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

After the auction began, bidding continued until only one former deputy governor, Mike, remained to compete with her. Lin Wanzhen was determined to win, and the price far exceeded the item's original value.

Finally, Mike stopped, smiled, and nodded to Lin Wanzhen.

Lin Wanzhen smiled in response, indicating to the host that she had something to say.

"I want to tell you the story of these bracelets. My grandmother's hometown is in a remote mountain area. The people there are all descendants of soldiers and miners. Because silver mines were discovered there, the government sent people to guard and mine them. So, most of the people there know how to make silverware to some extent, and it has become a custom that girls wear silverware they made themselves when they get married."

Lin Wanzhen reached out and stroked the pair of bracelets, looking at Lin Baozhen below the stage with a reproachful gaze.

"My grandmother made these bracelets herself. From selecting the materials, they were reforged nine times before she finally succeeded in making them. The patterns on them were all carved by her own hand, and the last character of her name is also inside. Such items are meant to be left to the descendants of the family, meaning that the elders will always protect the younger generation. So no matter what the cost, these bracelets cannot be lost."

Lin Baozhen, sitting in the audience, turned pale. Even if she was ignorant, she knew that she had made a big mistake today. Didn't her mother check it when she gave it to her?

"Mr. Mike," Lin Wanzhen continued, "I heard you were here to celebrate your mother's birthday. I'm so sorry to have spoiled your mood. A few days ago, I acquired a brooch from a European royal family. I'll have it delivered to your residence later, as a way of exchanging it for these bracelets."

"Oh, since it's an important heirloom of Madam Lin, it should naturally be in the hands of the Lin family. I do need a gift for my mother, so I'll buy the brooch at the normal price."

"Mr. Mike, the price is not important, but we cannot tarnish your reputation. Let's go with the starting bid for these bracelets. We'll have someone send them over in a bit, so you can return home to celebrate your mother's birthday."

The matter was resolved perfectly. The heirloom of the Lin family matriarch remained in the hands of the Lin family, and Mr. Mike was compensated with a brooch of higher value that better suited the aesthetic values ​​of Europeans and Americans.

Happy to everyone!

Of course, this does not include Lin Baozhen and her daughter.

Lin Fusheng was furious upon receiving the news and rushed home from his lover's place. By the time Lin Baozhen returned, her parents were already arguing.

"What are you going to do? Take those bracelets out too?"

"You were the one who said to bring one of your mother's pieces of jewelry, saying it had a good meaning. Didn't you see it when I took it out? What are you yelling at me for now?"

"I only saw a box, but I didn't see what was inside. Lin Baozhen is an idiot; didn't she know to check it?"

"Why are you talking about my Baozhen? She wasn't raised by the old lady, what does she know? If that bitch hadn't replaced Baozhen, would she have made such a mistake?" Mrs. Lin was initially somewhat in the wrong, but when Lin Baozhen was mentioned, she immediately straightened her back, like a mother cow protecting her calf.

"She doesn't know, and neither do you? You were always hanging around my mother before you married into the family, how could you not know about those bracelets?"

"It's been too long, who can remember something from so long ago?" Mrs. Lin's eyes darted around. She hadn't thought much about it at the time, just glanced at it casually and took it out. Her mother-in-law had a lot of jewelry and silver ornaments, and she really didn't remember about the pair of bracelets.

Lin Wanzhen is really something. If you're going to film it, just film it. Why bother mentioning the source? She just doesn't want them, mother and daughter, to live in peace.

"I don't care, you figure out how to get the bracelet back yourselves, or this isn't over." Lin Fu angrily smashed a teacup and turned to leave.

Lin Baozhen stepped forward and took her mother's arm: "Mom, what should we do?"

"It's alright, it has nothing to do with you. Just go back, Mom will figure something out." Mrs. Lin smiled at her daughter.

"Mom, I'll give it a try." Lin Baozhen didn't want to put her mother in a difficult position.

"No need. My daughter is far more noble than Lin Wanzhen. How could I beg her? I'll just buy her back with the money."

"Mom, Lin Wanzhen isn't short of money, so buying it might not be feasible. I'll go instead."

"But,"

"Mom, I'm married now, I'm an adult, I can't let you protect me forever, I can manage." Lin Baozhen hugged her mother and acted coquettishly.

"Alright, Baozhen is an adult now. There's no need to force her or beg her too much. Even if we can't get it back, it won't be a big deal," Mrs. Lin comforted her.

On Yilan Street, Lin Baozhen looked at the familiar shop names and unfamiliar signs with a blank expression. This was the place where she grew up, a place that was chaotic and gloomy in her memory, but had become bright and prosperous.

The flavors of beef noodles, stir-fried rice noodles, fish balls, and egg waffles intertwine, creating a complex street food taste.

Some longtime shopkeepers already recognized her: "Baozhen?"

Lin Baozhen instinctively covered her nose; the person who came smelled strongly of fried food.

The shop owner, who had tried to strike up a conversation, stopped smiling, rolled his eyes at her hand covering her nose, and said, "Can't stand the smell? Why didn't it kill you before?"

"You're so vulgar!"

"If you're not vulgar, what are you doing in a place like this, Miss?"

"None of your business?" Lin Baozhen put on airs and gave him a haughty sidelong glance.

Grandma Chen slowly walked over and spoke to the shop owner first: "Ah Yuan, go do your business."

"Grandma, be careful." The shop owner immediately put on a smiling face.

"It's alright," Granny Chen waved her hand, telling the shopkeeper to go back, and then turned to Lin Baozhen and said, "Let's find a place to sit down."

Lin Baozhen was a little afraid to face the old lady. Years ago, in order to get closer to her mother, she stole the money that Chen Axiong had prepared to pay for the old lady's eye exam.

She didn't know why she came to Yilan Street, even though she knew Lin Wanzhen no longer lived there.

Grandma Chen took Lin Baozhen to the beverage shop. Afen was quite far along in her pregnancy, and Grandma Chen was worried about her, so she came often recently to help look after the shop.

"Sit down," Granny Chen said calmly to Lin Baozhen.

"Grandma, it's me,"

"Change your tune; you're not my granddaughter."

"I'm sorry, you must be mad at me."

"I blame you, but not for finding your mother. After all, everyone wants a good life and to have their own mother love them. What I blame is that you stole Ah Xiong's money. He risked his life to save that money, didn't you know that? You became the eldest daughter of the Lin family, but you didn't even think about paying it back. Is this how I taught you?"

"I," Lin Baozhen wanted to say, even if she returned to the Lin family, she wouldn't be able to easily access tens of thousands of yuan; sometimes her allowance wasn't even enough.

But when I met Grandma Chen's calm eyes, I suddenly couldn't say anything. Could anything be more difficult than Chen Ah Xiong's?

"Baozhen, be a proper young lady of the Lin family. This is not a place for you." Granny Chen shook her head, her words clearly indicating that she did not want to see her.

"I can pay it back, I..."

"It's only right that you pay back the money. Ah Xiong said back then that he would consider it a settlement for our brother-sister relationship over the years, so we won't ask for the debt back. But if you want to pay it back, we will."