Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 36 - No House Female Supporting Character 36_1
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After returning to the hotel, Zhang Yu took a shower and washed her clothes, then continued to sit by the window and read.
“If I go over there now, I’ll probably end up having to do chores,” she figured.
Since that was the case, she might as well stay here and rest comfortably.
So Zhang Yu stayed until just before ten o’clock before checking out of the hotel and heading to the Zhang family’s house with her bag on her back.
Upon arriving at the Zhangs’, she saw Chiang Yun sitting at the door sorting vegetables.
“Sorting vegetables?”
Zhang Yu, greeting her, casually sat down next to Pan Juan.
An old neighbor who was chatting with Pan Juan looked over with a glint in her eye.
“Little Yu, you’re not helping out?”
Hearing this, Chiang Yun didn’t stop picking through the vegetables.
In her mind, the likelihood of Zhang Yu helping was slim; it was better not to expect anything, to avoid disappointment.
Zhang Yu chuckled.
“I’m not helping out.
Chiang Yun’s got it under control.”
“Besides, I’m just a guest, and guests don’t lift a finger.”
“After all, we should rely on sons,” Zhang Yu said meaningfully.
“Right, Mom?”
After analyzing the situation, Pan Juan knew that they absolutely couldn’t give the impression that the house would definitely go to their son.
Otherwise, their future would be anything but easy.
“Not at all, sons and daughters are the same.
We’ll give the house to whoever treats us well,” Pan Juan insisted.
“We’ll allocate a portion for the resettlement first.”
“The rest is our ‘coffin money.'”
Chiang Yun’s mood continued to sink, understanding that this was her in-laws’ way of pushing back.
What could she do?
Could she really just drop everything and walk away?
That was Zhang Yu’s approach.
She didn’t need anything, so of course she could afford to; but Chiang Yun couldn’t.
She couldn’t afford to be without any demands.
The old neighbor really didn’t understand why Pan Juan had changed her mind, but after all, it was the family’s private matter.
“That’s true, having the money in your own hands is always more reassuring,” the neighbor agreed with Pan Juan.
“Exactly, when the money is in our hands, we’re free.”
“Otherwise, money comes easily, but when it’s gone, expecting their filial piety is wishful thinking,” Pan Juan said, glancing at Zhang Yu and Chiang Yun.
Chiang Yun knew this was a jab at her.
Zhang Yu felt slighted.
“Mom, why are you looking at me?”
“I don’t want your stuff.”
“Take good care of yourselves.
I can earn my own money, and I will buy my own house,” Zhang Yu stated firmly.
The neighbor had heard rumors that the Zhangs’ parents wouldn’t leave any part of the house to Zhang Yu, forcing the child to go and work far away.
“Right, right, it’s my fault for insisting on giving you the house,” Pan Juan said with displeasure.
“Forget it.
Why give me the house?
Everyone knows, it’s just that it’s inconvenient for you now that I’m not around.” Let’s not pretend it’s out of any real willingness.
If things had stayed the same as in her previous life, and she continued to be an overly hard-working and compliant caretaker, would they still think Zhang Yu deserved a house?
The neighbor had been quite surprised when Pan Juan mentioned leaving a portion of the house for Zhang Yu, thinking the old couple had finally seen reason.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu refused outright, although the neighbor also knew that if it weren’t for this young girl moving away, Zhang Dagu and his wife might not have come to such a conclusion.
But now that the couple had come around, why was Zhang Yu still refusing the house?
“My brother is married with children; their burdens are heavier than mine.”
“If I’m alone, a single room won’t cost much,” Zhang Yu modestly stated.
“Doesn’t it cost money for you to buy on your own?” The old neighbor really didn’t understand—even if she could earn money, it couldn’t be that much.
With no other option, Zhang Yu could only say, “Mainly because I will have to work out of town for the long term, I won’t be able to take care of mom and dad that much.”
“So I think it’s better to let my brother and sister-in-law take the house, since they will be the ones shouldering more of the load.”
“It’s not right to take the house without putting in the effort,” Zhang Yu resignedly stated, mainly because she couldn’t look after the elderly parents, so she also gave up on taking the house.
Ah, so that’s how it is.
Hearing this, the old neighbor suddenly understood—it was still Zhang Dagu and his wife’s partiality that had disheartened this child.
Therefore, she simply didn’t want the house, nor did she plan to take much care of the elderly parents.
The old neighbor glanced at Pan Juan, certain that they also knew, but by the time they came to their senses, they found that Zhang Yu no longer cared about these things.
Some things, once missed, are truly missed, and no amount of regret can change that.
“We don’t need you to take care of us now,” Pan Juan said, annoyed.
She always felt that by saying this, Zhang Yu was just making excuses not to take care of them in the future.
“Let it be, you see my brother is a son, and my second brother also needs a house, as for my sister, she’s got a son and has to prepare for his wedding room.”
“If I don’t take the house, then they can get a bit more,” Zhang Yu felt she was truly being a good child, always considering for her elder brothers and sister.
The neighbor next door still thought Zhang Yu was a fool, but since the person involved had already made up her mind, what’s the point of outsiders’ chattering?
Chiang Yun sneered inside, although Zhang Yu hadn’t taken the house, was she really doing it out of kindness?
Isn’t it just her way of avoiding the responsibility of taking care of the elderly, and also setting them up into a trap, otherwise why would Zhang Dagu and his wife change their minds?
What made Chiang Yun even more anxious was that the old couple not only disapproved of her, but also became dissatisfied with Zhang Yi, which was what truly worried Chiang Yun.
Once they start disliking Zhang Yi, how much support can he expect when it’s time for his marriage?
This was all the result of Zhang Yu’s actions—Chiang Yun glared fiercely at Zhang Yu once again, of course, she did this only because she saw that Zhang Yu was already looking down at her book, otherwise she wouldn’t have dared to do so.
Zhang Yu actually sensed someone staring at her; lifting her head, she caught Chiang Yun’s lingering gaze.
“Chiang Yun, are you still picking vegetables?”
“You can go wash the vegetables and then start cooking.”
“Otherwise, by the time Zhang Shouhua and the others arrive and you’re still not ready, it’s going to look bad.”
“I used to prepare everything early so that we could start eating almost as soon as you arrived.”
Zhang Yu signaled to Chiang Yun that she could speed things up; she could not keep dawdling like this.
Chiang Yun overhearing Zhang Yu call her by her name in front of outsiders, was livid, yet she dared not say anything.
The old neighbor was also stunned upon hearing Zhang Yu directly call out Chiang Yun’s name, knowing that she used to call her sister-in-law or similar, never by name.
What did this now signify?
Wasn’t it indicative that the Zhang family’s situation was truly not good?
Pan Juan sighed inwardly, powerless to change the situation, acknowledging the child was too bristly.
Zhang Guohua also heard it from inside the house but could do nothing except sigh because if it ever came out that Zhang Yi was calling his aunt by her full name, it wouldn’t look good for Xiao Yi, especially since they still had to find him a well-conditioned girl.
In fact, Zhang Guohua and his wife had already taken a liking to a girl and were just waiting for her family to agree.
So for now, they could do nothing but endure, because Zhang Yi’s marriage had to be settled, with everything prioritizing Zhang Yi’s affairs.
