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

In the village, white flour steamed buns were a rare treat. Yao Feiran walked over and said, "Su Niang, what are you doing with those steamed buns?"

Fang Suniang visibly trembled, and she stammered, "Auntie, I thought you might be hungry, so I brought you some steamed buns."

"Does your father know you're bringing these steamed buns?"

"...He...knows."

Fang Suniang's expression was somewhat forced, and Yao Feiran could tell at a glance that she was lying.

"You can take it back; we don't need it."

Fang Suniang almost fled in panic.

Yao Feiran thought to herself that although Fang Su Niang had the soul of an adult, she had a kind of naive innocence and seemed quite timid.

Zheng Qingrui also saw Fang Suniang leave: "Mother, why did you let her go? I'd rather have the steamed buns than not have them."

"Since you have received her kindness, you must marry her."

Zheng Qingrui said nonchalantly, "Just agree to it for now. Nobody knows what the future holds."

Boom!

Yao Feiran smacked him on the head without any hesitation.

"One should not be a person who breaks his word."

Zheng Qingrui clutched his head in pain and pursed his lips: "She came to me of her own accord, I didn't beg her. She has no self-respect at all."

Yao Feiran stared at him for a while, wondering to herself if this kid would turn out to be a scumbag.

She beat him up without any hesitation.

Soon after, Wu Zhuang opened the door and saw Yao Feiran leading two children. The boy's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just been crying.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing. He was so worried about me that he cried when he saw that I hadn't come back for a while."

Peng Mian smiled and patted his head: "This child is so filial."

"..."

Yao Feiran's eyes lit up when she saw the meat on the table. Finally, she could see some meat! She asked Peng Mian to cook some of the millet she had brought, and the rice in her bowl was piled high.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Yao Feiran gave Peng Mian a wild rabbit and a pheasant. Peng Mian was initially reluctant to accept them, but after some back and forth, a result was reached:

During this time, Yao Feiran and her two children stayed and ate at Wu Zhuang's house. Yao Feiran provided meat and left the leftover millet at their house.

Peng Mian helped dry the extra prey for easy storage.

That evening, Yao Feiran went to the back mountain with Wu Zhuang. This time, they hadn't been waiting for long when a group of deer came over.

Wu Zhuang's breathing slowed down. He gestured to Yao Feiran opposite him not to move. Yao Feiran's eyes lit up, and she drew her bow and shot a arrow that pierced the neck of a deer.

This startled the deer herd, which ran deeper into the forest. Yao Feiran's hand moved so fast it was almost a blur, and she shot two more deer.

Wu Zhuang didn't expect Yao Feiran to make a move so quickly. He hurriedly fired several arrows, and luckily hit a deer's thigh, but the deer still escaped.

After the deer herd dispersed, Yao Feiran and Wu Zhuang chased after them and found three deer lying down about a hundred meters away.

An arrow pierced his neck.

"..."

Wu Zhuang originally thought that with only two people, it would be good if they could catch one, but unexpectedly all three fell down. Judging from the bloodstains along the way, they shouldn't have gone far.

The two walked a little further, and the deer that Wu Zhuang had shot was also discovered.

"This is a bumper harvest, so we're processing it quickly."

Wu Zhuang, who usually had a stern face, couldn't help but feel happy this time. The next second, his face turned ashen.

It was a tiger, and now, as the sun was setting and the light was dim, its amber eyes, with pupils narrowed into sharp vertical lines, exuded an immense sense of oppression.

Wu Zhuang's heart pounded, and his mind went blank. Yao Feiran noticed that the other party was ready to pounce, so she pushed Wu Zhuang away abruptly and took a few steps back.

He took out his bow and arrow and shot it into the tiger's eyes.

The tiger's roar echoed through the forest, startling a large flock of birds into flight.

Yao Fei then took a few steps back, and the tiger, its face full of ferocity, pounced on her.

Despite its enormous size, it was incredibly agile, swooping down to bite and tear at the ground, sending leaves flying everywhere.

Each time, Yao Feiran narrowly dodged, then found an opening to shoot.

Wu Zhuang wanted to do something, but his steps felt unsteady. He desperately tried to recall what his father had told him to do if he encountered a tiger.

No matter how you plan it, neither of them has a chance of winning.

The only options are to run away or die.

Wu Zhuang lifted his heavy feet. No matter what, he couldn't leave Yao Feiran behind. He suppressed his fear, drew a knife from his waist, and rushed over.

Suddenly, I saw a shocking scene: a petite woman sitting on the back of a tiger, with a knife plunged into its head. No matter how the tiger thrashed about, the woman on its back remained as immovable as if she weighed a ton.

Just before the tiger crashed into a giant tree, Yao Feiran jumped out.

boom!

The tiger's massive body collapsed to the ground, unable to rise.

Yao Feiran shook her aching arms, her face covered in cuts from tree branches. This body's limits were still a bit weak; it took her a long time to wear it down.

Reversal of Fate Beads: "How are you?"

"Not bad. I miss the days when I could take down a mountain with just one finger."

A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories.

"....."

Yao Feiran also saw Wu Zhuang, who was stunned. She walked up to him and said, "Wu Zhuang, let's go back after the sun has completely set."

"...Okay." It took him a while to come to his senses. He asked cautiously, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I did a lot of exercise."

Wu Zhuang took out some dried meat from his pocket: "This was prepared for me by my wife."

"How much is this tiger worth?"

"A complete tiger skin would cost at least a hundred taels. This tiger skin is not complete, but only the head is damaged and the stripes are intact. It would be worth several tens of taels."

Yao Feiran asked doubtfully, "I thought it could sell for several hundred taels."

"In prosperous places like the capital, where there are many wealthy families, a tiger skin of superior quality could sell for several hundred taels of silver."

That's true, the wealthy and powerful people in that area are so poor that all they have is money.

Wu Zhuang said, "If you trust me, then let me get the tiger skin."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Extracting tiger skin is a skilled craft, and a well-skinned tiger can fetch a higher price.

The two men placed their prey at the entrance of a cave to conceal it, and then secretly carried it back after sunset.

Peng Mian had already prepared the food and was keeping it warm in the kitchen. Zheng Xiaotao and Zheng Qingrui were also waiting patiently on the side.

It took the two of them two trips to get the goods back. Peng Mian was so shocked when she saw the four deer and the tiger that she couldn't speak.

Wu Zhuang didn't have time to explain that skinning a tiger had to be done shortly after its death, before it stiffened.

The next day, Wu Zhuang took the prepared game, borrowed a donkey cart, and set off. Yao Feiran wanted to go to the county town, so she went along as well.

When Yao Feiran and her family moved into Wu Zhuang's house, a lot of gossip spread in the village, especially after Yao Feiran went to the county town with Wu Zhuang. The rumors spread like wildfire.