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

"You want to kick me out? You unfilial brat!"

"You're going to use my son's money to repair the house up front, and now you want to come back and bully my granddaughter? Then let's talk about Dazhu's salary over the years. Shouldn't we, as the elders and Yanzi, his daughter, get a share?" The old man got straight to the point.

"Where would his salary be left? He has to feed and clothe his family, and send money to you every month. What's left?"

"Dazhu only sends us five yuan a month, and that hasn't changed in all these years. His monthly salary of over sixty yuan is all gone? Where did it all go? You spendthrift woman, all these years, you're still not on the same page as Dazhu. You're scheming and hoarding all the money for yourself, not even giving your own daughter a penny. Are you even human?" Grandma's fighting spirit was rising steadily.

Wu Qingya knew she couldn't speak anymore. She hadn't rested well for over ten days, and her mind wasn't processing things. Today, she had already been caught out of several loopholes.

"Xiao Feng, come on, let Mom settle you in first."

Lian Nai blocked the entrance: "No one can leave. No one is leaving until the money issue is resolved today."

"I already said I have no money, get out of my way."

Lian Sanzhu supported his niece, Lian Yanyan, who was holding her own head, and said weakly, "Grandma, let her go. I never want to see her again. I've already received all of my father's pension. It's definitely not as much as the money we've saved, but I don't want to argue about it anymore."

"Have you finished collecting the compensation?" Wu Qingya's eyes sharpened. This daughter, whom she had suppressed since childhood, seemed to have suddenly changed.

Uncle Lian interjected, "So what if Yanzi took it? If you're not happy about it, then calculate Dazhu's salary over the years, add that gold that Yanzi took, and we'll split it together."

Household matters are inherently difficult to separate completely. Wu Qingya can insist that there are no savings in the family, and even Yan Yan can hold onto her pension without giving a single penny out.

"Grandma, I feel dizzy. Close the door, I want to rest for a while."

Grandma Lian was still very protective of her eldest son, her only blood relative. She pushed Wu Qingya and the other two out the door, slammed the door shut, and bolted it from the inside.

Before Wu Qingya could react, she was pushed out and instantly flew into a rage: "You surnamed Lian, this is my home! What right do you have to kick me out?"

"That's strange. Didn't you want to go find your ex-husband? What are you babbling about?" Aunt Zhang mocked. At this time of year, apart from special political reasons, divorces were very rare. Wu Qingya had already been divorced once, but to so openly mention repairing a house for her ex-husband in front of her deceased husband was ridiculous.

"What does this have to do with you, you gossipy woman?"

"I may be a gossip, but I've never abandoned my own children, not even one litter after another."

Wu Qingya is now very concerned about her eldest son's thoughts and is afraid that he will be influenced by gossip and become distant from her. She points at Aunt Zhang and is about to speak.

Grandma Wang said coldly, "Comrade Wu, stop making a scene. Yanzi has been saying she feels dizzy for ages, and you haven't asked her a single question. When her father was alive, he protected her. He's only been gone a few days. She's a very vulnerable child. You're being too heartless."

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

The neighbors naturally didn't believe it and scrutinized the mother and her two children with mocking, even blatant, looks. Lin Feng couldn't take it anymore, so he grabbed his younger brother, carried their luggage, and left in silence.

Wu Qingya didn't care about anyone else at that moment and hurried to chase after her two sons.

As Lian Yanyan lay in bed listening to the sounds outside fade away, she pondered to herself that Wu Qingya was quite an interesting person, with a very accurate premonition. In the original owner's life, in just three to five years, Lin Feng became one of the first to get rich. In the 1980s, she already had a television and a telephone, and her clothes and jewelry were all the most fashionable. She indulged Lin Ting in bullying Lian Yanyan, and Lin Feng was extremely generous to Wu Qingya in order to help his brother cover up these shameful things.

Lin Feng has returned. According to the original plot, he will take over the original owner's job and meet Mo Yan, the biggest benefactor in his life. Lian Yanyan, who has been given a new soul, will naturally not give up her job to him, but she also needs to prevent him from meeting Mo Yan. She has been observing Mo Yan for the past few days. He looks very aloof, but in reality, he is a person with many friends. She has already seen people waiting for him at the factory gate twice.

Lian Yanyan picked up the mirror on her desk, looked at her swollen left cheek, and decided to slap herself again when she got up tomorrow, making sure the swelling was even more obvious.

Since one of the tasks was to get married and have children like a normal person, what difference did it make who she married? Lian Yanyan decided to cast a wide net and try anyone who could suppress Wu Qingya and her son.

"Yanzi, Grandma boiled some eggs. Roll them on your face, or you won't be able to look at yourself tomorrow," Grandma called to her from outside the door.

Lian Yanyan got up, opened the door, and sat down at the table in the main room, but avoided Grandma Lian's gesture of rolling the eggs for her.

"Grandma, let her face stay swollen for a few more days. Let everyone see how heartless she is. She'll come back, and then you can use this as an excuse to keep her out of the house."

"Okay, but she is still your mother." Grandma Lian was a kind old lady, and she was afraid that her granddaughter would regret it.

"Grandma, she wants to bring her two sons in to take my place."

"What? Isn't this your dad's job? He's covering for someone else?"

"Grandma, what if I get beaten into submission and give the job to my half-brother? She still prefers her son."

Grandma Lian fell silent. If it weren't for the special circumstances, she would have given the job opportunity to her grandson, not her granddaughter. This kind of thinking is the mainstream in this era.

Lian Yanyan could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her expression, but she didn't expose her. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. The two elderly people in the Lian family had their own limitations in thinking, but they also had their own unique kindness and generosity.

"Yanzi, don't be afraid. Grandpa and Grandma are here. They will never let your mother touch you."

Lian Yanyan's face hurt, and she didn't want to say too much, so she just nodded. However, she could use all available resources to complete the task, but she would not let anything dominate her life, not even a life of accepting commissions.

On Monday morning, the first thing Lian Yanyan did upon opening her eyes was slap herself. While eating breakfast, Lian Sanzhu exclaimed anxiously, "Yanzi, why is your face so badly injured? You should go to the clinic to get it checked out."

"It's nothing, it's just swollen."

The two old men exchanged a glance, and Grandpa Lian asked, "Yanzi, you've suffered so much. If your father were here, he would be heartbroken. We failed to protect you."

"Grandpa, everyone knows what happened to my face. I was really afraid of my mother, so I had no choice but to resort to this trick."

"So, how many days do you plan to stay swollen?"