Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 26 - The Homeless Supporting Actress 26_1
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If it weren’t for the fact that she’s been busy to death every day recently, Pan Juan would have a good understanding of the process Zhang Yu had to go through every weekend.
One could say that Pan Juan thought this was already quite good.
If Zhang Yu didn’t agree, it meant she was demanding too much, overstepping the bounds.
But now Pan Juan knew just how much Zhang Yu had given up, considering Zhang Dagu’s proposal.
All Pan Juan wanted to say was, “Why not?”
“You say leave the house for her to live in, then leave it to Zhang Yi, but how can you ensure the house will definitely go to Zhang Yi?”
As for this, Zhang Dagu really hadn’t thought it through.
Now that Pan Juan asked, the old man thought for a moment, “Why don’t we, while we’re still around, transfer the house to Xiao Yi?”
Zhang Dagu felt this idea should be absolutely fine, guaranteeing it would definitely pass to Zhang Yi.
Pan Juan thought Zhang Yu wouldn’t agree, but decided not to say anything after seeing the look on Zhang Dagu’s face; he seemed to think this was the best arrangement.
It would be better to let father and daughter discuss it face to face.
After all, she didn’t want to be scolded again.
“I’m not sure if Little Yu will agree to this.”
“Why don’t you ask Little Yu?” Pan Juan indicated she wanted no part in this and thought it would be better for Zhang Dagu to talk directly with Zhang Yu.
How could Zhang Dagu be willing?
He was discussing this matter with Pan Juan because he hoped it would be the mother and daughter who would talk it over.
“I’m not going to find her.
What if she doesn’t agree?”
“What about my pride and my dignity then?” Zhang Dagu was just generally opposed to the whole idea.
His pride and dignity mattered, but was she supposed to have no regard for her own?
Yet if she flatly said she wasn’t happy with it, she expected he might explode again.
Recently, Pan Juan really felt intimidated by Zhang Dagu.
Worrying she might accidentally get scolded again, she said, “How about this, the three of us can talk together when the time comes.
I’ll start the conversation.”
“If Little Yu has any ideas, we won’t need to go back and forth transmitting messages.
We can settle the matter directly.”
“Old man, what do you think?” Pan Juan offered a suggestion.
What did he think?
Zhang Dagu wanted to say, not much good, but he also knew that ultimately, he had to be the one to finalize the matter.
“Forget it, that’s the way it is.
It’s not clear over the phone, and since she can only come back on weekends, we can’t afford to delay by passing messages.”
They were pressed for time, with an important task at hand.
So-called pride just couldn’t compare to the importance of settling this matter.
“In a couple of days, if Little Yu calls again, remember to tell her to come home,” Zhang Dagu instructed.
As for this request, of course, Pan Juan had to fulfill it, otherwise pushing off everything might trigger the old man to blow up again.
Zhang Yu thought Zhang Dagu and the others would keep up appearances, but unexpectedly, just three weeks after she left home, they asked her to return.
Zhang Yu’s first reaction was that this return trip would definitely not end well; certainly, the Zhang Family had encountered some issue.
But since the old couple had asked, could she not go back?
Zhang Yu thought for a moment: Mom, I’ll buy the ticket for Saturday morning.
Ah, you can only come back by train on Saturday morning?
Pan Juan had been hoping Zhang Yu could come back on Friday, so she could have dinner with her.
Pan Juan: Can’t you buy a train ticket for Friday?
A train ticket for Friday?
Zhang Yu wasn’t willing at all: getting off work at five on Friday, reaching the station after six, and even if she took the fastest train home, it would be after ten.
Zhang Yu: Then I’d have to spend extra on accommodation for one night?
Forget it.
Let’s stick to Saturday.
No need to rush too much.
Zhang Yu: Right, I’ll get home in the afternoon on Saturday, so don’t wait for me for lunch.
She knew well enough that even if she asked them to wait for her, they wouldn’t.
What?
