Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"I know, Auntie."

"You brought your grandparents and uncle to the city because you're afraid your mother will bring her two older sons back?"

"Yes, I'm scared."

"That's true. They're two grown men you don't even know. If your mother brings them in, it won't be convenient for you. But," Qiu Jing hesitated, glancing outside, "if your uncle works here, he'll have to get married in the city, and this house won't be big enough. What will you do then?"

"Auntie, I've thought about it. Grandpa and Grandma still have a house in the countryside. When my dad was alive, he made an agreement with my second uncle to give the elderly five yuan a month, and to cover medical treatment, illness, and funeral expenses. My second uncle is responsible for taking care of them. If all else fails, my uncle can also handle it the way my dad did."

"What if they don't leave?"

"Auntie, this house was allocated to a level six fitter. If there's only one support staff member left, will they still be eligible to live in this house?" Lian Yanyan asked with an innocent face but a mature tone.

Qiu Jing looked at Lian Yanyan seriously for a while, and then said, "You look like your mother, but your personality combines the best features of both your father and mother."

They are calculating, loyal, and daring.

"Auntie, I don't want to be so calculating, but nobody's helping me plan my life. If I don't plan for myself, what can I protect?"

"Sigh!" Qiu Jing patted her head tenderly. "It's a good thing for a girl to be shrewd and resourceful. If it's yours, you should fight for it and not be soft-hearted."

"I understand, Auntie. I can't let my dad worry about me in the afterlife." Lian Yanyan said, lowering her eyes. The original owner was abused like that and then entrusted a mission with her soul. If Lian Dazhu had a spirit in the afterlife, I don't know how anxious he would be.

Qiu Jing was almost in tears. Children grow up so quickly, usually because of the pressures of life.

......

The next day, Lian Yanyan began her first job in the 1970s. The work in the archives was not stressful, and she was often quite relaxed. She simply brought her high school textbooks to the office to study. Because of the special period, the teachers at the school were very perfunctory in their teaching, and the original owner of this body was not focused on studying, so her high school grades were terrible. She wanted to take the college entrance examination next year, so she had to make a show of it. In modern times, she was curious about what the first exam after the resumption of the college entrance examination was like, so she specifically found that exam paper and studied it. She also looked at a few high-scoring papers and had some impression of the various question types and scope. She was still quite confident about the college entrance examination next year.

In modern times, she was a test-taker, always performing better in major exams than in regular ones. To be honest, she didn't like exams, but what could she do? She didn't want to suffer the hardships of doing business, and studying was the fastest and simplest way to get ahead.

"Yanzi, how do you read textbooks?" Qiu Jing looked at her books and asked curiously, "We have newspapers here."

"Auntie, there are only two pages in the newspaper, and I've already finished reading them." Newspapers are the most down-to-earth way to understand current events and policies in this era: "I didn't study them seriously when I was in school, but now I'm interested."

Qiu Jing patted her head: "Missed your dad, didn't you? See, studying more is never a bad thing."

Lian Yanyan took a moment to realize that Lian Dazhu believed that being educated was important at all times. During the most turbulent years, the streets were full of Red Guards who were making connections. He watched his daughter study with utmost care every day, but unfortunately, the original owner of this body really didn't like reading.

"Um."

"See, see, it's okay." Qiu Jing thought it was a good thing to look at high school textbooks and have something to rely on. Who knows, maybe one day the factory will have a spot to recommend someone for university, and Yanzi could go.

Since waking up in this world, Lian Yanyan has hardly stopped for a moment, and all preparations have been made for the moment when Wu Qingya returns.

After working four days with her uncle, she had her first day off. In the morning, before Lian Yanyan even got up, she heard arguing in the yard.

"This is my home. You're seizing my residence. I'm calling the police." Wu Qingya threatened the three members of the Lian family with a cold and sinister expression.

When the elderly Mrs. Lian, who had lived in the countryside her whole life, heard that the police were to be called, she panicked a little. Mr. Lian, on the other hand, was able to keep his composure, but he didn't know how to respond.

At this moment, Lian Yanyan came out, and before she could speak, Wu Qingya scolded, "Useless brat, you can't even keep an eye on the house, and you just let people who don't want to work here move in?"

"What are you saying? These are my grandparents. This house was allocated to my father by the factory. What's wrong with his parents moving in?" Lian Yanyan immediately noticed the two men carrying luggage behind Wu Qingya and stated the facts calmly.

The old woman immediately stood up, stunned: "Yes, it's my son's house, why can't we live there?"

"Do you know the law? I am Lian Dazhu's legal wife, and this house belongs to me. I don't agree to you living here, so you have to move out."

"This isn't a private house; it's allocated to the factory's employees. My uncle and I are now factory workers, so what's wrong with us continuing to live in the house the factory allocated to my father? As elders, what's wrong with my uncle and I taking my grandparents to live with us?"

Grandma Lian continued, "Yes, my granddaughter is right. What do you know? Is this your house?"

"Nonsense, I am Lian Dazhu's wife, we are not divorced, and I can live in this house."

"You can stay here, but the two strange men behind you can't," Lian Yanyan pointed out directly.

"What strangers? These are my brothers."

These words struck a nerve with Lian Nai: "You bitch! Dazhu only has one daughter, where did Yanzi get a brother? When Dazhu was alive, you used his money to support your ex, and now that Dazhu's gone, you dare bring someone from outside home to steal my granddaughter's house? How can you be so heartless? Dazhu treated you so well, how can you sleep at night?"

Wu Qingya, who considered herself a civilized and cultured person, looked down on the old woman who swore at her: "With your kind of manners, how dare you live in my house? What if you corrupt my daughter?"

"What kind of quality does my grandma have? At least she wouldn't bring strange men back to live with me. Your heart is too dirty." Lian Yanyan's tone was always indifferent, but every sentence hit the nail on the head.

"Lian Yanyan, if you still consider me your mother, come here and help me drive these country folk back to their dirty rural village."

"The countryside is a vast expanse of land, a field of hope. Even our leaders say that. Doesn't your stance seem a bit problematic?"

Wu Qingya's face flushed red, and she pursed her lips, unsure of what to say.

Her eldest son, Lin Feng, chimed in, "Little sister, you've misunderstood Mom. She was saying these country folk in front of us are unhygienic. Isn't it incredibly disrespectful of you to talk to your own mother like that?"