The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

Mr. Chen was a nice man. When he saw that she had pimples all over her forehead and her face was wrapped in a black cloth, he asked her to take it off so he could take a look.

After Master Chen examined He Xian'er using the traditional Chinese medicine methods of "observation, listening, questioning, and palpation," he concluded that He Xian'er's pimples were caused by poisoning, a poison that Master Chen had no way to cure.

Mr. Chen felt he couldn't help the young girl, so when He Xian'er was leaving, he gave her more than a dozen masks and refused her offer to pay for them.

After parting ways with Master Chen, He Xian'er planned to go on a big shopping spree, but she overlooked the fact that in this era, in addition to money, ration coupons were also required.

She went to buy meat, and the vendor asked her for meat coupons.

She went to a state-run restaurant to eat, and they asked her for food coupons.

In short, with a ticket you can travel the world, without a ticket you can't move an inch.

Her stomach was growling with hunger. When she reached the entrance of an alley, a woman called out to her, "Girl, girl, I have something here, no ticket required."

He Xian'er took a look and saw a middle-aged woman carrying a bamboo basket, who looked quite kind.

She followed the middle-aged woman deeper into the alley. Seeing no one around, the woman lifted her basket. "Young lady," she said, "look at these steamed buns. I saw you came from a state-run restaurant, that's why I called you over."

The plump, white steamed buns emitted a fragrant aroma of flour, which immediately attracted He Xian'er.

"Big sister, how much is this?" He Xian'er felt even hungrier and wanted to take one to eat.

"Six cents each, no coupon required," the middle-aged woman said, then handed one to her. "Here, have some!"

He Xian'er took a bite, and the unique fragrance of wheat filled her entire mouth, with a faint sweetness.

"Delicious, I'll take them all!" He Xian'er took the opportunity to reach into her pocket and pull out a 100-yuan note from her spatial storage.

Hearing He Xian'er's words, the middle-aged woman was pleasantly surprised, "There are 29 in the basket, plus the one you have, that's a total of 30, which is 1.8 yuan."

The prices are incredibly cheap.

When He Xian'er handed over a ten-yuan note, the middle-aged woman hesitated, "Young lady, I don't have change. I only have seven yuan left."

"It's alright, just give me 7 yuan back. I don't have anything to carry, so I'll give you your bamboo basket!"

Everyone was happy, and the middle-aged woman took out a roll of small change and gave it to He Xian'er.

The steamed bun was big enough that He Xian'er was full after eating just one.

After the two parted ways, He Xian'er took advantage of the fact that no one was around to put the basket into her spatial storage before heading towards the He family home.

When she returned to the He family home, everyone had already returned, including He Baoyu, who was in daycare. They were all gathered around the table having dinner.

He Xian'er glanced at the food: a stir-fried pork dish, a green vegetable dish, a plate of pickled vegetables, and a large bowl of porridge.

When she came in, the He family didn't even glance at her, let alone call her to eat.

He Xian'er didn't care and pretended to be weak as she returned to her room.

Seeing this, Liu Xiuhua couldn't hide her smugness; she hated Qin Mingzhu.

Liu Xiuhua felt extremely smug, hating Qin Mingzhu for taking He Bufan away with her family background and now being able to trample her daughter underfoot.

As if this were the way she had won, she completely forgot that the He family looked down on her family for being poor and unable to provide a dowry, and that He Bufan had abandoned her first…

Why do women make things difficult for each other? She has no power to take revenge on He Bufan and the He family. Seeing others suffer makes her forget her own pain.

He Xian'er lay on the tattered bed, her mind still preoccupied with how Aunt Li's investigation was going.

The door to the room was pushed open, and when she looked up, Xun Pei was standing aggressively in the doorway.

Xun Pei, who usually acted gentle and charming, now had a somewhat ferocious expression on her face. "Oh, my dear sister, how come you didn't die from that fall?"

That day, when Xun Pei pushed He Xian'er down, she thought He Xian'er was dead. She was so scared that she didn't go home for several days. Unexpectedly, He Xian'er was lucky to survive.

"Sister, how can you say that to me? I haven't even pursued the matter of you pushing me yet," He Xian'er said, adopting a timid expression and deliberately lowering her voice.

"I pushed you? Who saw that? You fell down on your own, it has nothing to do with me."

Xun Pei recalled that when she went to the Chen family, Chen Tongsheng's family ignored her. She thought that the Chen family still cared about He Xian'er, which was why they looked down on her.

It's all He Xian'er's fault. If it weren't for her, the Chen family wouldn't have treated her like this.

Xun Pei strode over angrily, grabbed He Xian'er's clothes, and said, "You're just like your mother, Qin Mingzhu, both of you like to steal other women's men."

From a young age, Xun Pei was instilled by Liu Xiuhua with the idea that Qin Mingzhu and her daughter had taken away her father, which was why they were having such a hard time.

After she married into the family with Liu Xiuhua, she saw that He Xian'er lived in such a beautiful house, had so many nice clothes, and had an excellent fiancé.

Xun Pei became even more resentful, and she vowed to take everything away from He Xian'er and leave her with nothing.

Now that He Xian'er's room, food, clothes, and even her fiancé have all been taken away, she feels extremely happy.

Xun Pei said smugly, "Now Brother Asheng is mine. Look at your ugly face. How could Brother Asheng possibly like you? If you know what's good for you, you should break off the engagement as soon as possible and stop occupying his fiancée's position!"

He Xian'er rolled her eyes inwardly. You men are ungrateful and you women are vicious. May you two scumbags and poisonous women be bound together forever.

Her expression remained unchanged as she sobbed, "But our engagement was arranged when my mother was still alive, I can't break it off!"

"But your mother is already dead!" Xun Pei's voice rose eight octaves when she heard that He Xian'er was not going to break off the engagement, and she raised her hand to strike.

"Stop!" a male voice rang out.

The person who came was He Bufan. "Apei, what are you doing? Put your hands down first."

He Bufan is 178 cm tall, with a well-proportioned figure. He comes from a rural area and has fair skin. Although he has an ordinary appearance, he looks like he comes from a wealthy family.

"Xian'er, your Aunt Liu told me that you haven't helped her with the housework these past few days. She still has to cook when she gets home from get off work. I'm not trying to criticize you, but you're not working or going to school, so isn't it your duty to do housework?"

He Bufan seemed oblivious to Xun Pei's earlier attempt to hit someone, and immediately launched into a tirade of blame.

He Xian'er suppressed her resentment and gave a miserable smile. "Dad, Xun Pei pushed me down a few days ago. I bled a lot. I'm lucky to have survived. How am I supposed to do housework now?"

Before He Bufan could speak, Xun Pei said anxiously, "I didn't push you, you fell down on your own. How can you just accuse me like that?"

“It’s normal for two sisters to bicker and fight. Now that you’re fine, just let your sister have her way.” He Bufan’s tone was very impatient.

"So Xun Pei wants the marriage with the Chen family, do you agree?" He Xian'er felt a slight pain in her heart, it was the original owner's emotions that affected her.

"The marriage agreement between the Chen and He families is the same for both you and Apei, as long as the two families unite as one."

He Bufan only wanted the marriage contract. As for which daughter he would marry, he felt it didn't matter, as long as the benefits fell into the He family's hands.