Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

That night, Yao Feiran was too hungry to sleep. She opened the window and took a few bites of the northwest wind. She thought for a moment and decided to go hunting in the mountains. Life was hard without any food or oil.

At this moment, Zheng Qingrui walked over, his eyes bright and sparkling with cleverness and cunning.

"What's wrong, my dear son?"

When Yao Feiran saw the aura above his head, she wasn't so hungry anymore.

"Mother, I have some food here. Let's eat with my sister."

Zheng Qingrui took out a leaf, on which was wrapped a piece of fatty meat. The fatty meat was already cold, and the white lard had solidified to the side.

Yao Feiran grabbed Zheng Qingrui: "Who gave this to you?"

"Given by Su Niang."

Fang Suniang is the daughter of Fang the blacksmith. Fang the blacksmith is considered a wealthy man in the village, since everyone's farm tools need him to repair them. He now works at a blacksmith shop in the county town, earning five or six taels of silver a month, and is respected by the villagers.

"Why did Su Niang give you meat?"

She said she felt sorry for me and wanted to help me.

"Didn't she make any requests?"

He told me to marry him when I grew up.

Yao Feiran's mind raced. This Su Niang was after Zheng Qingrui; she was only eight years old and already talking about marriage.

If it's just innocent childish talk, that's fine. But if the other party is an adult, then it's not good, because it's unknown whether this purpose will ultimately be good or bad for Zheng Qingrui.

"So, do you want to marry her?"

"Her family is rich, and I want to marry her."

"You want to marry him? But Fang the blacksmith is not willing to give his daughter to you. Our family is penniless."

Zheng Qingrui's features contorted in pain, and after thinking for a long time, he finally said, "Then I won't marry her. It's no big deal."

This guy has a pretty strong sense of pride.

Yao Feiran grabbed his ear.

"No matter what, Su Niang is good to you, so you can't be ungrateful. Just don't accept any favors from her in the future. You can't accept something for nothing. People's thoughts will change when they grow up. You can think of a way to marry her when you're older."

"I understand. Mom, you should eat first. You've lost a lot of weight recently."

Yao Feiran ate a few bites of the skin and then stopped. Although her stomach was empty, the two children were clearly more malnourished than she was, and she didn't like to eat them either.

"Mom is full, you and Xiaotao can eat."

"it is good."

Zheng Qingrui quietly woke Zheng Xiaotao, and the two children ate the fatty meat in one go, not even leaving any oil behind. Yao Feiran's face twitched as she watched.

The next day, when Yao Feiran went to the fields, she happened to run into Fang Suniang.

"This girl has good luck; could she really be Zheng Qingrui's future wife?"

The Fate-Defying Bead: "Her fortune doesn't match her true form, just like yours."

"Time travel?"

Reversal of Fate Beads: "It should be."

Since it's a time-travel story, she must know Zheng Qingrui's future achievements, so she wants to curry favor with him. However, it's quite strange that she wants Zheng Qingrui to promise to marry her from the very beginning.

It's normal for time travelers to approach powerful figures from the future with a specific purpose, and Yao Feiran doesn't mind that. She just doesn't like those who try to win over a powerful figure and then leave.

Yao Feiran cannot rule out this possibility.

Fang Suniang was clearly startled when she saw Yao Feiran.

She asked the system, "Wasn't the villain's mother dead? How come she's still alive?"

The system displayed garbled text for a while: "I don't know."

"Aunt Yao."

"Su Niang, why did you come all alone? Where are your parents?"

Fang Suniang's face looked a little unnatural. She had actually come to see Zheng Qingrui and had even stolen a few eggs from home: "I...I ran out to play."

"So, don't go near the river."

"it is good."

Yao Feiran didn't say anything, but after a day of farm work, she came back to find that the eggs were gone, and all that was left was a bowl of wild vegetables.

Wang Douniang said with a half-smile, "We just paid our taxes, so we don't have much money."

Zheng An then let out a burp, which smelled like the stench of a boiled egg he had just eaten.

"During the busy farming season, eating like this will leave you with no energy to work."

Yao Feiran didn't stand on ceremony. She went back to the kitchen, found a cabinet, took out a few eggs, and put them into the kettle.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Douniang's eyes widened.

"I'm not getting enough to eat," Yao Feiran said speechlessly. "I'm still your mother in name only. You're sneaking food without me. Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

The original owner and her two children were working, so they only took a bowl of wild vegetables. The rice was also cooked in small portions, with each person only getting a bowl. Zheng Zhusheng and his wife's rice was overflowing.

Wang Douniang rushed over to stop her, but Yao Feiran kicked her to the ground. Zheng Zhusheng, who had been silent, immediately stood up when he saw this scene.

"What's all the fuss about!"

"Stop your whining. Even servants who work for wealthy families get to eat their fill."

Zheng Zhusheng said coldly, "There are still two freeloaders in the family. I've already done more than enough."

"What do you mean, 'eating for free'? Aren't you your father's child? Aren't you afraid your father will crawl out of his grave? You unfilial son."

Zheng Zhusheng's eyes held a murderous intent, which Yao Feiran also sensed. She narrowed her eyes, thinking that he had served in the army for several years before, so killing people was not unusual for him.

She didn't like people looking at him like that, so Yao Feiran stepped forward and punched him. Zheng Zhusheng didn't dodge at all, thinking that a woman couldn't possibly have much strength.

The next second, he was violently struck in the chest, and his body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing into a large vat, shattering it on the ground, and sewage gushed out.

"Oh, husband, are you alright?"

Ignoring her own pain, Wang Douniang hurriedly crawled over and helped Zheng Zhusheng up.

"Oh no, everyone come and see! Someone's been assaulted!"

Yao An was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Yao Feiran sat leisurely to the side, casually eating a few bites of rice. Not long after, everyone was called over by Wang Douniang's wails.

The Wang family members, who lived nearby, were the first to enter. Seeing the mess on the ground, they glared fiercely at Yao Feiran.

"You wicked woman, how dare you bully my Bean Sprout! I'll beat you to death!"

The other person swung the carrying pole across, and Yao Feiran kicked it again, shattering the second jar with a crash.

Everyone was visibly stunned; where did this woman get such strength?

"Please have someone bring the village head over; we're preparing to divide the family property."

Since no one dared to step forward first, they had no choice but to call over the village head.

The village head's name was Zheng Sheshan, and he was related to Zheng Zhushan.

Upon seeing Yao Feiran, Zheng Sheshan looked impatient: "Zheng family member, what do you want now?"

"It's nothing, I just want to separate from the family. Zheng Zhusheng and the others want to starve me to death."

"What nonsense are you talking about! What do you mean you want to starve to death?"

"He wouldn't even give me an egg to eat, but he secretly ate them himself. Even his father couldn't stand it anymore. He's probably cursing them as unfilial sons and daughters-in-law from beyond the grave."

Being unfilial is a serious crime, and Wang Douniang's father, Wang Zhengcang, blushed deeply.

"What nonsense are you spouting, Lord Village Head? I think Yao Feiran has gone mad. Let's arrest her and lock her in the woodshed!"

Several people glared at her with malicious eyes.

The woodshed he mentioned was a form of confinement.

In such villages, vigilante justice is not uncommon. As long as the villagers keep it a secret, the authorities will generally not investigate unless the people report it.

Seeing Yao Feiran walk towards the rice mortar, Zheng Sheshan asked curiously, "What are you doing?"