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

The people gathered around shook their heads as they listened. How could anyone talk about their daughter like that?

But before she could finish her sentence, Lian Yanyan interrupted, "Are you serious? You don't want me anymore?"

"If you behave well, I won't abandon you. Even though you're a bit ugly, you're still my own child."

"No need, don't take me anymore. I'm scared. I'm being scolded all the time and beaten from time to time. I've had enough of this life. There's no fate between us, mother and daughter. Before, I did it for my dad because I was afraid he would argue with you and be so distracted that he couldn't concentrate on his work. Now I don't want to put up with it anymore." Lian Dazhu's job required operating some dangerous machines. The people watching were all from the same factory, and they immediately understood what Lian Yanyan was saying.

"This girl is more sensible than her mother; it's heartbreaking."

"Don't even mention her mother, you wouldn't believe it..." The eldest sister, in a few short sentences, summarized Wu Qingya's life.

In summary, she can't live without men and is very good at finding a backer for herself. However, she always acts on the edge of the law and rules. When she divorced her ex-husband and severed ties, some people said that she had high moral standards and that marrying a working-class man was a good thing. Later, she was even praised by some special organizations. But everyone has a moral standard in their heart. Due to the special circumstances of the times, people just can't say it out loud.

Wu Qingya trembled with anger: "In just a few days, you've developed a new habit—you can lie now? When did I ever hit you?"

She had never had it done, but did it matter? Lian Yanyan peeked out from behind her uncle, the yellowish-green ointment on her face clearly visible.

The surrounding chatter grew louder, and security personnel arrived: "What are you doing? What are you all doing standing around the factory gate?"

The workers explained the situation in a flurry of voices, and Wu Qingya, suppressing her anger, said, "I've come to find my daughter and want to take her home."

Lian Yanyan seized the opportunity to speak: "I'm not going to your ex-husband's house. I'm going back to my own home with my uncle. No one there will scold or hit me."

Wu Qingya couldn't hold back any longer and took a few steps forward, trying to pull that brat out from behind Lian Sanzhu.

Lian Sanzhu's reaction was even more surprising. He stood firmly in front of his niece, but crossed his arms over his chest and shouted, "Don't come any closer! Mother said you'd pull your own collar and splash dirty water on me. I didn't touch you!"

Lian Yanyan quickly bit her lip to prevent herself from laughing. Grandma Lian felt that her eldest son had fallen for a woman's tricks and married a woman like Wu Qingya. Her younger son was already not very bright, and what if someone took a fancy to him because he had a job and tried to seduce him too? He wasn't as smart as her eldest son. Although he was being manipulated by a woman, he wasn't completely obedient to her and had his own ideas. Plus, Wu Qingya had pulled her collar last time, and she hadn't succeeded in framing her that time. Who could guarantee that she wouldn't use such a dirty trick again? That would ruin her younger son's life.

The old lady tried every means to demonize women, especially Wu Qingya. She demanded that her youngest son not go out alone and that he accompany his niece to and from get off work to protect each other. If they were in crowded places, he should cross his arms and not fight back even if the woman hit him a few times, lest she hold him hostage.

The onlookers burst into laughter. Wu Qingya's eyes reddened with anger, and she instinctively reached out to raise her hand.

Lian Sanzhu put one hand behind his back to protect his niece, and the other hand around his own collar. He took two steps back, and two older women from the logistics department stepped forward with smiles to block the uncle and niece.

"Come on, come to us. Don't make things difficult for Comrade Lian. He's a perfectly good young man who hasn't even gotten married yet."

"Exactly, exactly, I'd like to see how you manage to pull off my collar."

These two are ordinary workers in the logistics department. After Lian Sanzhu came, he worked hard and took on all the dirty and tiring jobs. He wouldn't get angry if you joked with him. His niece even gave small gifts to his colleagues who worked with him. If it were just ordinary household chores, they wouldn't interfere. But now that it involves a relationship between men and women, it's especially shameless for a woman to use this trick. It can ruin a man's life.

Wu Qingya had never been treated like this in her life, and tears were about to fall. She was the kind of person who was ruthless in private, but outwardly maintained her identity as a cultured person. She had no chance of winning against this kind of woman who was so shameless.

She glared hatefully at the idiot from the Lian family, then turned and rushed out of the crowd.

"Uncle, thank you both, ladies," Lian Yanyan whispered a reminder.

Lian Sanzhu obediently bowed and said, "Thank you, elder sisters."

"No need to thank me, we're all colleagues, go home now." The two women waved their hands, feeling a little embarrassed by the formal thanks. They hadn't spoken up at first, and their eventual intervention was partly out of a desire to see the drama unfold.

Once the people had left, the security guards waved their hands and said, "Disperse, disperse, don't crowd around the factory gate."

The onlookers, still wanting more, dispersed. Lian Yanyan looked up and saw Mo Yan arriving for work. She nodded and greeted him, "Comrade Mo, on the night shift?"

"Hmm, what happened just now?" Actually, Mo Yan had already guessed from the few words the passing worker said, but he just wanted to ask her again.

"It's nothing, just household chores," Lian Yanyan said, lowering her eyes without elaborating.

Her expectations for Mo Yan were different. She wanted to ruin Wu Qingya's reputation, so she would do everything she could to stir up trouble among her colleagues and neighbors. But with Mo Yan, she wanted to cut off Lin Feng's chance to curry favor with a powerful patron.

Mo Yan: "..."

Is it because you don't want to tell him?

Lian Yanyan had already walked quite a distance with her uncle. After a while, her uncle noticed something was wrong: "Yanzi, don't you remember the way home?"

"Uncle, what are you saying? Of course I remember the way home. We're going to buy meat first."

"Why buy meat? Didn't we eat it once when we first arrived?" In Lian Sanzhu's life experience, eating meat three or four times a year was considered a sign of a wealthy family.

"You did a great job today, here's a reward for you." It could be said that his uncle's direct words were the decisive blow of the day.

Lian Sanzhu scratched the back of his head, puzzled, wondering what he had done well, but his niece said that if he could eat meat, then he should eat it.

In the end, the two uncles and nephews returned empty-handed because Lian Yanyan had momentarily forgotten that the food supply in this era was not as abundant, and you had to queue up in advance to buy meat. When they went after get off work, there wasn't even any scraps of meat left.

When they got home, Grandma Lian had already prepared the meal and was anxiously looking out the door. Uncle Zhang, who had returned earlier, had already told Aunt Zhang what had happened, so naturally, the two elderly people in the Lian family found out.