Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

As the sun rose higher, the seven people in the dilapidated courtyard, having eaten their fill, were now sprawled on the ground, basking contentedly in the sun.

Shao Linshen estimated the time and, without further delay, greeted everyone and prepared to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to meet up with the Chen family.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell them:

“It’s not good for us guys to be looking after other people’s places every day. If someone with ulterior motives reports us, our lives will be ruined.”

"Skinny Monkey, Qiangzi, one of you has a family member who drives a car, and the other has a family member who works in a tailor shop. These are both excellent skills. We can learn them seriously, and in our spare time, we can also learn from the other brothers."

Qin Hongliang and Zeng Zhiqiang sighed upon hearing this, and said with bitter faces:

"Lin Shen, do you think we don't want to learn? It's useless even if we did."

They have several siblings, and they are in the middle, neither high nor low. They will never get a job at home, so what's the use of learning?

"Opportunities are always for those who are prepared. You're wasting your time wandering around aimlessly all day. You might as well learn something useful," Shao Linshen advised.

Whether it's the original timeline or the altered one, Shao Jianjun learned to drive by following the original owner's path, and later joined the transport team, starting his career in the reselling business.

Of course, Shao Linshen would never let the other party take advantage of him in this lifetime.

However, we can learn a thing or two from this person's path to wealth, since these guys were indeed very good to the original owner of this body, and he really shouldn't have ended up like that.

The group chatted for a few more minutes. Although they all looked distressed, they were all willing to listen to advice and promised to learn the trade in the future. As for keeping watch for the black market, they planned to gradually give up their jobs.

After all, the risk is too great. What if someone like He Xinlian comes along who knows their secrets and is ruthless? They'll be doomed.

After saying their goodbyes, Shaolin Shen walked straight towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

About half an hour later, he saw a large courtyard house with its gate wide open.

Next to the supply and marketing cooperative compound, Aunt Chen, whom I had just seen this morning, was standing by the roadside, wearing a blue-gray Lenin suit and looking around.

Seeing Shaolin Shen across the street, she enthusiastically waved and beckoned people to come over quickly.

"Auntie, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Shao Linshen crossed the road and stood in front of Aunt Chen, scratching the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Hey, your aunt just arrived too, you're too kind."

Aunt Chen waved her hand dismissively and led the people from the front of the supply and marketing cooperative all the way to the small door at the back.

She pointed to the red paper that wasn't even completely dry from the rice paste, and said in a pretentious manner:

"Look, the supply and marketing cooperative is recruiting salespersons. It's lucky that I remembered them before, otherwise I would have missed it."

As she spoke, she led the people hurriedly through the small door.

Shao Linshen followed behind the whole time, looking honest and simple-minded. He only glanced at the brand-new red paper out of the corner of his eye, slightly curled the corner of his lips, and then stepped inside.

Coincidentally, no sooner had they left than someone passed by the back door. Just as their eyes caught sight of the red paper, before they could even read the contents carefully, a person emerged from the supply and marketing cooperative, drooping his eyelids as he tore the notice down.

A passerby frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, what's wrong with you? I saw that there was a job posting upstairs, and the date is today. Why did you tear it down?"

The woman tilted her head back, rolled her eyes with her nostrils pointing upwards, and said disdainfully:

"We are indeed hiring, but we've already hired people. Why are we keeping this up for the New Year? You should all go do what you're supposed to do and not block the way and disrupt people's work."

After saying that, the woman ignored the other person's furious expression, swayed her hips, snorted, and went back into the supply and marketing cooperative.

Meanwhile, in Niutou Village...

The group of people in the Shao family's old house had no idea what was happening in the county.

The eldest son's family got up before dawn to cook, and borrowed a bicycle from the village chief early in the morning, urging He Xinlian to take Shao Jianjun to the county to finalize the work arrangements.

As a result, Uncle Shao and his wife knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came out.

Zhao Fang, being impatient, immediately assumed that He Xinlian was throwing a tantrum again, refusing to give up her job to her eldest son, and launched into a tirade of foul language.

Uncle Shao stood aside and pretended not to hear, until even the neighbors couldn't stand it anymore, and then he slowly told his wife to shut up.

"You little slut, open the door for me right now! If you try anything funny again, believe me, I'll skin you alive!" Zhao Fang kicked the door in anger, sending dirt and debris flying.

Little did they know that the person inside was currently like a madwoman, slumped on the ground with disheveled hair, completely naked, just standing there dumbfounded against the corner of the wall, muttering nonsense like "gone, it's over."

He looked completely lost, his face filled with utter despair.

"Bang bang bang!"

The door was slammed hard, and within minutes, it was rammed in from the outside. The door fell to the ground with a loud thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough cough."

Zhao Fang entered first, hands on her hips and gesticulating wildly. She was squinting and looking around for He Xinlian when she turned her head and saw a white figure in the corner.

She yelled and turned around, pushing her husband out of the house.

"He Xinlian, you little slut, shameless whore, what's wrong with you in broad daylight? Hurry up and put your clothes on for me."

As she spoke, she didn't forget to shove her eldest son inside, saying:

"Jianjun, hurry up and go inside so she can get things sorted out. What kind of look is this, all naked? Hurry up, you still have business to attend to in the county later."

Shao Jianjun was impatient, but after spending so much time together, the two had developed feelings for each other. As soon as he entered the room, he took off his coat and draped it over He Xinlian, then hugged her and bent down to carry her to the bed.

Feeling the man's body temperature, He Xinlian seemed to wake from a dream, shuddered, and buried herself in the man's arms, holding him tightly with both hands, silently shedding tears.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Shao Jianjun's previously cold expression softened, and he whispered words of comfort:

"It's alright, let bygones be bygones. As long as you live a peaceful life with me, everything will be fine."

He thought the woman was so anxious because of what happened yesterday, and because they had slept in separate rooms last night, and she finally realized her mistake.

Recalling the sweet times they had shared, Shao Jianjun's eyes softened, and he began to dress the woman, piece by piece.

Seeing that he still treated her as usual, He Xinlian's madness caused by not being able to open the space began to return to her rationality.

She held her husband's hand tightly, apologizing and expressing her feelings, her mind and eyes filled with thoughts of how to grasp this only straw that could save her.

The two cuddled together in the house for a while, and then, urged by Zhao Fang and the others, they sweetly held hands and left the house together.

After dinner, the couple, amidst the anticipation of their family, rode their bicycles towards the county town.

Little did they know, a good show was about to unfold.