After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

The person who followed Cheng Qingsong in looked around and said, "Wen Yi is quite the 'Charming Lady' these days. She doesn't even acknowledge us when she sees us."

Hearing the deliberately accented, nonchalant Mandarin, Wen Yi turned around and immediately saw Jiang Yu, her uncle Luo Wen, and a man she didn't recognize.

She quickly stood up and greeted them with a beaming smile, "I didn't see you just now, Uncle, what brings you here? How did you know we were here?"

Jiang Yu made her presence known in a sarcastic tone: "Oh, little sister, you only saw your uncle. Are you pretending not to see me and Mingxi?"

Wen Yi ignored Jiang Yu, after all, she had no good feelings towards him. He had bullied her since she was a child, and in Wen Yi's heart, she was even a little afraid of him. He was really a very evil person.

He merely looked at Jiang Mingxi with curiosity, then turned to Cheng Qingsong and asked, "And who is this...?"

"My high school classmate is from our county."

Jiang Mingxi has a refined and gentle appearance, but he looks particularly eye-catching in a floral shirt and jeans.

Wen Yi nodded to him, "Hello, I am Wen Yi, Cheng Qingsong's wife."

"Hello, I am Jiang Mingxi, Cheng Qingsong's high school classmate."

When Su Qing and the others saw that Wen Yi had guests visiting, they said considerately, "Wen Yi, your fellow villagers have come to visit. After we finish this game, you should hurry home and entertain them."

Wen Yi stared at the cards in her hand and said to the three of them, "Wait a minute, I'm about to win."

Now, no matter who comes, they can't stop her from winning this hand.

Cheng Qingsong and the other two standing behind her also moved behind her. Wen Yi asked the three people at the table again to see if anyone could beat her cards.

Su Qing: "If you can't afford to play either of them, you play your card."

Wen Yi examined the cards in her hand carefully again. Seeing that there was no problem, she threw them out without hesitation. "If none of you can afford to play, then it's three families playing Spring, and Sister Hongyan playing Spring against Spring."

The three men accepted their defeat wholeheartedly, each giving her a piece of paper before waving her away as if she were a plague demon.

With three yuan in his pocket, Wen Yi chuckled like a cat that had just stolen some cream, and said, "Let's play again next time. I'll lose to you guys next time too. You guys keep playing, goodbye."

Cheng Qingsong put one hand on her shoulder and gently stroked her waterfall-like hair with the other. The five of them went back to room 305 together.

Cheng Qingsong hugged Wen Yi tightly and said indulgently, "How much did you win? Why are you so happy?"

Wen Yi smiled broadly, like a blooming flower, and said, "I'm in my early twenties. From the time I started playing cards with them until now, I've always won. I'm almost embarrassed by how well I've won."

That's what they say, but there's no need to feel embarrassed about winning money. It's much better than losing money. After all, we don't deal with them often. If you win, you win. There's nothing to be embarrassed about.

When Wen Yi arrived home, she brought out four stools for them to sit on. Cheng Qingsong, who didn't have a stool, sat on the bed. Then she brought out her snacks and fruits to entertain them.

Looking at the busy Wen Yi, Jiang Yu joked, "When I first met Wen Yi, she was a delicate and timid little girl. Now that she's married, she's matured a lot, but she's still as beautiful as before."

Wen Yi gave an awkward but polite smile and replied, "I've been married for over three years, so I'm definitely much more sensible now. It's just a pity you weren't home when we got married."

Luo Wen also said, "Back then, all the fish in the river went out to work."

Wen Yi asked Luo Wen curiously, "How did Uncle end up with Jiang Yu? Are you all in the same place?"

Wen Yi asked this question because Luo Wen's eldest sister married Jiang Yu's youngest uncle.

"That's right. We used to work in the same factory, but I came here this year. Also, I came here with my former colleagues."

Wen Yi asked with delight, "How long have you been here? Are you far from us?"

"It's not far, only a half-hour bus ride. I originally came here to visit the pedestrian street, but I ran into Qingsong, so I didn't get to."

Wen Yi was also happy to meet an acquaintance in a foreign land: "So it's not far from here. We'll have to visit each other often in the future."

What kind of work do you do?

Luo Wen replied, "It's for painting furniture. I used to work as an apprentice in another factory, but now I've come back to work as a skilled worker, and my wages are much higher."

Luo Wen then looked at Jiang Yu: "Jiang Yu has been working here longer than me and earns a higher salary. He makes over a thousand a month now. As for Mingxi, we met at the factory. He works for his brother-in-law."

After introducing himself, Jiang Mingxi listened quietly to their conversation, neither participating in the topic nor disturbing them.

Wen Yi was surprised? Their salaries were so high? She and Cheng Qingsong worked diligently every day, and their combined monthly salary was only around eight hundred. His salary alone was higher than both of theirs.

Luo Wen continued, "That's right, there are risks involved in being a spray painter. If you have any health conditions, I don't recommend spray painting, as it can be very harmful."

Although Wen Yi didn't understand, she knew that the salary was so high that if she could learn it, it would be a valuable skill.

Wen Yi thought that if she were a man, she would definitely want to work as a spray painter. What job in this world is not dangerous?

She now does rhinestone setting on jewelry. Because of her sensitive nose, she smells glue all day long. After three years, she must have developed mild rhinitis.

She feels that she will develop a hunchback from working with her head down every day, and the thought scares her a little. No girl wants to have an imperfect body.

She never wanted to continue her current job. If she could find another job, she would quit. Sitting with her head down all day and not moving for years is just too torturous.

Cheng Qingsong was quite interested in the high-paying job, and he carefully inquired about the specific details of the three people.

Through the question-and-answer session, we also gained an understanding of their experiences over the past three years.

Jiang Yu made a strange, exaggerated sound when she heard that Cheng Qingsong was making small accessories for girls.

Jiang Yu: "Qingsong, a grown man, is doing this kind of effeminate thing. He might as well learn from me. At least this job pays well and is more suitable for men."

Wen felt a little uncomfortable when Jiang Yu said that about Cheng Qingsong, and retorted, "What do you mean by 'effeminate'? Besides, my husband and I work in the same factory, and it's fine."

"Qingsong, a grown man, can't even live without a woman's waistband?"

Seeing this, Luo Wen quickly scolded, "Jiang Yu, watch your words. We're all friends who grew up together, don't speak so recklessly."

That's easy to say but hard to hear, and besides, in their village, what he said meant he was calling a man spineless.

Cheng Qingsong was used to hearing his words slip out; he often did this before, and he knew he meant no harm, he just couldn't control his mouth.

Jiang Yu realized he had said the wrong thing and was very remorseful. He said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. It's not easy for us to meet today, so I'll treat you to dinner as an apology. We'll go to a restaurant later."

Although Wen Yi is frugal and careful with her money, she is also willing to spend money on things that are necessary.

They said, "You don't need to treat us. You've come all this way, so as the hosts, we should treat you."

Cheng Qingsong chimed in, "We haven't seen each other in so long, so we'll treat you all today. We'll come visit you next time we have time, and you can treat us then."