Chapter 3, Female Supporting Character in Historical Fiction

Yang Qiang's eyes turned fierce, and he raised his hand to slap Yu Wanwan across the face.

"Damn it, don't think I won't hit you just because you're a woman!"

Xu Qingzhou's brow twitched, and he quickly shouted and stepped forward to stop him.

"Yang Qiang!"

However, Yu Wanwan moved even faster.

She pulled her arm away from Xu Qingzhou's grasp, raised her hand and pinched Yang Qiang's wrist as he slapped her down.

"ah!"

Yang Qiang felt a numbness in his wrist, screamed in pain, and knelt on the ground.

"Yang Jiahui! You fucking let go!"

How can this woman be so strong?

Damn it, I've never seen her do any work before!

Yu Wanwan blinked, her voice tinged with amusement, and then pulled his wrist back a little further.

What if I don't?

"hiss……"

Yang Qiang was in so much pain that his face turned red, and tears were almost streaming down his face.

He couldn't help but glare at Xu Qingzhou.

"Xu Qingzhou! You're just going to stand by and watch? Believe me or not, I'll expose your dirty secrets tomorrow! Let everyone know that you, Yang Jiahui, are a whore! A slut!"

Xu Qingzhou calmly looked away, ignoring Yang Qiang who was cursing on the ground, and even went to close the door.

He glanced at the smiling Yu Wanwan out of the corner of his eye, seemingly lost in thought.

Things happened so fast that he hadn't even had time to react before they started fighting.

What he didn't expect was that Yang Qiang couldn't beat her?

Is this reasonable?

But since things had already happened, he couldn't embarrass her by helping Yang Qiang. He could only try to piece together the original owner's vague memories and start thinking about how to clean up the mess for her.

Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Why provoke such thugs when you could have just given them some money to get rid of them?

Yu Wanwan glanced at Xu Qingzhou, who was silently closing the door, before looking away.

"Don't worry, before you spread the word, Uncle Guozhu will find out how his chickens went missing."

Yang Qiang's cursing stopped abruptly, and after a long while, he managed to utter a weak sentence.

"You have no evidence!"

Yu Wanwan shook her head, her voice filled with sorrow.

"Whether there is evidence or not is not important."

Throughout the entire process, the smile on her face never faded.

She even exudes a gentle and peaceful aura, like a little angel who has fallen to earth.

"The important thing is whether Uncle Guozhu believes you or me."

Yang Qiang's face turned pale.

Who they would believe is obvious without even thinking.

He wouldn't be so afraid if it were someone else.

But that was Yang Guozhu.

Yang Guozhu is nothing to be afraid of; what's scary is his own brother, Yang Guodong.

Yang Guodong is the Party Secretary of Qingshangang, a legitimate government employee. If he finds out, it's because he stole his chickens...

"You know, theft these days can result in a five- to ten-year prison sentence at the very least, and in serious cases, it can lead to execution."

Yu Wanwan's gentle voice uttered what he hadn't finished thinking about.

Yang Qiang's pupils suddenly contracted, and cold sweat poured down his face.

Yu Wanwan, however, hadn't let him off the hook yet. She seemed to have thought of something fun, and her eyes crinkled into a smile.

"Tell me, would you rather spend five or ten years in jail, or be executed?"

Stealing a chicken certainly wouldn't warrant such a severe sentence.

But that didn't stop Yu Wanwan from taking advantage of his ignorance and lack of knowledge to scare him.

Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but look at the girl with a radiant smile.

Even when she was saying such threatening things, she didn't have a trace of hostility about her, only a peaceful demeanor that made people want to get close to her.

This isn't an angel, it's a devil.

And his mission is to protect such a devil who can threaten people in a gentle and unassuming way without batting an eye?

Xu Qingzhou shuddered.

A devil like her, it's good enough if she doesn't bully others, does she need him to protect her?

I can't even imagine it.

It's unimaginable how such a girl could have been so mistreated by a scumbag like the original owner of the body in the story.

Is it love that makes people blind?

To be frank, since he arrived here and spent so little time with her, he hadn't seen any particular affection this woman had for his body.

However, once inside the mission world, he couldn't contact the system or ask anyone unless the mission was completed.

While Xu Qingzhou was lost in thought, Yang Qiang was already at his breaking point.

Ultimately, he was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid. In later generations, his age would be considered high school age.

No matter how domineering someone is in the village, they can't outdo someone like Yu Wanwan.

His lips trembled as he struggled to find his voice.

What do you want?

Have you seen me tonight?

Yu Wanwan's question is completely irrelevant.

Yang Qiang was fairly quick-witted; after a moment of confusion, he immediately realized what was going on and hurriedly shook his head.

"No! I've been drinking alone at home all day; I've never seen you before!"

Yu Wanwan released her grip on his hand with satisfaction and patted his head like she was petting a dog.

“Be good, you’ve never seen me, so of course I’ve never seen Uncle Guozhu’s chickens.”

Yang Qiang nodded repeatedly.

Yu Wanwan got up, glanced at Xu Qingzhou with disdain, opened the door, and walked out.

Xu Qingzhou remained silent for a few seconds, but still followed.

He didn't walk alongside her, but trailed behind her at a distance.

She is surrounded by suspicious circumstances, and she never seems to have any intention of hiding them.

Putting aside her practiced threat, let's just talk about her overall demeanor.

Such gentleness and composure, handling matters with ease, were rare even for someone who had been involved in the business world in his previous life.

The young ladies in the industry, carefully cultivated by their families, are elegant but lack presence.

Those powerful women certainly had enough presence, but they were all used to giving orders and didn't have her gentle and peaceful demeanor at all.

But one thing is certain: her demeanor is something that could not have been cultivated in a small village like Maolin Brigade.

