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

Even Auntie had to admit: "She's a college student after all, she knows everything. We didn't know any of this before. It's an old saying passed down from generation to generation. It's normal to get sick after giving birth. Everyone is used to it. When I gave birth to my first child, I didn't know either. Your grandma helped soothe him during the day, and I soothed him myself at night. I was afraid of waking up your second uncle, so I went to the end of the bed to soothe him myself. After that, I always had back pain."

"Right? Look at me, I don't feel any pain anywhere. After giving birth, your body is at its weakest, so you have to take good care of yourself and not get angry."

Lian Qingqing objected: "Sister, that's because your husband is good. He listens to what you say, and it's your family who takes care of you during your postpartum period. What if your husband's family and your husband don't listen to you?"

Lian Yanyan glanced at her cousin in surprise: "Qingqing is so smart. She saw through the phenomenon at a glance. I don't have a perfect solution either, but if I were in such a situation, I would spend money to find a trustworthy person to take care of me. I have money and don't need to ask my in-laws for help."

Lian Qingqing thought for a few seconds and said, "Sister, I also want to go to university. Once I have a job, I'll have a salary. If my in-laws don't treat me well, I'll spend money to make sure I live a good life."

"Yes, that's the right way to think. In this life, good health is the most important thing. Never make things difficult for yourself." Money can't solve all problems, but it can solve most of them.

Aunt Lian felt something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"Have you decided on a name for the baby yet?"

"No, his father has already rejected no less than a hundred names." Lian Yanyan said with a smile. Mo Yan is considered to be late in marriage and childbirth in this era. He doesn't know how to treat his child well. He always feels that his son is the best child in the world and no name is worthy of him.

"How about we give it a nickname for now?"

"What's your nickname? This little guy is so chubby, how about calling him Little Bun?" Lian Yanyan poked her chubby son's face, but the sleeping child was completely unaffected and continued to snore.

Lian Qingqing removed her sister's hand, making a perfunctory gesture to stop her from poking the child.

"Where can I order something to eat? Let's get something else."

"Isn't it true that a humble name makes a child easier to raise? How about we call him Gou Sheng (Dog's Leftovers)?"

"Would Mo Yan agree?"

Okay, no!

"How about I name him formally, and his dad can name him nickname?" Lian Yanyan suddenly remembered a poem: "Pine and bamboo grow freely along the river, there are houses, shrouded in clouds, called Songchuan, Mo Songchuan, meaning resilience and broad-mindedness."

When Mo Yan got home from get off work, she received the devastating news that her son had already been named. She tried to reason with him, saying, "This name is too simple. Should I think about it again?"

"You started thinking about this from the time I got pregnant. Before, you wanted a name that could be used for both boys and girls. It's been almost a month since I gave birth, and you still haven't decided. So let's just go with this name. It's a great name with a good meaning. Let's settle on it. I'll register the birth in a few days after I finish my postpartum confinement. You can take your time to think of a nickname."

Mo Yan wanted to protest, but she had rejected the name she had come up with herself, and couldn't think of a good name for a while. She could only hold her chubby son and feel a little aggrieved for a while. In order to prevent her chubby son from being given the nickname "Dog Leftovers" by his mother, Mo Yan had no choice but to hastily decide on the nickname Yangyang for him.

After Lian Yanyan finished her postpartum confinement and started school, her second aunt helped take care of her for another half a month. She then explained the child's situation to the aunt that Mo Yan had found to help before taking Lian Qingqing home.

After having a child, Lian Yanyan only uses her dormitory bed for afternoon naps, as her son, Xiao Yangyang, drinks formula during the day and breast milk at night.

The four years of university passed relatively easily. In this era, university students were guaranteed job placement, and the first batch of university students were even sought after by various employers, giving graduates more options.

"Yanzi, where are you planning to go?" Yang Juan asked curiously. After spending four years together, she knew very well that Lian Yanyan was a woman with her own ideas.

"The municipal government, the education bureau." Lian Yanyan had a clear goal; she had already made her choice and even spoken to the teacher beforehand.

"Oh my, then you'll be my superior from now on?" Cao Ying chimed in. Her family thought she was simple-minded and the school environment was relatively simple. It had been four years since the college entrance examination was reinstated, and the status of teachers was gradually improving, so they encouraged her to try to stay at the school as a teacher.

"Yeah, you'd better behave yourself when you see me in the future." Lian Yanyan tilted her head back, pretending to tease her.

"You're getting cocky just because I said you're fat?" Cao Ying reached out and grabbed her.

Even with a simple grappling technique, Lian Yanyan easily subdued her. She hadn't been idle these past few years, taking the time to learn many moves from Mo Yan.

Yang Juan laughed from the side: "Look at you, you always can't win an argument or a fight, and you never remember anything, you always provoke her."

Cao Ying rolled her eyes rather inelegantly: "This person is my nemesis."

While suppressing her, Lian Yanyan asked Yang Juan, "Sister Juan, what about you? What options are there in your hometown?"

In principle, they should be reassigned to their place of origin.

"There are still many options. My first choice is the government sector, but you know, my husband is not from the same place as me. He won't graduate until next year, and I'm worried that he won't be able to stay here."

"Let's choose jobs first, and if that doesn't work out, we can try to transfer to the same place," Lian Yanyan comforted her. This is a characteristic of this era; some couples are separated and may only be able to reunite after retirement.

"You guys are so lucky, your partners are all from the same city," Yang Juan said enviously. Cao Ying had dated someone from the same city during these four years, and their family backgrounds were similar to hers. Their parents had already met, and they got married after graduation.

Lian Yanyan smiled but didn't say anything. Recently, Mo Yan and Zhou Nan have been seeing each other more often. His business empire should be starting soon, and then she will have to face a long-term separation.

"Speaking of which, I'm getting married next month, you all have to come," Cao Ying said, straightening her clothes.

"Don't worry, we'll definitely go."

After attending Cao Ying's wedding, Lian Yanyan went to the Municipal Education Bureau to register. A deputy director surnamed Li personally handled her registration.

"Welcome to our new colleague, Comrade Lian."

"Welcome, college student! Come in, have a seat. Your desk is all set up."

"Thank you, Sister Yu." Lian Yanyan remembered that Director Li introduced her as surnamed Yu.

"Oh my, I'm almost fifty, and you're still calling me 'sister'!"

"Really? Impossible! You look so young, how could you be forty?" Lian Yanyan praised with a look of surprise. No matter the era, it's never wrong to compliment someone on looking young.

"College students really know how to talk," Yu Chun said with a pleasant smile.

Lian Yanyan was sweet-talking and approachable, always eager to do any job, and quickly became well-liked throughout the bureau. She even took the opportunity to treat her grandparents to a meal at the canteen shared with the municipal government.

The old lady was so happy that she told everyone she met, "Even the water in the city government cafeteria is sweet."

The two elderly people have been eating well and worry-free in the city for the past few years, and the wrinkles on their faces have smoothed out a lot. When they went back to their hometown for the Spring Festival, the elderly people in the village were very envious.