph! My Qingqing is the prettiest girl in the whole village. Got a problem with that?” “That’s right, my little sister is the prettiest and sweetest.” Her eldest brother, Chang Junjun, hurriedly added his agreement to their mother’s words. “Ha! Everyone for miles around knows my sister is the most virtuous girl. She’s just as good at entertaining guests as she is at cooking, and she can do it all. She leaves certain people in the dust.” Her younger brother, Chang Xiaojun, piled on. “Our teacher says only jealous people keep looking for other people’s flaws. Someone as magnanimous as my sister Chang Qingqing has a heart as vast as the ocean.” Her little sister, Chang Tingting, looked even more disdainful as she spoke. “Ahem.” Their father, Chang Qingshan, cleared his throat, then said very humbly, “My daughter isn’t all that wonderful. She’s just a little bit better than the girls everyone considers awful. But she owes that to all the care she’s received from the uncles and aunties around here. Without it, who knows how she might have turned out? So we really should thank all the folks from near and far for looking after her.” Chang Qingqing, the very picture of a well-behaved girl, sat properly on a little stool, her feet together and her hands resting on her knees.