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

The old man chuckled. It was true. He and his wife hadn't slept well last night. First, they were still a bit disoriented after arriving in the city, and second, their feet felt like ice blocks. Their third son was also squeezing into the same bed with them, tossing and turning nervously, which dissipated all the warmth they had.

"Don't take your grandma's nagging to heart. She's just used to being frugal because she's lived a poor life for too long."

"It's alright," Lian Yanyan replied nonchalantly, knowing she wouldn't completely listen to the old lady anyway.

"Listen to Yanzi, Yanzi knows a lot and is very capable," Uncle Lian said in a simple and honest manner, carrying all the things.

"Yes, listen to Yanzi. When you work in the factory, ask more questions if you don't understand something, learn more and talk less," the old man instructed with concern.

"Yes, Yanzi taught me everything."

"Then you should listen to Yanzi."

When I got home, the old lady who owned the oil jar started nagging again: "There's still a lot of oil in the jar, why did you buy more?"

"Grandma, I happened to run into this place while grocery shopping today, so I bought it." Lian Yanyan didn't respond to her at all. Anyway, she bought it, so you have to eat it.

"Okay, I'll render the oil right away. Do you have any jars at home?"

"There are a few more."

"It's too late this year. Let me tell you, my pickled vegetables are absolutely amazing. Both salted vegetables and sauerkraut are delicious."

In the past, Lian Dazhu would bring salted vegetables from his hometown, but Wu Qingya thought they were dirty and wouldn't eat any, nor would she let Lian Yanyan eat them. In the end, Lian Dazhu ate them himself, and after that, he rarely brought them anymore.

"Let's render the oil, then use cabbage and oilseeds to make some steamed buns. Make a lot, and tomorrow morning we'll cook some porridge too, and breakfast will be ready."

"Okay, you come and cut the meat with me."

Lian Yanyan remained seated without moving. The old man looked around and said, "She's never even been in the kitchen before. How could she possibly cut anything? Let the third son help you."

"But..." The old lady didn't mean to make things difficult for her granddaughter; it was just that she had old-fashioned ideas and believed that the kitchen was a woman's domain.

Lian Sanzhu stood up quickly: "Right, right, Yanzi isn't the type to do this kind of work. I'll go, I'll go. Don't worry, Yanzi, I remember you said city people are hygienic. I'll wash my hands thoroughly and let your grandma wash her hands too."

"Sigh..." The old lady sighed as she watched her son's retreating figure. The old man cleared his throat, and the old lady looked around before following him into the kitchen without saying anything more.

The fact that the old man insisted on making sure all three of his sons could read, even sending his youngest son to school, despite his limited literacy, proves that he is a very shrewd person. He didn't know this granddaughter before, but since she appeared in the courtyard of his old home, every step she took was planned and perfectly timed. From their interactions over the past two days, it seems that she is even more opinionated than her father. No matter how much he nags, she won't listen and will only make him unhappy.

The third son's job was requested by his granddaughter. Based on that alone, it's not a big deal for her to run the household. They're old, and they don't understand life in the city. Rather than giving orders blindly, it's better to be a support for the children.

Lian Yanyan was very satisfied with the behavior of the father and son. She was not incapable of doing housework, but she could not be forced to do it. Why should she, as a woman, have to do housework just because she works a job?

After accepting the mission and understanding the plot, she quickly made a decision to have the Lian family elders suppress Wu Qingya. However, she also simulated what to do if the Lian family elders were not up to par. There was only one year left before the resumption of the college entrance examination. The college degree in this era was highly valuable, and it would be easy to control the Lian family then.

"You've been through a lot these past few days, go and rest for a while, I'll call you when dinner is ready," the old man said.

"Okay, thank you, sir."

After the steamed buns were made, Lian Yanyan tried one first, and she had to admit that the old lady's cooking skills were quite good.

"Milk, this cooking is quite good, it's delicious."

"If you like it, that's fine. If you want it again in the future, Grandma will make it for you. Even if it's just plain cabbage filling, Grandma can still make it taste different." Anyone would be happy to be praised, and the old lady was no exception.

"Grandma, put some steamed buns on a plate and give some to the two neighbors on either side. I had a fever and my mom locked me in the house, but they helped me get out and even made me noodles."

"Of course, wait a moment, Grandma will go get the plate."

"Come with me, everyone. This is the home of Deputy Factory Director Wang on the left. Aunt Zhang on the right is unemployed, but she knows this area well. My uncle and I are at work. If you have any questions at home, just ask her."

"Okay, okay."

After get off work, Lian Dazhu's junior apprentice, Sun Dong, came to the Lian family home with his wife, Qiu Jing.

"Uncle-Master, Aunt."

"Hey, Yanzi, your aunt said you're frighteningly thin, you..." Sun Dong was a sentimental person, and his eyes reddened as he spoke. He and Lian Dazhu had a deep brotherhood, and seeing his daughter so thin made his eyes red.

"Uncle-Master, I'm fine. I'm just overwhelmed with grief. I'll be fine after a while. This is my grandfather, my grandmother, and my uncle," Lian Yanyan introduced them.

"Grandpa and Grandma, it's been over ten years since we last met. I'm Dongzi, do you remember me? This is my wife, Qiu Jing, she works in the same department as Yanzi," Sun Dong said as he stepped forward. He had visited the Lian family once before.

"I remember, I remember, Dazhu's junior brother." Grandma Lian thought of her eldest son, and tears fell from her eyes.

Sun Dong cried along with her, while Lian Yanyan kept her head down and didn't say anything. After a while, Qiu Jing went up to persuade her, "Don't make the old lady cry."

"Yes, yes, ma'am, you need to take care of yourself and cry less."

"Hey hey."

"Auntie, this is some nutritional supplement that Dongzi and I brought for you. It's malted milk powder. Don't be stingy with it, just drink it. It's good for your health. And the biscuits are for Yanzi and her uncle."

"How can we accept this? It's too precious," Master Lian said politely.

"Sir, this is all the little I have to offer, given the friendship between my senior brother and me. We were too pressed for time today to buy anything else, so please accept this."

After several rounds of polite refusals, Grandpa Lian finally accepted the gifts and then asked them to stay, saying, "Eat here. Your aunt just made some steamed buns for lunch, and we can have a stir-fried dish."

"Oh, thank you for your trouble, Auntie." Sun Dong didn't refuse and readily agreed.

Qiu Jing rolled up her sleeves to go into the kitchen to help, but was pushed out by Lian Nai: "No need for you, no need for you. The buns are ready, and there are only two dishes. Sanzhu, please watch the fire for me, and it will be ready in a little while."

Qiu Jing watched Lian Sanzhu go into the kitchen, then came out herself. Taking advantage of the moment she was looking into Lian Yanyan's room, she whispered to her, "Yanzi, even though your father is gone, your uncle will always be your uncle. If you have any difficulties, just tell your aunt. Your aunt and your mother don't get along, but adult matters have nothing to do with you, understand?"