My Whole Family Transmigrated, and Our Lucky Daughter Won by Doing Nothing

Having a child is easy, but not having a son is unacceptable. There have been years of conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but they can't divorce because in the end, they'll choose their wife.

The plot is constantly bombarding me with ridiculous nonsense; I can't watch anymore. There's never a moment of peace. Even for his daughter's sake, he only gave a bluffing scolding; he didn't actually take any real action to protect her. I'm dropping it.

I've read twenty chapters, and it's all about fighting awful characters. The whole village seems to be full of them – innocent-looking women and scumbags. I can't take it anymore; it's such a frustrating setup. Every counterattack is weak, giving these awful characters plenty of opportunities to cause trouble again. Either just finish them off in one go, or let them live their lives peacefully. Ugh, I've stepped on a landmine.

I recommend this book; it's better than some books that only get a 9/10 rating.

Why do we still call them "Dad" and "Mom" instead of "Father" and "Mother"? Aren't we afraid people will suspect something?

I thought my whole family was going to time-travel and do something big, but it turns out it's all just backstabbing and intrigue...

This is the first time I've read a book about an entire family time-traveling; it's great.