Pan Juan hadn’t expected that not only was Friday’s dinner out of the question, but even Saturday’s lunch couldn’t be counted on: “Can’t you come back earlier?”
Was that supposed to mean she should go back to cook?
Zhang Yu replied, “No way, I need to sleep in on Saturday.
Don’t worry, I’ll be back.”
Zhang Yu: “By the way, are my brother and the others coming back for a weekend family meal?
I can finally taste my sister-in-law’s cooking skills.”
Quite decisively, Zhang Yu stated she wouldn’t cook and was looking forward to enjoying Chiang Yun’s culinary skills.
Ah, was this an indication she was not planning to cook?
Pan Juan couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed; after getting used to Zhang Yu’s cooking, the others’ dishes were really hard to swallow.
Pan Juan: “Your sister-in-law’s cooking isn’t up to much, is it?
Yours is still the tastiest, right?”
Wasn’t this implying that she should go back and play chef?
Zhang Yule chuckled: “Mom, it’s okay, if sister-in-law can’t cook well, she can learn.”
Zhang Yu: “I didn’t know how to at first either, I just gradually learned.
Oh, and I remember I have some cookbooks on my shelf, you can let my sister-in-law have a look.”
Zhang Yu: “That’s exactly how I improved my cooking skills.”
Let Chiang Yun read a cookbook?
Slowly improve her cooking?
Pan Juan really couldn’t bear the thought.
Now she realized what all this talk of overtime and gatherings was all about?
Bullshit, they were all excuses for Chiang Yun not wanting to come back and cook.
But Pan Juan couldn’t refute it since they had no proof, and they needed to save face for Zhang Dagu and his son.
Pan Juan chuckled awkwardly: “Your sister-in-law is busy with work.”
Zhang Yu: “I was busy with work too, but I still learned.
Mom, just give my sister-in-law some time.
Didn’t you say that my big sister-in-law is smart and learns quickly?”
Zhang Yu dug up all the praise Pan Juan had for Chiang Yun, ready to use them to shut her mother up: “So, I have faith in sister-in-law.”
With Zhang Yu having said all this, what more could Pan Juan do?
Speak out that Chiang Yun didn’t want to cook?
Those words were impossible to utter.
After chatting on the phone with Zhang Yu for a while, Pan Juan repeatedly reminded her to remember to come back this week.
After hanging up, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but sigh, “When I had it, I just didn’t appreciate it.”
“Now that I’ve lost it, I know it’s urgent.
Sorry, but this issue is non-negotiable.”
Not cooking upon returning was out of the question, but she wouldn’t do everything as before, from going to the market to buying groceries, to prepping and cooking food, to washing dishes and cleaning up all by herself.
Sorry, she’s a guest too; why should she do it all?
She’d just make a couple of dishes that Zhang Dagu and his wife enjoyed as a way to show her respect for them.
As for anything more, sorry, that wasn’t her responsibility.
After hanging up, Pan Juan nodded at the expectant Zhang Dagu, “Little Yu said she would be back on Saturday afternoon.”
What?
Not arriving until Saturday afternoon?
Zhang Dagu’s face also became unpleasant, “Why so late?”
“She can’t come back on Friday?” Zhang Dagu felt that Friday night would be a suitable time for return.
“If she comes home on Friday, it would be too late, past ten o’clock.
She’d have to pay for an extra day at the hotel.”
“Alright, if you have any objections, you can call her yourself,” Pan Juan grew impatient.
Really, it’s not like she hadn’t tried persuading her, “Little Yu is out of town and doesn’t rely on us for anything.
What can we really expect from her?”
“Look at the other children; we haven’t provided them with houses yet.
See their attitude?”
In Pan Juan’s view, Zhang Yu’s attitude was already pretty good; she neither hoped for anything from them nor had any desire to be nice to them.
With that said, Zhang Dagu stopped speaking.
Yes, they didn’t have anything that could sway Zhang Yu; why should she be accommodating?
