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

There was another hidden reason: out of a modern mindset, she didn't want all her family members to get involved with Mo Yan. Although she wouldn't compromise for these people, if things really got out of hand, divorce would be a disastrous outcome.

Yes, she anticipated the possibility of divorce. She did not deny her sincerity at the moment, but she could also accept a change of heart at the future.

Uncle Lian quickly agreed, "Okay, thank you Yanzi for thinking of the two of them."

"Second Uncle, we're all family, no need to be so polite. Tell your eldest brother not to tell anyone before things are settled."

"Uncle understands, he understands, don't worry."

After making the call at a public phone booth, Lian Yanyan took her son home: "Yangyang, was the after-school program fun?"

"It's fun! The teacher taught us how to draw, and the food is delicious."

Are you going again tomorrow?

"Go, Mom, when is Dad coming back? Yangyang wants to know."

"Mom doesn't know either, but he'll come back eventually," Lian Yanyan comforted her son, stroking his head.

I looked up and was surprised to see someone.

"Why are you here?" Lian Yanyan knew that Wu Qingya would come looking for her sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to be so soon. She had predicted that the factory would start to decline and Mo Yan would begin to show his talent.

"You child, I'm your mother, can't I come to see you? Did you give birth to this? It's prettier than you."

"Do you enjoy belittling me that much?" Lian Yanyan asked coldly.

Wu Qingya said with loving reproach, "How old are you? Why are you still competing for attention with the child? No matter how handsome he is, he's still your son."

"Alright, we're not in a loving mother-son relationship. Everyone remembers what you've done. So, what do you want?" Lian Yanyan pulled her son to her side. Speaking of which, Yangyang's features resembled Wu Qingya's. He inherited the best features from both his parents, and even at such a young age, he already showed signs of becoming a handsome young man.

"You child, no matter what, I'm still your mother. If your Uncle Lin hadn't seen you on stage at the Education Bureau meeting, I wouldn't have known you were working there. After all these years, you still blame your mother?" Wu Qingya was a profit-driven person. As long as she saw the benefits, she would lower herself to belittle her own daughter for more than ten years.

"Haha, I knew it! You lived in this city for four or five years and never asked me a single question. Didn't you remember you had a daughter back then? You were so good to your Lin family, treating me like dirt, hitting me whenever they wanted, and abandoning me whenever they wanted. Now you're even bowing down and begging me."

"No, it's me."

When Qian Dali came home from get off work, he saw a woman blocking his sister-in-law's way: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. My opportunistic mother came to beg me on behalf of her ex-husband." Lian Yanyan said sarcastically.

Qian Dali shouted loudly, "Mom, Mom, wife, come out!"

Aunt Qian rushed out with a spatula in her hand, followed by Qian Dali's wife, who was carrying a child.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Mom, this is my sister-in-law's biological mother. She's here to cause trouble. I heard she's trying to extort money from me. I can't handle her. You guys come and protect my sister-in-law." Qian Dali stepped forward and picked up Yangyang: "Yangyang, come home with your uncle to play."

"No, I want to protect Mom."

"You can't protect the child by yourself, but Grandma Qian and Auntie will help you protect him." After saying that, she took the child into the house despite his objections. When she passed by her daughter-in-law, she also took the little girl from her arms.

Qian Dali's wife freed her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and said, "Come on, come at me. I'm an educated woman, I'm not afraid of you."

Wu Qingya blushed with anger at the change before her eyes, and pointed at Lian Yanyan: "You're still so low-class, you just like to hang out with these reckless people."

Lian Yanyan looked at her indifferently: "Are you sure you want to talk to me like this? Have you forgotten that you came to beg me today on behalf of your ex-husband?"

Aunt Qian brandished her spatula: "You shameless bastard! You were spending Lian Gong's money to support his ex-husband, and when Lian Gong died, before the seven-day mourning period was even over, you went into his house and brought your two sons back to beat your daughter. When your daughter went to university and had a baby, you didn't show any concern. Now you have the nerve to ask your daughter to take care of his ex-husband? Are you even human? How dare you even ask?"

Qian Dali's wife continued her mother-in-law's words: "What kind of shame does this kind of woman have? I heard she likes to pull men's collars in front of them. If a man doesn't do what she wants, she'll falsely accuse him of being a pervert. She's heartless."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law launched into a tirade against Wu Qingya, attracting the attention of the neighbors who gathered around, pointing and whispering. At this point, all Yan Yan had to do was lower her head and play the role of a heartbroken person.

As Wu Qingya fled in panic, Lian Yanyan covered her forehead and said, "Aunt Qian, thank you both. I'm not feeling well, I'll go inside and lie down for a while."

"Okay, okay, go and rest. Yangyang is all taken care of. Don't bother cooking, I'm cooking. I'll serve you a bowl in a bit," Aunt Qian comforted him.

Qian Dali's wife helped her into the house, closed the door for her, and then went home.

Lian Yanyan was thinking about something. She hadn't noticed Lin Feng's father at the meeting today, but Wu Qingya had approached her so quickly, which proved that he must have been attending the meeting. He was doing quite well; in just a few years, he was able to attend a meeting of the Municipal Education Bureau.

The next day at work, Lian Yanyan took advantage of organizing the meeting minutes to find out who the attendees were from a middle school in a certain district, namely, teacher representative Lin Zhixu.

Teacher representatives!

Then he should just stay a teacher forever. I need to talk to the principal of his school. We can't let someone with such a dirty mind have the opportunity to have one-on-one contact with girls.

In recent years, with the large-scale return of educated youth to the city, where are there so many job opportunities? The streets are chaotic. Even Yan Yan, apart from going to work every day and occasionally returning to her family home, doesn't go anywhere else. Her children practically want to be tied to her with a rope.

On Sunday, Lian Yanyan returned to the Lian family home with her child: "Grandma, let's sunbathe."

The old lady was chatting and sunbathing with several other old ladies at the gate when she saw her granddaughter bringing her great-grandson back. She stopped chatting, grabbed her little stool, and went home.

"Yangyang, let Great-Grandma take a look."

"Great-Grandma, Yangyang missed you. I'm in early childhood education class now, and I've even learned to draw. Where's Uncle? Where's Aunt?" Yangyang sweetly coaxed the old lady while looking for her friends.

Last year, He Lanying gave birth to another daughter, and Lian Sanzhu now has both a son and a daughter. However, it's a bit difficult for one person's salary to support such a large family. Recently, the elderly couple in the Lian family have been thinking about returning to their hometown. Their youngest son is doing well, and their granddaughter no longer needs their help. In recent years, the policies have changed a lot, and there are no strict controls on the number of chickens and ducks raised in rural areas. They think that the countryside is spacious, and if they raise more chickens and ducks there, they can supplement their household income.

"Your great-aunt took your uncle to buy groceries, your aunt is sleeping inside, and your great-uncle is watching over her." The old lady patiently answered all his questions.