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

"Grandma, when we get to the family compound, please don't mention this. My father has already sacrificed his life. His reputation after death must be perfect. He was just dedicated to his job and gave up his own rest time."

"Okay, okay, I've got it."

Uncle Lian quickly steered the conversation back on track: "Mom, are you really planning to go to my eldest brother's house? Didn't we agree before that I would take care of you two in your old age when he was still alive?"

Grandma Lian didn't reply to her second son, but instead looked at the silent Old Master Lian, who was the one who truly made the decisions.

Actually, the choice is very simple. If he goes to the city, he can protect his eldest son's flesh and blood, and also keep an eye on his younger son's work. Between two sons and one second son, which is more important? Can't he tell the difference?

Moreover, the one I need to worry about the least right now is my second son.

"Second son, we will come back in the future. Now your eldest daughter and third son need your mother and me to take care of them. We can't just abandon them." The elderly couple, who have lived in the countryside all their lives, need a lot of courage to adapt to a life they don't understand. But the sacrifices that the elderly make for their children are immeasurable.

"Grandpa, Grandma, relax. You just need to help me stop my mom from bringing her ex-husband's two sons into the house. I'll take care of the rest. I'll also look after my uncle's job," Lian Yanyan said, noticing the two elderly people's nervousness.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here with milk. As long as I'm here, that woman won't get her way." Grandma Lian comforted her granddaughter. In her memory, Lian Yanyan had always been a little girl hiding behind her eldest son.

Lian Nai's illness was essentially a psychological one. With something to rely on, she was able to get up and go to the main room for dinner.

Aunt Lian exclaimed with delight, "Mother's health has improved?"

Even the third brother, who was sharpening his knife in the corner, was happy and called out "Mother" in a simple and honest voice.

"Second daughter-in-law, go and fry another plate of eggs. Yanzi doesn't like these dishes." Grandma Lian looked at the table and saw that it was still the same three dishes: sorghum rice, potatoes, and dried green beans.

"Mom, there's steamed egg custard in the pot, I'll go get it." Aunt Lian was glad she had acted first; three eggs could make a big bowl of steamed egg custard, otherwise it would be gone after just a few bites of frying.

"Yanzi, it's too late today. Your second aunt has already prepared the meal. Tomorrow, Grandma will make you some fine grains."

"It's alright, Grandma, I can't eat much either." This body is actually still sick. The only reason she was able to travel all the way from the city to the village was because she was forcing herself to stay alive with anger.

Because Chu Lanyu herself died inexplicably, and because the original owner was so mistreated by her inhuman mother, a mix of anger sustained her.

She is the kind of person who becomes calmer the angrier she gets. On the surface, she seems calm, but in reality, she has already made countless plans in her mind.

"My poor swallow!" Lian Nai's emotions surged again.

"Grandma, don't be sad. My uncle and I will still be relying on you to cook for us in the future, and I will also rely on you and Grandpa to protect me. You must take good care of your health." Lian Yanyan quickly comforted her. The old lady was the main force in dealing with Wu Qingya.

Even the third brother smiled sheepishly, completely oblivious to the difference, but the second aunt immediately noticed and looked at her husband questioningly.

Uncle Lian explained to her in a low voice, "Because of what happened to my eldest brother, the factory gave us two positions to take over. One is an office job, and the other is cleaning. Yanzi and Lao San will go to work there."

The smile on Aunt Lian's face froze instantly. The second son of the Lian family got married early, and the eldest son of the second wife is already twenty-three years old. He has a wife and works on the farm. Why give this job opportunity to the third son, that simpleton, instead of the eldest grandson of the Lian family?

"How can the third child go to work like this?"

"Second Aunt, the factory learned about the family's situation. My father is gone and can't take care of my parents and younger brother. The factory made an exception and arranged a toilet cleaning job for my uncle." Lian Yanyan didn't mention that she had asked for the job herself, only saying that the factory had taken special care of her uncle.

This way of saying it is good for family harmony, and anyway, my second aunt wouldn't dare to go to the factory to ask.

"Is it specially made for the third son by the factory?"

"Well, if it weren't for my uncle's special circumstances, the factory wouldn't have given him another job." The implication was that if it weren't for my uncle, no one else would have received this special treatment.

"The factory is quite kind," Aunt Lian said listlessly.

Uncle Lian and Old Master Lian exchanged a glance but remained silent. The girl hadn't said that in the inner room earlier!

Even the third brother only belatedly realized what was happening: "I'm going to work in the factory?"

"Yes, Mom will go too, to cook for you and your niece." Grandma Lian was always patient with her youngest son.

"I can't do anything."

"Do you know how to sweep the floor?"

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"That's fine then. Going to work in the factory is just sweeping floors anyway," Lian Yanyan reassured her.

"There are sweeping jobs in the factory?" the uncle asked in surprise. In his mind, working in a factory was a very mysterious thing.

"The factory floor and toilets get dirty, and when they do, they need to be cleaned up."

After dinner, Lian Yanyan was completely exhausted and fell asleep without even washing her face. However, she felt refreshed when she woke up the next morning.

But in order to maintain the image of a grieving daughter who has lost her father, she sat obediently in the yard, lost in thought.

Early in the morning, the two elderly people in the Lian family got busy packing dried vegetables, eggs, potatoes, sweet potatoes and other items into a package.

"Grandma, we'll have to change buses several times. Shouldn't we just leave the eggs? What if they break?"

"It's alright, we've wrapped it up in our clothes. You guys in the city need coupons to buy eggs, it's so difficult."

In reality, most rural families only raise three or four chickens these days, and the eggs they get are saved from eating.

"Grandma, the factory issues food coupons, and it's easier to buy them now." It's been 76 years now, and the most difficult times are over. Food is still rationed, but you can still buy it by queuing up.

"Take it with you; these things are easy to find in the countryside," Uncle Lian advised.

Where can we easily obtain food? Currently, production hasn't been distributed to individual households; any refined food is saved by cutting back on what we eat.

Lian Yanyan was helpless, and even her second aunt's face turned green.

"Second Aunt, these are cloth coupons issued by my mother's workplace. I came back in a hurry and didn't have time to buy cloth, nor do I know how to buy it. You can take these to buy cloth and make a dress." Fortunately, she had looked through Wu Qingya's coupons before leaving.

Even Auntie Lian didn't know how to react for a moment. Actually, she wasn't a bad person at heart; she was just being difficult because of poverty.

"Yanzi, your second aunt can't accept this. You're the only one left in your family. How can your second aunt take your things?"

"Second Aunt, why are you being so polite with us? I'm not in the mood to make clothes these days, it would be a waste to leave them until they expire." Lian Yanyan handed her a cloth coupon that had six months left to expire.

Even when the second aunt was about to refuse, the old man spoke up: "Second daughter-in-law, you should accept it; it's your niece's thoughtful gift."

"Second Aunt, I'm still weak, so don't argue with me." Lian Yanyan stuffed the cloth coupons into her hand, then leaned against the wall and sat back down.

"You'll need to take good care of yourself. Your second aunt will make you a bowl of sweet soup."

The old man felt a pang of sadness. He hadn't noticed it before, but now it seemed that his granddaughter was just like his eldest son. She appeared simple on the surface, but she was actually quite shrewd.