Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Inside an office of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Shao Linshen sat at the table and was only asked a few simple questions by Director Liu. Director Liu acted as if he had found a treasure, holding Shao Linshen's hand and saying that what they lacked here was a talent like him.

They immediately completed the onboarding procedures for Shaolin Shen, and also prepared the approval documents to be handed over to the village.

If Shao Lin hadn't known his own limitations, he would have really thought the supply and marketing cooperative desperately needed someone like him.

After all, who can resist a boss who speaks kindly, is enthusiastic, and appreciates them greatly?

Ignoring the subtle exchange between Director Liu and Aunt Chen, Shao Linshen obediently followed them into the store.

As he listened to him introduce himself to his colleagues, Shao Linshen greeted everyone politely. He was then assigned by Director Liu to the production materials group to learn from a skilled worker.

The supply and marketing cooperative had a total of four sales groups, each with three or four people, divided into tobacco and alcohol group, general merchandise group, cloth and clothing group, and production materials group.

Among them, the business of the means of production group was the most dismal.

After all, what they sell inside are agricultural tools such as pesticides, fertilizers, rakes, and hoes. The peak season in the supply and marketing cooperative is usually after spring plowing, and the members of the group are usually quite relaxed on weekdays.

Since he was parachuted in, Shao Linshen didn't expect to have all the good things. Having the title of a formal employee gave him a reason to improve his life.

What's even better is that the supply and marketing cooperative also has dormitories for employees to live in. Although they are all partitioned with wooden boards and can only fit a bed and a table, it is still better than running back and forth between the village and the county town every day.

"Lin Shen, there's nothing in your room. Your aunt happens to have a spare set of bedding. I'll have your brother Yuan Chao bring it over later."

As Aunt Chen spoke, she enthusiastically helped Shao Linshen sweep the dust out of the small house. Seeing only a few bare wooden planks on the bed, she said with heartache:

"Don't be so polite with your aunt, kid. If it weren't for you saving my husband, Old Chen, my whole family would have fallen apart."

Besides, you're about the same age as my son, and in my heart, you're just like my own child.

"Isn't it natural for a mother to buy some household items for her son? What, do you not want them because you think your aunt's bedding is old?"

Having said all that, Shao Linshen had no way to refuse and could only smile wryly:

“Auntie, I’m just a country boy. My family is so poor we can’t even afford to eat. How can I have the nerve to complain? If I keep refusing, I’ll really be ungrateful.”

"Hey, that's right."

Aunt Chen beamed with joy upon hearing this, and patted Shao Linshen on the shoulder, saying:

“From now on, let’s treat each other like relatives. If anything happens, just talk to your uncle and aunt.”

The two chatted for a while while cleaning, considering that Shao Linshen hadn't brought any luggage or belongings, and the supply and marketing cooperative had considerately given him a day and a half to pack up, so he could officially start work the day after tomorrow morning.

As it was getting late, Shao Linshen was about to suggest going back to the village to share this good news with his parents when Aunt Chen, as if guessing his thoughts, pretended to have lost something and deliberately led people towards the grain station.

Although Shao Linshen could tell that the other party was acting, he also knew that she would not harm him, so he went along with her and went to the grain station again.

Little did they know, a crowd of onlookers had gathered outside the grain station.

In the center of the crowd were He Xinlian and her husband, who had ridden their bicycles from the village early that morning.

Because they had been lingering in the village for quite some time, by the time they arrived outside the grain station, they had just missed Shaolin Shen.

"You two shameless scoundrels! Our family hasn't even settled accounts with you yet, and you dare to come to the grain station?"

Wang Juan was working inside when she heard the old gatekeeper come over and call her that someone was looking for her outside. She went out curiously with her big pregnant belly and saw He Xinlian's familiar face. She was immediately furious.

Without waiting for the other woman to speak, she spat a glob of phlegm in He Xinlian's face and pointed at her nose, launching into a tirade:

"I thought you were a female educated youth sent to the countryside, that you had read some books and had the necessary ideological awareness."

I never imagined you were such a liar! It wasn't your husband at all, yet you had the nerve to claim it fraudulently. If you're so capable, why don't you just fly to the moon?

As soon as Wang Juan finished speaking, He Xinlian's heart skipped a beat. Forgetting to wipe the drool from her face, she waved her hand at Wang Juan, ignoring her husband's suspicious gaze, and explained:

"Sister Wang, have you misunderstood something? What lie did I tell?"

"Back then, you came to me asking if anyone in my family had saved someone on the side of the road in the west of the city, and that's when I said yes."

"Still making excuses."

Wang Juan, heavily pregnant, glared at her, wishing she could grab a broom and beat the woman away.

“We asked who in your family was the one who saved the person, and we even brought gifts to thank you. Did you stop us? You said it was your husband who did the good deed, and you kept saying you didn't want the villagers to know, afraid that you would be resented by someone with ulterior motives. That's why we didn't visit you, and why we even arranged a job for you?”

"I didn't say he was my man."

Under her husband's murderous gaze, He Xinlian knew her lie had been exposed, but she still tried to argue, saying that she had been washing her brother-in-law's clothes and that the men in the house were all slovenly, so she went out to buy some needles to mend his clothes.

But Wang Juan wasn't stupid. She wasn't going to waste time arguing with this kind of person. As soon as they met, she quietly asked a colleague to report it to the police.

Upon seeing the officers in uniform approaching, he quickly waved to them and, amidst the astonished looks of He Xinlian and her husband, explained that the two had defrauded them of their money and belongings, requesting that the police officers arrest them.

Considering that Shao Linshen and the couple were ultimately family, Wang Juan didn't push things too far. She simply expressed her opinion to the police officers with a calm face, saying:

"This woman keeps saying it's a misunderstanding, and we don't want to keep arguing, but she has to return the fifty yuan she took from our house, as well as the food and other items."

"Why?"

"Those things were given to me voluntarily, not by me asking you for them. How can I ask for back things I gave away?"

He Xinlian turned pale and started acting shamelessly.

She is now penniless and can't even access her spatial storage, so where would she get the money to pay back the debt?

Just as she was about to shamelessly throw a tantrum, a slap landed hard on her face, making her mouth bleed and her ears ring.

"You bastard, you've completely disgraced me."

Under the strange looks of all the onlookers, Shao Jianjun felt that he had never been so embarrassed in his life. His face was frighteningly dark. He gritted his teeth, threw He Xinlian aside, got on his bicycle, and ran back home.

He ignored the woman calling after him, pretending not to hear, and pedaled away.