Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 33 - No House Female Supporting Character 33_1
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Chiang Yun hurriedly bought some items and, upon returning home, began preparing the afternoon snack.
After she’d made the snack, she briefly sated her hunger and then started to get ready to make dinner.
“Sister-in-law, I want to eat sweet and sour pork,” Zhang Yi’s wife said.
“I remember you like it, I think you like it, so you should be able to make it quite well,” she added.
“Oh yes, and also plum juice spare ribs.”
“If we’re having soup, let’s keep it simple with a pig’s trotter soup.
After all, it’s rich in collagen, which is good for the skin,” she suggested.
“For vegetables, let’s have shredded potatoes and a dish of lettuce with mashed garlic.”
“You can ask everyone else what they’d like to eat.” Holding a bowl of the afternoon snack, Zhang Yu made her anticipated suggestions for the evening meal without disappointment.
“By the way, I’ll sort myself out for breakfast.”
“I’ll tell you later what I want for lunch.” Zhang Yu ate heartily, signaling that the dishes she ordered really weren’t that many.
Looking at Zhang Yu’s innocent face at that moment, Chiang Yun really wanted to throw the contents of the bowl at Zhang Yu’s face.
Zhang Yu looked at Chiang Yun’s angry face and smiled, “Chiang Yun, are you very angry?”
“Let me tell you, don’t be angry, you’re the eldest daughter-in-law, you need to show your best side,” she said.
“Otherwise, how will you convince mom and dad that you’re a good daughter-in-law, worthy of inheriting the house?”
“Didn’t dad say that whoever treats them well will be considered for the house?”
“I don’t want it, but Chiang Yun, don’t forget about the other two families.”
“If you don’t perform well, how will you get the house and money?”
“Don’t think just because you’ve had a grandson, you’re at an advantage,” Zhang Yu said.
“Though it’s a bonus, if you don’t do a good job, having a grandson won’t give you the upper hand either,” she advised.
“By the way, Chiang Yun, how is Zhang Yi doing at the office?”
“Still no achievements?”
“That won’t do at all.
When I was in the office, I was just a little accountant, see how everyone thought I lacked ambition,” she remarked.
“I’m a woman, so it was sort of alright to have no great prospects,” she continued.
“But Zhang Yi is a man, and in the future, he’ll bear the responsibility of providing for the family.”
“If a man has no prospects, that’s a much bigger problem,” Zhang Yu earnestly counseled.
Chiang Yun truly felt like she might pass out from frustration.
She had thought it bad enough for Zhang Yu to attack her, but she hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to drag Zhang Yi into this as well.
Chiang Yun curled her lip, “Zhang Yu, Xiao Yi is still a child after all.”
“A child?
I’ve heard you’ve been seeking out matches for Zhang Yi,” Zhang Yu retorted.
“He’s already working, how can he still be a child?”
“Forget it, he’s your son after all.
If you think he’s a child, then he’s a child,” Zhang Yu conceded.
“In the end, you’ll be the one worrying, not me.” Zhang Yu knew that even if she advised her, Chiang Yun would still consider Zhang Yi a child, and insist on managing everything for him.
Once Zhang Yi got married, if she continued this way, taking care of everything, would Zhang Yi’s wife be happy?
She wondered whether Zhang Yi would reconnect with his former wife this time.
If so, Zhang Yu hoped it would be the same person.
That niece-in-law had not been timid in dealing with Zhang Yu, and this time she wouldn’t be able to scheme against her, leaving her in peace to watch the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battle.
Zhang Yu thought it would be very interesting to watch, enjoying the spectacle would feel great.
Zhang Hong witnessed Zhang Yu fleeing the scene, “Little Yu, you’re quite formidable now, managing to suppress her like that.”
Zhang Hong had a few run-ins with Chiang Yun herself and rarely came out ahead, so she truly admired Zhang Yu for accomplishing her goal with apparent ease.
“Do you want to know how I managed to suppress her?” Zhang Yu noticed the envy in Zhang Hong’s eyes.
