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

"Ha, I think my grandma is very clean, and she cooks well. At least she wouldn't abandon me to go see her ex-husband when I had a fever. And, unfilial? If you put it that way, I'm quite like my biological mother. She's been married to my dad for so many years, how many times has she visited my grandparents? She's badmouthed my grandparents more than once in front of others and behind their backs. Is she filial?"

"Lian Yanyan, I'll beat you to death!" Wu Qingya was enraged by what she was said and rushed up to her, ready to hit her.

Seeing this, Uncle Lian immediately pulled his niece behind him, and Wu Qingya's slap landed on his shoulder.

Wu Qingya saw her uncle's eyes darting around before he reached back to grab her collar. Lian Yanyan pushed her uncle back and slapped herself twice on the left cheek. Before Wu Qingya could speak, she burst into tears with all her might, running to the front door and shouting, "Help! My mom brought two strangers home to beat me, and my grandparents couldn't stop her!"

Wu Qingya's hand, which was tugging at her collar, froze.

Lian Nai immediately realized what was going on. She didn't understand the previous literary confrontation, but she was very familiar with crying and wailing. She slapped her thigh and sat down on the ground.

"Oh God, I can't live anymore. I'm old and useless. I can't protect my granddaughter. Dazhu, come and take me and your father away. Ouch, ouch!" In just a few words, the old lady's hair was disheveled and her collar was open. Her combo was much more efficient than Wu Qingya's.

Grandpa Lian slid down against the door of the main room and first instructed the terrified Lian Sanzhu: "Third brother, quickly pull your niece back, don't let her do anything foolish."

"Huh? Oh!" Lian Sanzhu quickly ran towards his niece at the front gate.

The old man, tears streaming down his face, exclaimed, "A wife should be virtuous!!"

The neighbors, who had heard the commotion at the Lian family's house, all came to the door. Aunt Zhang first helped Lian Yanyan up, asking, "Yanzi, what's wrong?"

Before she could finish asking a question, the old lady in the courtyard burst into tears. The old man then told his son to keep an eye on his niece and prevent her from doing anything foolish. Startled, Aunt Zhang quickly pulled the girl into her arms and said, "Yanzi, you're so young. You can't do this. We can handle anything."

Lian Yanyan first showed her burning left cheek, and said while crying, "When my mother came back, she wanted to kick my grandparents and uncle out and let two strangers move in. I was scared and disagreed, so she hit me."

Lian Nai's cries grew louder and louder: "Oh God, what are we going to do? Da Zhu, your parents are useless. They were scared by someone calling the police and just watched their granddaughter being bullied. I should have died in your place so that no one would bully your only daughter."

The neighbors outside the courtyard, seeing the situation inside, formed preconceived notions: on one side was Wu Qingya with two young people carrying luggage, and on the other side were the pitiful old and weak.

"Comrade Wu, I'm not trying to be mean, but you ran away when your daughter had a fever, and now you're beating her. What did Yanzi do to you? Why do you hate her that much?"

"I didn't hit her, she hit herself."

"Why do you lie so much? Why would she hit herself for no reason? Why don't you just say she fell down?"

"She did it herself, with so many people in the yard watching."

Lin Feng testified to his mother: "She hit herself."

Grandma Wang also looked down on Wu Qingya: "What you say doesn't count. You're definitely on Comrade Wu's side."

"That's right, you were the ones who pushed the old man and the old woman, weren't you?" Aunt Zhang continued, following the train of thought.

Lian Yanyan didn't want to push Lin Ting to the brink. Lin Ting was a petty and gloomy person, and if she couldn't strike him decisively, she couldn't force him into a corner.

"No, my grandparents were angered by my mother. She insisted on letting strangers move in. When I disagreed, she hit me and tried to slander my uncle."

"I am Lian Dazhu's legal wife. What's wrong with me living in my own home?"

"Who said you can't stay here? Yanzi said you can stay, but your two sons in front of you can't," Grandma Lian interjected.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Comrade Wu. You can come back anytime, but these two young people can't. You also have to think about your daughter. Isn't this inconvenient?" Grandma Wang said slowly and deliberately.

Wu Qingya was still eyeing a job at the factory, but dared not offend the deputy factory manager's mother too much: "Aunt Wang, it's not convenient for me to work here, even with my family around?"

"It's not like the main room is uninhabitable," Lian Yanyan whispered behind Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang immediately spoke up for her: "Comrade Wu, whose house isn't in short supply these days? My house is even smaller than yours, but five people live in it too. We can just tidy up the main room and move in."

"Why should I live in the main room of my own house?"

Grandma Lian stood up, wiping away her tears: "You'll live with me in the main house, and the old man and the third son can live in the main room, okay?"

"I don't want to live in the same room as you." Wu Qingya continued speaking, then realized something was wrong. How did they suddenly start discussing living together?

"No, you are not allowed to stay in my house."

"No, my grandparents and uncle have to live at home, I'm scared."

Aunt Zhang continued to speak up for him: "Comrade Wu, look how scared you've made the child. Besides, don't be so dramatic. Even though the factory is gone, you can't be so intolerant of your elders. The child's uncle is still working at the factory, and it's convenient for him to live here."

Wu Qingya had spent several days traveling back and forth, and couldn't even get a seat on the last train back. She stood all night, her mind reeling. She'd been tricked by her own daughter again, and only then did she realize: "The third son of the Lian family is an idiot. Who made him work in the factory? Even if he were to take over, wouldn't it be Lian Dazhu's daughter who takes over?"

"The factory took care of the hero's family and gave two ordinary employees jobs. Yanzi works in the archives, and Lao San cleans in the logistics department. Comrade Wu, don't worry, Yanzi has a job," Grandma Wang explained.

"Why should I? Did I agree to this?"

Lian Yanyan added insult to injury: "Why should you agree? If the factory is going to take care of anyone, it should be my father's blood relatives. Does it mean they can't take care of unrelated people?"

At first, no one had realized what was going on, but when Lian Yanyan said it, everyone suddenly realized that Wu Qingya wanted her son from her ex-husband to take over Dazhu's job.

Lian Nai pointed at Wu Qingya with trembling hands: "Let me tell you, you woman, you've already killed one of my sons. If you try to touch my other son's job, I'll haunt you even as a ghost."

These days, you can't talk about supernatural things, so Lian Yanyan quickly changed the subject: "Uncle has been working for several days now, and his colleagues all say he's doing a really good job."

"Yes, my husband said that Lian Sanzhu works hard and keeps the area he's responsible for very clean," a neighbor woman said, offering a fair assessment.

"You have no right to interfere with the factory's decisions," Aunt Zhang declared definitively.

Wu Qingya was speechless for a moment, completely unprepared for this situation, and her expectations before leaving were all disrupted.

"Lian Yanyan, what happened to you?"