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

The steel mill's security team arrived quickly and broke the lock on the gate in a few moments. As soon as the gate opened, people outside saw a very pale-faced girl standing against the courtyard wall.

"Oh dear, what a tragedy! The child is still sick. Where has this Comrade Wu gone? He's so unreliable." Neighbor Aunt Zhang said in an exaggerated tone. She had a grudge against Wu Qingya and naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to smear her.

"Aunt Zhang, she should have left yesterday. I haven't eaten since yesterday," Lian Yanyan said 'weakly.' This was true, but she wasn't that weak.

"What? How could she be such a mother?" Although Aunt Zhang was a bit gossipy, she wasn't a bad person. Hearing this, she quickly went back to her own house and brought out a bowl of porridge: "Yanzi, have some porridge to tide you over. Aunt Zhang just cooked it this morning, and it's warm right now, just right for you to eat."

"Yes, yes, eat some porridge first. Grandma Wang will make you a bowl of noodles when we get back. Eat more so you can have more energy and recover faster."

This area is full of factory workers. Even if they have arguments in daily life, they will look out for each other in critical moments. In the previous life, Grandma Wang and Aunt Zhang, the two neighbors, almost found out the truth. It was because the original owner did not have the courage to resist her mother and felt that the matter was too shameful that she kept the truth a secret.

Lian Yanyan didn't stand on ceremony. She ate a bowl of porridge and then finished a bowl of noodles with a poached egg on top. Finally, she felt a little warmer.

"Alright, alright, it's good that you can eat. Swallow, you have to stand up on your own." Grandma Wang was a reserved old lady, subtly advising her.

Everyone was a neighbor, and they all knew that Wu Qingya didn't like her daughter. But with Lian Dazhu around, who had a high salary and the ability to spoil his daughter, life went on in a daze. In private, people had talked about how Wu Qingya might just not like children. Didn't she just abandon the two sons she had with her ex-husband?

There are only the three of them in the Lian family's courtyard now; the other neighbors have all gone home, and the security guards have also gone home.

Aunt Zhang was much more direct: "Yanzi, you're an adult now, and you've even graduated from high school. If you don't want your mother to send you to the countryside, you'd better start planning for yourself. Your father sacrificed his life, and the factory does provide support for the families. Your mother has a job, so you should hold onto that job opportunity tightly, lest she sell you off."

Lian Yanyan nodded, accepting her neighbor's kindness. At the same time, she sighed inwardly, realizing that even Aunt Zhang, who had a grudge against Wu Qingya, was only worried that Wu Qingya was holding onto the Lian family's money.

It is clear that the evil in human nature is unfathomable.

"Go and rest for a while after you finish eating. Getting your health back is the most important thing," Grandma Wang said kindly.

Lian Yanyan shook her head: "Grandma Wang, do you have any spare locks? I need to borrow them for a bit. I need to go to the factory and lock the door."

"Yes, I'll go get it for you."

"Yanzi, what are you going to do at the factory?" Aunt Zhang asked quietly.

"Go and arrange the handover."

"Ah, that's right, come back and rest early."

"Aunt Zhang, could you please look after the house? I need to go back to the countryside. I heard that my grandma fainted after hearing the news, and I want to go back and see her." Lian Yanyan said what she could say.

"Of course, your grandparents had it tough too," Aunt Zhang said with a sigh. Lian Dazhu was the most successful son in the family.

Lian Yanyan locked the front door of her house with a borrowed lock and went to the steel mill. The old man registering at the gate had a good relationship with Lian Dazhu, and as soon as he saw her, he asked, "Yanzi, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to ask about my father's pension."

Where's your mom?

"I don't know. I had a high fever, and she locked me in the house. I don't know what she went to do. She left yesterday."

It has to be said that Wu Qingya was too anxious. She heard that the batch of people who had been sent down to the countryside were coming back, and she was afraid that she would miss the last wave of relief efforts. She didn't even handle the matter of the pension. She was also too confident, thinking that even her family, including her own daughter, wouldn't have the guts to embezzle the pension.

The old man knew Wu Qingya's character to some extent; even Dazhu had been bewitched by her appearance when he was young and had fallen for her tricks.

"Go to Deputy Factory Director Wang's office. He's in charge of this matter. His office is on the third floor. Go up the stairs and turn right. There's a sign on the door. Also, given your father's situation, his family can be arranged a job. You've graduated from high school, so if you don't want to go to the countryside, hurry up and find a job." The old man said in a low voice. Lian Dazhu was a good person, honest but not stupid. The worst decision he ever made was letting Wu Qingya get close to him.

When Lian Dazhu was alive, he was already thinking about his daughter's job, but now every factory position is highly sought after. He had been looking for almost a year but hadn't been able to get her a job. He had even made up his mind that if he really couldn't wait any longer and had to go to the countryside, he would arrange for his daughter to go back to his hometown. His cousin was the village accountant, and his daughter wouldn't suffer there.

"Thank you, sir." Lian Yanyan lowered her eyes and said softly, creating a sad atmosphere. She was not the original owner of this body, so it was difficult for her to empathize with her.

"Go on, your father..." The old man was truly heartbroken; a living, breathing person he saw every day was gone just like that.

Lian Yanyan didn't look up. She secretly rubbed her eyes with her hand. Her skin was quite sensitive, and the rubbing made the corners of her eyes a little red.

Because she was walking with her head slightly lowered, she bumped into someone when she turned to walk into the factory.

"Are you alright?" The person opposite her was very tall. He reached out and supported her arm to make sure she was steady before letting go and taking a step back.

"It's alright, thank you."

The gatekeeper greeted him: "Mo Yan, you're back from patrol? This is Lian Gong's daughter, she came to the factory on business."

Mo Yan had been patrolling the factory all morning and was unaware that the security department had broken the lock on the Lian family's house.

Mo Yan? Lian Yanyan looked up and saw the key figure right after she stepped out the door.

In this era's plot, strictly speaking, Wu Qingya's eldest son, Lin Feng, is the male protagonist, and his future wife is the female protagonist with her own advantages. Wu Qingya's second son, Lin Ting, has two women, namely his wife in public and the original owner's secret lover, who are both the control group for his eldest daughter-in-law, one in the open and one in the dark.

Mo Yan was Lin Feng's most important benefactor. After the reform and opening up, he went into business and made a fortune in both the legal and illegal worlds, quickly accumulating initial capital. He also had overseas relatives who had not yet been investigated, who provided him with great help when his business expanded internationally.

Every time Lin Feng encounters an insurmountable obstacle, Mo Yan appears. In Lin Feng's view, Mo Yan is a person with a near-perfect personality and abilities. He is nearly forty years old and has never married. He has adopted the orphan of a comrade-in-arms.

Even Yan Yan couldn't help but glare at him. If Lin Feng hadn't become successful, would Lin Ting dare to be so arrogant?

Mo Yan was taken aback by the girl's glare and thought, "Why is this girl glaring at me? I don't even know her."