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

"I'm telling you, get out of my house right now!" In Wu Qingya's memory, the two elders of the Lian family were timid in front of her. In her limited memories of visiting the Lian family, her clothes and speech completely overshadowed everyone in the Lian family. No matter how dissatisfied the Lian family was with her, their second wife, they dared not say a single harsh word to her face.

"You're the one who should get out! Where is your home? This is the house the factory allocated to my eldest son, and now it's also for Yanzi and Sanzhu. You're not a steel factory worker, so what does it have to do with you?" The old lady used to be afraid of making things difficult for her eldest son, but now she's not afraid at all.

"I am Lian Dazhu's legal wife, and I have the right to live here."

"We're still his legal parents. If you want to stay, go ahead. We'll let you stay; we'll add a bed to the main room, and you can stay there."

"Why should I? I'm the lady of the house, I want to live in the master bedroom." Wu Qingya won't move back in, because it will affect her next plan to play the victim with her eldest son, but it won't stop her from squeezing more benefits out of the Lian family.

The old man walked to the door, opened it wide, and leaned against it, raising his voice slightly: "There are only so many people in the house. My wife, Sanzhu, and I sleep in the big room. The main room is too small for three people. Yanzi is a daughter, so she needs her own room. Where will you live if you don't stay in the main room?"

"I don't care. It's none of my business if you live outside. Otherwise, make that brat give up her room."

The old woman patted her chest and shouted, "You still want to hit Yanzi? If you move in, I'll have to add another lock to Yanzi's room. I'm worried you'll sneak up in the middle of the night to hit her."

"What nonsense are you spouting, you old hag?" Wu Qingya retorted angrily, "I'm her biological mother, I've never hit her."

"Who would believe that?"

Wu Qingya turned around and found the door wide open: "Why did you open the door? Aren't you embarrassed enough already?"

The old man leaned against the door without speaking, while the old woman chimed in, "What's so shameful about it? What kind of clean reputation do you think you have? You abandoned your husband and children with that woman. Dazhu just passed away, and you went back to your ex-husband. Is your bed always occupied by a man? Yanzi was raised with Dazhu's love and care; he never laid a finger on her. He's only been gone a few days, and you're already beating her to death with your son from your first marriage?"

Wu Qingya kept interrupting, saying, "I didn't hit her, don't talk nonsense, I just went to see my son."

The old woman ignored her and continued, her voice tinged with genuine sorrow: "My poor Dazhu, what kind of life has he lived with a woman like you? With your heartless heart, and looking at your delicate skin, how many hot meals has Dazhu had in all these years?"

"Shut up, you old codger! When Lian Dazhu was alive, did he ever miss a meal? Who in the neighborhood doesn't know how good my cooking is?" Wu Qingya couldn't admit it. She had worked hard for many years, cooking and serving Lian Dazhu and his daughter good food and drink.

Moreover, Wu Qingya herself is a foodie and is willing to use oil and seasonings when cooking. In this era, she is not used to the bland and watery dishes that others cook.

"Comrade Wu, you can't talk like that. These two are your late husband's parents after all. You can't just start cursing them like that," Grandma Wang from next door said, unable to bear it any longer.

Aunt Zhang chimed in, "Look at you, coming back just to bully your family. No matter what, these are still your relatives from Lian Gong. Even if you don't get along with them, you can't treat them like this."

For the next ten minutes, Wu Qingya and the two elders of the Lian family each stuck to their own version of events, with neighbors occasionally chiming in.

"Alright, I'm too lazy to argue with you ignorant people, and I don't want to live with your families. I have a job, and I'll move to the company dormitory. But I have to give you half of Lian Dazhu's pension."

"Then you should take out Dazhu's old salary and distribute it among yourself," Grandpa Lian said, following his granddaughter's instructions.

Lian Yanyan was certain that Wu Qingya would not give up on the matter of the compensation, but she could not give her the money.

"No, does the whole family not eat or drink? They've spent it all."

"How can you spend so much? Dazhu has such a high salary, where did you spend it all?" the old lady asked incredulously.

Neither side wanted to return the money, and they argued back and forth. Wu Qingya saw that it was almost time to get off work and didn't want to run into Lian Yanyan. She wasn't stupid. It wouldn't matter if she offended the rest of the Lian family, but Lian Yanyan was her daughter. On the contrary, she couldn't afford to offend her now. She needed to leave herself a way out for the future.

"Fine, I don't want to argue anymore. I'm taking my personal belongings with me, and I also need the bicycle from home."

"You can take your things, but not the bicycle; Dazhu bought it." The old lady made a last-ditch effort.

However, neither of them wanted to be late for the end of the workday, so after a few words of argument, the old man from the Lian family took out two bags.

"Your things are all packed. Check them out. The bicycle is in the main room. Go get it."

The old lady said sarcastically, "Take good care of your money, or you'll come back to settle scores later. There are so many neighbors here, they can all be witnesses. We don't have much money, we can't withstand your repeated extortion."

Wu Qingya opened the bag and checked it. It mainly contained the boxes she had brought with her. The boxes contained some inexpensive trinkets on the surface, but there were hidden compartments inside. As long as the boxes were not damaged, her loss would not be significant.

The inspection took some time, and by the time Wu Qingya tied the two bags to her bicycle and pushed it out the door, Lian Yanyan and her uncle had already arrived at the door.

Wu Qingya didn't speak to her daughter, or even glance at her. When Lian Yanyan pushed her past, she kept her head down. Only after she left did she look up at her departing figure. After a while, she raised her hand to cover her eyes and went into the yard.

As people finished get off work, the residential area became more crowded, and many witnessed this scene. Even Yan Yan watched her biological mother leave with longing eyes, and Wu Qingya didn't say a word to the child.

Lian Yanyan has successfully guided public opinion. She will try to stop Lin Feng's rise from all sides. Once she succeeds, it is hard to guarantee that the snobbish Wu Qingya will not turn back to her biological daughter. Whether from a legal or ethical point of view, Lian Yanyan cannot completely ignore her. Therefore, she must sever ties with her from all aspects from the very beginning.

At first, rumors circulated in the factory where Wu Qingya worked that her husband's family was ruthless and that they kicked her out of the house as soon as her husband died. But the rumors from the steel mill quickly spread, and they were more real and dramatic. People were more willing to believe that the rumors from the steel mill were true.

But Wu Qingya doesn't really care what others say as long as it doesn't affect her actual interests.