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

"Lu Zhiyao!!!"

Next, Lu Yunqing protected his sister and offered lukewarm advice to their father, while Lu Zhiyao would occasionally add insult to injury, causing the Lord Lu to curse in anger, creating a huge commotion in the study.

Until Lu Yunqing sternly stopped her: "Zhiyao, stop talking."

"oh."

"Apologize to your father."

"Father, I was wrong." Lu Zhiyao apologized quickly without any sincerity. She knew very well who her backer was: her older brother and sister. So she listened to her eldest brother and apologized immediately even if she was not convinced.

"You, you, you all!" Lord Lu pointed at his children with trembling hands, "It's all because of you and Zhilan that you spoiled them, you unfilial daughters."

Lu Yunqing knelt down: "Father, Yao'er is too talkative. I will teach her a lesson when I get back."

Lu Zhiyao: It seems that her older brother is her father, and the old man across the street who is panting with anger is the neighbor whose window was smashed.

"Get out, I don't want to see her."

Lu Zhiyao helped her brother up, and Lu Yunqing helped his sister up as they retreated, keeping pace with her steps.

"You don't want to see me yet? I'll let you see me. I'll come back every few days so you can see me," Lu Zhiyao muttered softly.

Lu Yunqing maintained her expression, a smile appearing in her eyes. This Yao'er was much the same as when she first returned to the capital, radiating vitality. She didn't know when it started, but Yao'er began to dislike going out, becoming quiet, and always keeping her head down.

"Alright, go back and copy the Analects for Women ten times, so you can talk back to your father."

"Yao'er knows she was wrong, and Big Brother's punishment is justified." Lu Zhiyao didn't mention that she was being punished even though she was married, and simply agreed. Big Brother didn't even mention a time limit, so she could copy it if she wanted, or not if she didn't.

The matter in the study was not deliberately concealed, and the Fan family also received the news. They were so shocked that they stood up and were about to go to the study.

The newly arrived nanny, Lin, quickly helped her walk: "Madam, don't worry. Perhaps the master and young master were talking too loudly, and the servants were frightened."

"Yao'er is still in the study. What if we scare her? Quick, I have to go check on her."

Lu Yunqing and her younger sister ran into their mother at the courtyard gate: "Mother, are you going out?"

"Yao'er, did your father get angry? Were you frightened?" Madam Fan asked her daughter before answering her son.

"Mom, it's alright. I'm not that easy to scare. I'm not a child anymore," Lu Zhiyao said, holding her mother's arm.

"Next time something like this happens, just come out and ignore them," Madam Fan instructed, then asked her son, "Yunqing, what's your father arguing about? Did he yell at you?"

"It's nothing, just a difference of political views." Lu Yunqing downplayed the issue, knowing that her mother was not very perceptive and there were many things she couldn't tell her.

"Your grandfather said that you are smarter than your father, Yunqing, and you don't have to do everything he says. If he scolds you again, come to me. You are also a father, how can you not give me any dignity?" Madam Fan said worriedly.

"Mother, don't worry, eldest brother is the smartest." Lu Zhiyao flattered her brother.

Mrs. Fan calmed down and went along with her daughter's words: "Didn't you say your father was the smartest when you were little?"

"That was when I was young and ignorant. Now that I'm older, I know that my eldest brother is the smartest, and my second smartest sister is the second smartest."

Lu Yunqing couldn't help but flick her sister's forehead: "Don't say such exaggerated things when you're out."

"Oh, then I'll tell you at home. Brother, you'll be happy to hear that, won't you?" Lu Zhiyao said playfully, "Mother, is Granny Lin taking good care of you?"

In fact, Madam Lin was only in her thirties. She was called Granny Lin because of her impressive background and because she was a steward for the old lady in the mansion.

"Okay, you know when to advance and retreat without saying much, and you understand food and clothing. It's just that Xinrong isn't very happy."

"Mother, you're spoiling her too much, she's just a servant." She was so unhappy that even her master could see it; wasn't this just giving her master a hard time?

"She's worried that I won't rely on her anymore; after all, she's been by my side for over ten years."

"Mother, she has plenty to eat and drink, receives a monthly stipend from the head steward, and lives a life of luxury by your side. Isn't she satisfied?" Lu Zhiyao's tone changed.

Fearing that her youngest daughter would kick the person out, Madam Fan quickly said, "No, no, she didn't say anything. I figured it out myself."

Lu Zhiyao glanced at her eldest brother and decided to find an opportunity to give Xinrong another warning. If it weren't for the fear that her mother wouldn't adapt, and also to give the people outside who were watching the Lu family a false message, why would she keep her around?

After arguing with her adoptive father, Lu Zhiyao returned to the Zhou family feeling quite satisfied, and ate an extra half bowl of porridge that evening.

Five days before the Zhou family matriarch's birthday banquet, the courtyard of the fourth branch of the Zhou family was eerily silent. The fourth mistress, pale-faced, stared at several servants and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "What did you say?"

What does it mean to not have enough money?

Why can't the kitchen make so many desserts?

Why is there not enough tea in the manor's storeroom?

Several stewards stood calmly in the center, but they were extremely anxious: "Fourth Madam, the weather is hot now, and the pastries cannot be made a day in advance. The kitchen will also have to prepare the main dishes on the day, so there is no time to make pastries. We cannot not serve pastries when guests come; it would be too improper."

"Fourth Madam, the tea purchased monthly by the manor is only enough to supply the masters of the manor. The tea for banquets must be purchased separately."

"Fourth Madam, for the Old Madam's birthday banquet, the entire mansion needs to be decorated, and red silk and red paper need to be purchased."

Zhao tried hard to suppress her bewilderment and said sternly, "Don't try to fool me. The manor's storeroom has all the decorations we need. Why would we need to buy more?"

"Reporting to Fourth Madam, those items in the mansion are all old and faded. We've picked out the usable ones, which is less than half. The rest will need to be purchased," the steward calmly replied.

Zhao gritted her teeth: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"The bill for the birthday banquet was given to the Fourth Madam long ago," the steward said innocently.

The money was paid, and Zhao herself led people to check the list item by item in the storeroom, marking out the silver needed for purchases and circling items that were already in the storeroom. However, she overlooked the quantity; just because something was in the storeroom didn't mean it was enough.

For a family like the Zhou family, the expenses for various banquets are fixed. Zhao has already spent the maximum amount of money, and she also smuggled in a lot of personal items when purchasing. Now there is not much money left in the account, but the matter cannot be left undone. The birthday banquet is approaching, and this is the first time she has taken charge of the affairs of the mansion. She must do it perfectly and there must be no mistakes.

It may look good on the surface, but you'll suffer inside.

Zhao gritted her teeth and spent the money to buy everything that needed to be bought. Not only did she not get any profit, but she also lost a lot of her own savings. In the last five days, she didn't even get a good night's sleep.

Fourth Master's biological mother, Consort Lian, sensed something was amiss and came to inquire: "The due date is almost here, why are you still bringing things into the mansion?"

Even though Aunt Lian had never managed the household, she had been in this mansion for over twenty years. As the date approached, she would buy fresh food, and she would buy fabrics and tea well in advance.