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

Lian Yanyan regretted her glare as soon as she finished, and quickly lowered her head, feigning weakness as she whispered, "I'm sorry, I was startled when you bumped into me suddenly."

The old man behind her quickly came to her rescue: "It's alright, girl, go ahead and get things done before noon."

Lian Yanyan left in a hurry. Mo Yan quietly shook his head, thinking to himself, "Lian Gong's daughter is quite clever. Her words just now seemed like an apology, but in fact she made her stance clear: 'You bumped into me and startled me, so I glared at you.'"

The deputy factory director's office.

"Lian Yanyan, do you mean you want two jobs? According to regulations, Lian Gong's job can be taken over by someone else. The organization takes care of the hero's family and has arranged for you to work in the archives. But having two jobs is not in accordance with regulations."

"Deputy Factory Director Wang, my father is a level 6 fitter, and his monthly salary is 82.5 yuan. The regular staff member in the data room only earns 32.5 yuan a month. It's not enough to cover our family's expenses at all."

"Your mother also has a job, how can she have such a big burden?"

"I'm talking about my grandparents back home. My father was the most successful person in the family, and he's always been the one supporting us. I also have an uncle who isn't very bright; without my father's support, he might not even be able to survive. Uncle Wang, I know this request violates the factory's regulations, but I just want to find my uncle a job doing cleaning and logistics work. He's obedient and has a lot of strength." Lian Yanyan took out a TV ticket from her pocket and pushed it over. This ticket was for a TV that Wu Qingya wanted, and Lian Dazhu had someone buy it for her, but unfortunately, he passed away before he could buy it.

In fact, given Lian Dazhu's situation, giving him an extra quota to enter the factory wouldn't be against the rules, after all, he's a hero. And what Deputy Factory Director Wang said was just normal work procedure.

"Yanzi, what kind of person do you take Uncle Wang for? Take him back."

"Uncle Wang, it's just a ticket for a TV set. Our family can't afford a TV set anymore, so it would be a waste to keep it until it expires."

Deputy Factory Director Wang did want a TV ticket, but it was a hot commodity. The last one he got, he gave to the guild chairman.

"Yanzi, your uncle will buy it. It must have been expensive for your dad to get this."

Lian Yanyan shook her head: "No need, Uncle. I heard from my dad that it was given to him by his fellow disciple. It shouldn't have cost much money."

Not at all. It was exchanged for a whole hundred catties of national grain coupons. Even Dazhu had been completely controlled by Wu Qingya his whole life.

"Then the uncle can't just take it for free."

"Uncle Wang, please take this first. We're neighbors, we can talk about it later. I need to go back to my hometown soon, it would be troublesome if I lost it."

"Going back by yourself? Where's your mother?"

"I don't know. I had a fever, and she locked me in the house and disappeared. She left yesterday. Today, Grandma Wang and Aunt Zhang cooked me a meal, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get up."

"What? This morning I passed by your house on my way to work and saw that your front door was locked. I didn't expect her to leave you at home." Isn't this trying to kill someone?

Aside from Lian Dazhu himself, everyone nearby could see that Wu Qingya looked down on Lian Dazhu.

"Yanzi, go to work properly from now on, and don't listen to your mother about everything."

"Uncle Wang, I know, she doesn't like my dad, and she doesn't like me either," Lian Yanyan said, lowering her eyes and speaking in a dejected tone.

"Yanzi, it's okay. You're an adult now. You'll have a job and be able to support yourself."

The factory had already decided on the matter of Lian Dazhu: he died in the line of duty, a major achievement, and would receive a pension of 700 yuan. Jobs would be arranged for his two immediate family members. With the help of Deputy Factory Director Wang, the procedures were completed quickly.

After receiving the compensation, Lian Yanyan did not put it in her bag. Instead, she said to Deputy Factory Director Wang, "Uncle Wang, I need to catch a bus in a bit. It's not safe to carry so much money. Could you keep it for me? I'll come back and get it from your house."

"Okay, Uncle Wang will keep it for you for now. I'll put it in the metal cabinet in my office; it's safer than at home."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"Go back to your hometown and spend more time with your elderly relatives. They've lost their son, and it's not easy for them either. As for the job, it's okay to start a few days later. Uncle Wang is here."

"Okay." Lian Yanyan responded softly, but what she really thought was that she could not start the job, but she had to come back as soon as possible and not let outsiders take over the house.

"Be careful on the road, don't talk to strangers, do you have any change?" Deputy Factory Director Wang had watched her grow up and felt very sorry for the little girl.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Wang. I have some change."

Lian Dazhu's hometown wasn't too far from Qingcheng, but there weren't many buses in those days. There was only one bus a day to the county town, and only one bus a day from the county town to the town. Getting from the town to the village depended on luck. If you could catch a village oxcart, you could pay five cents to ride it. If you missed it, you had to walk back.

The original owner used to go back to her hometown with Lian Dazhu several times a year, so she knew the route well. This was the first time she went back by herself, and she was lucky. When she arrived in town, she saw Lian's relatives as soon as she got off the bus.

"Swallows? The swallows from Dazhu's house?" an aunt asked hesitantly.

"Auntie?" Lian Yanyan asked tentatively. She didn't stay long when she went back each year, and she wasn't particularly familiar with many people in the village.

"Hey, why are you back? Did you come back by yourself? Where's your mother?" This aunt was from Lian Dazhu's paternal uncle's family. Everyone in the village knew about Lian Dazhu's sacrifice, and the factory specially sent someone back to bring his body back to be buried in the ancestral grave.

Lian Dazhu's mother fainted on the spot and hasn't gotten up yet.

"I came back to see my grandparents."

Auntie didn't ask any further questions out of pity. She knew that the woman Dazhu married looked down on rural people and had only come back a handful of times in all the years they had been married.

"Let's go, the village's oxcart is still in town, let's ride back together."

"Thank you, Auntie," she replied softly, maintaining the original owner's timid and reserved demeanor.

"No need to thank me, you city people are so polite. This child has become so thin."

On the oxcart, the villagers curiously inquired about Lian Dazhu's situation. Lian Yanyan replied with a few words that everyone already knew, but when pressed further, she lowered her head and remained silent. Her aunt spoke up for her, saying, "Why are you all making things difficult for a child? What could she possibly know?"

"And what about your mother?"

You can say, and you must say, "I don't know, I had a fever, and she just disappeared."

"What? She didn't run away, did she?"

"Why are you running away? Do you think she's like you? She has a job, is she going back to her parents' house?"

"Why didn't you take your daughter with you when you went back to your parents' home? Is that woman looking for another husband? It's only been a few days. City women are so heartless."

The eldest aunt pulled Lian Yanyan, who had her head down, behind her and glared at the crowd who were about to speak.