Zhang Hong nodded incessantly, looking at Zhang Yu expectantly, eager to discover her secret.
“It’s very simple,” Zhang Yu expressed, “I have no desires or wants.”
“I used to think that since I’m not married and have no children, I would have to rely on Zhang Yi and the others to take care of me.”
“But in the end, was the money I gave them too little?”
“Yet who looked after me?”
“No one looked after me.”
“I’ve come to realize, why should I solely depend on my nephews and nieces?
Instead of hoping they would look after me because of our blood ties,”
“it’s better to consider saving more money and buying a house.
When you have money in hand, you’re sure to have people to take care of you.”
“Having descendants isn’t important, what’s important is how much money you have in hand.”
“Those without money or a house, even if they have their own children, there are plenty who don’t care for their parents.”
“That’s true.” Could Zhang Hong say that Zhang Yu’s words were wrong?
Of course not.
Zhang Yu yawned, took a book out of her bag, and started reading.
Sipping tea and reading a book, it really wasn’t bad.
Chiang Yun was busy with all sorts of things in the kitchen, feeling as if her hands, feet, and waist didn’t belong to her, but there was no help for it.
No matter how tired, she had to endure.
“Really, I don’t know how Zhang Yu manages.
No, she’s young.”
At this moment, Chiang Yun realized that she had indeed been hoodwinked by Zhang Yu, after all, she wasn’t even forty.
But there was nothing she could do about it.
It wasn’t like she could argue with Zhang Yu.
If she argued, it would mean admitting she didn’t do much.
She took another deep breath.
Although she wanted to run away, she had no choice.
If she didn’t persist, her efforts would be in vain.
She still had to persuade Zhang Guohua to ask Zhang Dagu when he would sign the papers.
As Zhang Yu smelled the fragrance of the food, she touched her stomach, “No wonder I’m feeling hungry, it’s about time.”
Glancing at the clock, “Chiang Yun, you’re not very fast at cooking.”
“It’s getting late.”
“I’m not as skilled as you,” Zhang Yu said in annoyance.
“No worries, practice more,” Zhang Yu said there was no other way apart from practicing more.
“But you need to be quicker, otherwise, after we’ve all eaten and drunk our fill, you’ll still be cleaning up into who knows when.”
“You’ll have to wash dishes, clean up the kitchen, and oh, this hall too, you also need to tidy up.”
Zhang Yu helplessly indicated that after dinner, Chiang Yun would be even busier and overwhelmed with work.
Chiang Yun, looking at the ever-provoking Zhang Yu, felt she couldn’t let it go and had to fight back.
“Why don’t you plan to help me wash the dishes?” Chiang Yun asked, hopeful.
Zhang Yu shook her head, “I won’t wash dishes.
I’ve washed them for many years, now it’s only fair you do some.”
“Although I haven’t married, I don’t even live at home.
What’s the difference from being married?”
“Since I’m like a married woman, you can’t expect me to do housework,” Zhang Yu stated, truly not expecting her to do any chores.
Chiang Yun really wanted to give Zhang Yu a disdainful look, but she didn’t dare.
She had just glared at this girl before, and that had led to her being retaliated against.
She truly didn’t dare imagine what this girl might do if she offended Zhang Yu again.
As for Chiang Yun’s silence, Zhang Yu certainly didn’t think she was admitting defeat, but rather that she was holding back her anger, thinking about how to get revenge later. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Zhang Yu quietly finished her meal, chatted for a while with Zhang Dagu and the others, then promptly left with a slap on her buttocks.
When Chiang Yun finished her work, she saw that Zhang Shouhua and his wife, as well as Zhang Hong and her husband, had already left, and Zhang Yu had gone as well.
Of course, the living room was a complete mess.
Pan Juan, upon seeing her, said, “All right, you tidy up the living room, and then go rest early.”
“Oh yes, remember to get up early tomorrow; you need to go buy groceries.”
What, she still had to get up to buy groceries?
Chiang Yun was stunned, “I, I…”
“If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to.
You can also move back,” Pan Juan said.