Such a person...

Would she really fall in love with a scumbag like the original owner of this body, only to end up with such a tragic fate?

Meanwhile, Yu Wanwan, who was in front of her, was listening to Dao Guo's clamor in her head.

【Wanwan, you've ruined your image!】

Yu Wanwan was unconvinced.

What happened?

I've already cooperated with him on the mission, do I still have to pretend to be the original owner of this body?

Don't even think about it!

[Please don't make it so drastically off! Are you afraid the male lead won't suspect anything?!]

Yu Wanwan snorted.

So what if he's suspicious? He can't get any evidence. Even if he did get evidence to prove I'm not the original owner, what could he do to me?

[...]

Daoguo had nothing to say.

The male lead really can't do anything about her!

Not only the male lead, but even the cat couldn't do anything about her, which made it very angry.

Don't ruin the storyline.

"..."

I'll try my best?

Maolin Brigade isn't particularly big, but it's not small either; it only took about ten minutes to walk there.

"Go inside and get some rest. I'll come find you again after work tomorrow."

Xu Qingzhou showed no intention of going in.

The captain is unaware of their relationship, and given his current situation, it's not appropriate for him to visit them.

"Um."

Xu Qingzhou thought for a moment, then stepped forward and gave her a light hug, gently stroking her hair with his large hand.

"Wait for me a little longer. Once I've achieved something, I'll go and propose to the brigade leader."

"?"

Who wants him to propose marriage?

And why is he touching me inappropriately? Is he addicted to it?

Xu Qingzhou released Yu Wanwan before she could push him away, letting out a breath of stale air.

"Go in."

Yu Wanwan stood there for a few seconds, then, amidst Dao Guo's frantic shouts, gritted her teeth, turned around, and went home.

Completely unaware that he had just narrowly escaped a beating, Xu Qingzhou watched Yu Wanwan go home, closed the door, and then quickly went back inside as well.

He had to rush back to clean up her mess.

While her threats were effective, they were ultimately too simplistic and crude. For ordinary citizens like her, a two-pronged approach would be more prudent.

As soon as Xu Qingzhou got back, he took the money and went to Yang Qiang's room.

Upon seeing him, Yang Qiang's expression turned extremely bad, but he still tried his best to suppress a smile.

"Brother Zhou, what's wrong?"

Xu Qingzhou waved the money in his hand.

Not much, just ten yuan.

But in this day and age, this is already a huge sum of money.

Yang Qiang's expression changed instantly, and his smile became much more sincere as he genuinely invited Xu Qingzhou to come in.

Xu Qingzhou refused.

Did anything happen today?

Yang Qiang was quick to understand; his eyes were glued to the money. He swallowed hard and spoke with a resounding voice.

"What happened? Didn't we just have a few drinks and then go to sleep?"

Xu Qingzhou was satisfied and pressed down the corner of the rolled-up money.

"Qiangzi, you should know that if I can come up with one ten-yuan note, I can come up with many more ten-yuan notes."

He placed the neatly arranged ten yuan in Yang Qiang's palm, his gaze gentle.

"As long as you are obedient enough, you won't suffer any losses."

Xu Qingzhou didn't actually have much ill feelings towards people like Yang Qiang.

Of course, I wouldn't have much of a good impression of them either.

However, if used properly, it can be very useful.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhou, I'm a loyal friend!"

Yang Qiang himself didn't realize that in just a few words, the positions between the two of them had been reversed.

The cooperation, which was initially based on equality, subtly shifted to one where Xu Qingzhou was at the head.

"Go to sleep, you'll be busy tomorrow."

When Yu Wanwan returned home, she was questioned by the brigade leader and his wife, but she managed to get away with it with a few words.

Fortunately, the smell of alcohol on her had long been replaced by her natural herbal scent, so it was undetectable.

The next morning, Yu Wanwan was woken up by the noise outside.

After leaving Xu Qingzhou's protagonist aura last night, the pain in her soul began to overflow.

The feeling of having one's soul damaged is not pleasant, so it's no wonder that Dao Guo chose such an identity for her.

With the male protagonist's halo surrounding him, and the fact that he possesses other fragments of her divine soul, he can effectively soothe her pain.

I didn't sleep well all night, and being woken up like this, I'm bound to be a bit grumpy.

Yu Wanwan hugged the quilt and sat on the bed for a while, gradually suppressing her irritation before opening the door and going out with a gentle demeanor.

Outside, Yang's mother was busy in the kitchen, while the brigade leader sat in the yard, puffing on his pipe and glancing at the gate every now and then.

Yu Wanwan walked over, dragged a stool over, sat down next to the brigade leader, and peered out.

What happened?

Seeing her approach, the captain turned his head, exhaled a puff of smoke, and stubbed out the cigarette he hadn't finished smoking.

“Your second grandfather went up the mountain to collect firewood this morning. He didn’t see the road clearly and rolled down the mountain, breaking his leg.”

Yu Wanwan thought for a while about who this second grandfather was, and it took her a while to remember that he was an old man who was her neighbor.

In recent years, reading has not become widespread. In fact, due to some past events, scholars have suffered considerable setbacks. Back then, batches of scholars were imprisoned and then sent to remote mountain villages to fend for themselves.

Even now, many of those scholars who were once sent to the countryside have been exonerated and brought back, but due to the impact of that incident, there are not many scholars left in the countryside.

My second grandfather was one of the few people who had received any formal education; he was only a junior high school graduate.

This second grandfather was a bit unfortunate. His wife died early and didn't leave him any children. He didn't have the heart to find another one, so he lived alone year after year.

Now that he's old, he relies on his junior high school education to keep track of work points in the brigade, earning a living and still being respected by others.

What about the work points?

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