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

Grandpa Lian had already gone to meet them along their route to work, but unexpectedly, Lian Yanyan decided to go to the store on a whim.

"Oh dear, I was so worried! Are you alright?" Grandma Lian pulled the two of them around, looking them over from left to right.

"It's alright, Grandma, I'm hungry, is the food ready?"

"Alright, it's been ready for a while. Come in and eat. I'll go find your grandpa. He heard that woman went to the factory gate looking for you, so he went to check on her out of concern." Actually, Uncle Zhang said when he came back that Wu Qingya had already been sent away, but as people finished get off work and gradually returned home, the uncle and nephew had not returned, so the old man was worried and went to look for her.

"Grandma, it's getting dark outside. Let Uncle go."

"Mother, you stay home, I'll go." Lian Sanzhu responded, turned around, and ran out.

Back in the courtyard, the old lady quickly asked her granddaughter, "Yanzi, why did she come back to see you again?"

"She's not giving up, she'll come back again." Lian Yanyan said calmly. Wu Qingya is a very purposeful person who will stop at nothing to achieve her goals.

"Let her come find me. I want to see what she's up to!" The old lady patted her chest angrily.

Lian Yanyan poured some hot water from the thermos to wash her face. Three days had passed since she slapped herself last time, and the swelling on her face had subsided. She was still applying ointment because the color of the ointment was eye-catching, so she could trick Wu Qingya again. If Wu Qingya didn't come soon, she wouldn't be able to apply it tomorrow. Some things are better left unchecked. I didn't expect her to be so impatient.

It wasn't that she was impatient; Wu Qingya was the type to not act until she saw a clear benefit. She was willing to remarry her ex-husband to please her eldest son, and she was considering it again, but she couldn't bring it up herself. So last time, she only settled her two sons in, left some money for house repairs, and then temporarily stayed in the company dormitory. She worked in the finance office of the textile factory. This time, her leave was a bit long, and there were some tasks she didn't want to delegate to her colleagues, so she had to put aside the Lian family matters and finish her work first.

After dinner, Lian Yanyan held a meeting with the family members.

"Grandma, tomorrow pack up all her clothes and belongings and put them in bags. If she comes to cause trouble again, give her the clothes first."

"What? You have to give them to her too? All those nice clothes, your second aunt has never even seen them. I was thinking of taking them back to your second aunt, at least she gave birth to three grandsons and a granddaughter for the family." Grandma Lian felt sorry for her. These past few days she had been rummaging through Wu Qingya's things, all those clothes and fabrics, and several locked boxes, not knowing what was inside.

Lian Yanyan was a little tired and impatient today: "Sir, there are some things we can't be greedy for. Some of the things she brought with her before the marriage must be returned to her."

It should be done in a grand and eye-catching way, preferably in several bags.

The old man was much shrewder than the old woman. Although he also felt sorry for the things, thinking that they were bought with his son's salary, he also had to consider his granddaughter's feelings. If he really kicked her mother out naked, not only would everyone be polite, but his granddaughter might also feel bad. Blood relatives are the most complicated thing.

"Just pack up. Pack everything in that room except for Dazhu's clothes and the bedding we're using now. Don't try to save money."

Grandma Lian glanced at the old man and murmured a few times, but did not refute him in front of the younger generation.

"Also, give her the bicycle from home; it was originally bought for her," Lian Yanyan continued. Wu Qingya's workplace is a bit far, so she usually commutes by bicycle.

The old man fell silent. Bicycles were big purchases; there were only three bicycles in their village.

"Think long-term. If you're going to cut ties, cut them off cleanly and decisively. Don't drag it out, or she'll never be satisfied." Lian Yanyan had other plans. Since she couldn't just kill the mother and her two children, she couldn't let them get desperate. Wu Qingya had money, possessions, and a job, so there was hope. She had the energy and money to win over the three men in the Lin family and prevent them from harassing her.

She needs a few years of peace and stability to lay the groundwork. Only when she can look down on them in terms of status and money will Lin Ting and Wu Qingya's suffering begin.

"That bicycle..."

"Sir, do you want her to keep causing trouble at the factory? My uncle and I are both in our probationary period. If she keeps causing trouble, it will give the factory a bad impression, and we won't be able to get permanent positions and we'll be out of work."

"What? This job is gone?" Isn't it supposed to be a secure job? My eldest son never mentioned it before.

"The prerequisite is to become a formal employee, and neither of us are currently." There is a difference in thinking between Lian Yanyan and them, making it difficult to explain clearly. It's better to just talk about the possible consequences in a more serious way. Sometimes, a gentle breeze and a light rain are not as effective as thunder and lightning.

"Yes, my team leader told me to perform well so I can be promoted to a permanent position ahead of schedule."

"How long will that take?"

"Normally it takes about six months." Lian Yanyan exaggerated the timeframe, even though neither of their positions were technical and didn't require that much time.

The old man was silent for a moment, then made his decision: "Listen to Yanzi, give it to her."

"Old man..." The old lady was still a little reluctant, as these all belonged to her eldest son.

"If I lose my job, which is better, the other?"

"Dazhu has worked in the factory for twenty years, and I've never heard of anyone being sent back after entering the factory," the old lady muttered.

Even Yan Yan was getting impatient.

Lian Sanzhu spoke up: "Why not? Our team leader said that those who can't be promoted have to go home."

If it were Lian Yanyan who said it, the old lady would think the little girl was cunning and trying to get more benefits for her mother, but she would have to believe what her simple-minded son said.

"Okay, okay, give it all to her."

"Then it's settled, Grandma. Don't let your uncle lose his job for a small gain." Lian Yanyan said, then stood up and went back into the house.

"Oh dear, why is she so blunt?" The old lady was a little embarrassed.

"Mother, didn't you say that we don't understand things in the city and should listen to Yanzi? Why aren't you listening now?" Ever since the day he reported to the factory, no one could compare to his niece's position in his heart.

"I......"

The old man stood up and said, "Alright, one shouldn't be a father-in-law if one isn't deaf and dumb. We're old, and we don't understand anything about the outside world. We'll just listen to those in the family who are capable of making money."

Lian Sanzhu chimed in, "Yanzi is the most capable."

The rest of the family united, and no matter how unwilling the old lady was, she could only obediently pack her things.

Wu Qingya didn't keep them waiting too long. The next day, she took two hours off and arrived at her door early. She wanted to avoid the time when Lian Yanyan was home because she found that she was now having trouble dealing with that brat.