Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

"Yes, I heard everything."

Meng Shaoqing nodded slightly.

He then explained, "But I didn't eavesdrop on purpose. I just happened to come down from the mountain and overheard it by chance."

Qi Ning bit her lip and said softly, "I know you didn't mean to eavesdrop. If you heard it, you heard it. But this kind of thing is so embarrassing. Please don't tell anyone."

"Of course not," Meng Shaoqing assured him. "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I won't tell anyone."

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Has Brother Jiyang really had an accident?"

"Mm," Qi Ning replied.

"how come……"

It was true! Meng Jiyang was really dead. Meng Shaoqing was extremely surprised.

"Don't you find it strange that Jiyang died and why there was no funeral?"

Meng Shaoqing did find it strange.

Qi Ning tugged at her skirt and said, "Since you heard it all, it won't hurt to tell you."

“Since my husband went to the capital to take the imperial examination two years ago, we have lost contact with him. My mother and I have been asking around for news of him. Until a few days ago, we received a letter. The letter was written by Jiyang before he died. He contracted the plague and died. Even his body could not be brought back.”

"I see. My condolences, sister-in-law."

Meng Shaoqing felt a little regretful; perhaps he shouldn't have asked. Wasn't this just reopening old wounds?

Qi Ning shook her head.

"It's okay, don't worry."

She continued, “After something like this happened, we should have a funeral. Even if the journey is too far to bring Jiyang’s body back, we should at least build a cenotaph and tell the villagers the news. But my mother won’t let me tell them the news or hold a funeral.”

“At first I didn’t know why my mother was doing this, but last night, she suddenly brought her nephew Chen Dahu to my room, trying to force me to be with Chen Dahu…”

Qi Ning stopped speaking here, finding it difficult to continue, and her expression was extremely awkward.

But she gritted her teeth and continued talking.

After Qi Ning explained the whole story in detail, Meng Shaoqing finally understood.

Qi Ning gave Meng Shaoqing a bitter smile: "Now you know why I jumped into the river. I really didn't want to do those shady things with Chen Dahu. I'd rather be dead than do such a thing!"

Meng Shaoqing could understand Qi Ning's thoughts, and his gaze towards her became more compassionate.

“Sister Ning, please don’t think like that. Once a person dies, everything is gone. You should talk to Aunt Hehua about it.”

“It’s no use,” Qi Ning said. “You know my mother’s temperament. Once she’s made up her mind, she won’t listen to any advice. Right now, all she wants to do is leave a bloodline for the Meng family.”

"Last night I finally managed to fool them, but Chen Dahu is coming to my house again in a few days, and then I probably won't be able to refuse anymore."

Meng Shaoqing frowned: "You can't take your own life. It's not your fault. Think about it, how sad would your parents be if you died?"

Qi Ning felt a sense of irony upon hearing this.

A married daughter is like water spilled from a cup; even if the Qi family knew, they wouldn't truly feel sorry for her.

In the original story, the Qi family learned of the original owner's death. They seemed sad for a while, but in the end, didn't they generously forgive the culprit who killed the original owner?

However, Qi Ning did not reveal her true thoughts in front of Meng Shaoqing.

She pretended to be somewhat stunned.

"I had no choice..."

It would have been fine if Meng Shaoqing hadn't known about this, but now that he did, he subconsciously thought of a solution for Qi Ning.

"Why don't we publicize this matter and ask the respected elders in the village to help you? If that doesn't work, even reporting it to the authorities is worse than taking your own life."

Qi Ning disagreed with these approaches: "No, how could I possibly publicize such shameful things? If others found out, I would still be too ashamed to live."

Upon hearing this, Meng Shaoqing fell silent.

Indeed, if the gossipy people in the village found out about this, they would drown him in their spittle.

For a strong-willed woman like Qi Ning, this was also a dead end.

However, in Meng Shaoqing's view, reputation is important, but life is more important, especially since this matter was not Qi Ning's fault at all.

It was quite some time later that the two dried their clothes in the cave.

Qi Ning and Meng Shaoqing walked out of the cave and arrived at the riverbank.

They couldn't go back to the village together, otherwise rumors would definitely spread, so they had to part ways here by the river.

Before leaving, Meng Shaoqing couldn't help but try to persuade her: "Sister Ning..."

Qi Ning stood in front of him with her bamboo basket slung over her shoulder; she knew what Meng Shaoqing wanted to say.

"Brother Shaoqing, don't worry. I heard everything you just said. I don't want my parents to be sad for me after I die. I will find a way to resolve this matter and will not try to kill myself again."

Hearing Qi Ning say this, Meng Shaoqing felt a little relieved.

"If there's anything I can do to help you, just let me know."

Qi Ning thought to herself, "Meng Shaoqing is really a simple and innocent person."

She smiled and said, "Brother Shaoqing, you are such a good person. You not only saved my life, but you also care about me so much. However, this is a family matter, and it is not convenient for you to get involved, so you don't need to worry about it. I will figure it out myself."

Meng Shaoqing understood that Qi Ning was right; this was their family matter, and as an outsider, he really had no right to interfere.

As Qi Ning spoke, her gaze drifted to the river beside her, a look that Meng Shaoqing found somewhat incomprehensible.

She quickly looked away and said goodbye to Meng Shaoqing: "I'm leaving now. You should go back quickly too, so that no one sees you."

After saying that, Qi Ning turned and left.

Meng Shaoqing looked at Qi Ning's thin back with worry in his eyes.

Qi Ning returned home carrying a bamboo basket. As soon as she entered the courtyard, Chen Hehua stepped forward and questioned her, "Why did you take so long?"

She thought Qi Ning had secretly run away and almost went to look for her.

Chen Hehua wanted to continue scolding, but when she looked up, she saw Qi Ning's red and swollen eyes, probably from crying.

Qi Ning's voice was still a little choked up: "Mother, I didn't mean to come back so late. When I was burning paper money for my husband, I couldn't help but want to talk to him a little longer. I don't know how it took so long."

Upon hearing this explanation, Chen Hehua had no choice but to retract her other words and stop scolding Qi Ning.

"Alright, alright, it's good that you're back. Stop crying and wailing, or the villagers will find out."

After Chen Hehua finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and turned to leave.

Qi Ning stood behind Chen Hehua and gave a barely perceptible chuckle.

Old woman, let you be arrogant for a little while longer, anyway you won't live for many more days.

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