Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 207 True or False First Love 7_1

Chapter 207: Chapter 207 True or False First Love 7_1

After Zhou Dahai and his wife got home, they learned from Old Madam Zhou that Zhou Juan’s plan had not been successful.

Yang Zhaodi, quite unhappy, tapped Zhou Juan’s forehead as she cooked, "How did I give birth to such an idiot."

"Clearly, whether it’s your older brother or your younger brother, both are very smart."

"But when it comes to you, you are just so silly."

"I’m telling you, if you don’t find a job, you’re going to become a rural worker."

Yang Zhaodi, though unhappy about losing Zhou Juan’s salary, conceded that nothing could be done if she couldn’t find a job.

"Right, if you still can’t find a job by the end of July, you’ll go to the countryside."

Zhou Juan knew that Yang Zhaodi wouldn’t support her, but she didn’t expect to be given just one month’s time.

But what could she do? She couldn’t just say no, she had no power to resist, "Okay."

Yang Zhaodi felt increasingly unhappy and annoyed the more she looked at Zhou Juan.

Yang Zhaodi snorted several times, "Hurry up with the cooking, really, not knowing what to do all day."

"Really acting like a little princess."

Listening to Yang Zhaodi’s scolding, Zhou Juan sniffled, feeling like she really wanted to leave home sooner.

If she continued to stay here, she really didn’t know if she would break down.

Just then, Zhou Dajiang hurried downstairs, and seeing Zhou Juan cooking, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Juan, I’m eating here today, add a portion for me," and then he went into the room to discuss matters with his parents.

What? One more person for dinner at this hour? Zhou Juan looked at the already prepared ingredients. To nourish Zhou Hong’s body because he wasn’t well this month, they had bought meat several times, along with fish.

Due to the shortage of meat coupons, they even went to the black market. The little guy’s health had indeed improved, but their household expenses were already over budget.

To make up for the shortfall, Yang Zhaodi had already said that for these summer months, they would eat lighter and there was no need for extravagant meals.

But now Zhou Dajiang had unexpectedly come home for a meal, what should she do?

Zhou Juan knew that if she didn’t entertain Zhou Dajiang well, she would be the one to suffer.

But no matter how skillful she was, she could not make a lavish dinner without ingredients.

As she worried, Zhou Yong came downstairs, and seeing her cooking, said, "Add a portion for me."

What? What’s going on? The addition of Zhou Dajiang had already made her anxious, and now unexpectedly, there was also Zhou Yong?

"Why, didn’t your family cook today?" Not daring to express dissatisfaction towards Zhou Dajiang, but when it came to Zhou Yong, she was less polite.

"They did, they made noodles," replied Zhou Yong with a dismissive tone.

And judging by Zhou Juan’s expression, did they really not hear the commotion upstairs just now?

"Ah, noodles?" Zhou Juan knew Zhou Yong didn’t like noodles, so generally, Zhang Shifen wouldn’t make noodles.

Except when Zhou Yong was not coming home for dinner and noodles were made for convenience, why would she still cook them knowing that Zhou Yong would be home for dinner?

Wait, could it be that she was giving someone a warning? Zhou Juan’s body involuntarily began to tremble.

She has come, she has come; she’s really starting to take action against them, what do I do?

If she was already tough on Zhou Yong, how could she be kind to her niece?

Zhou Juan couldn’t help but start to shake in fear; she was truly regretting it now. If she had known that she wouldn’t be able to outmaneuver Li Na, she definitely would not have acted.

Zhou Dajiang entered the house and quickly spoke in a low voice about Zhang Shifen taking back the house and the fact that it had already been transferred.

Old Master Zhou knew that his plan had not succeeded, and he realized the situation was dire. He originally planned to discuss it with Zhou Dajiang after dinner.

But Zhang Shifen didn’t give them a chance to react and went ballistic, making a big scene.

"It’s good that the house was transferred to Zhou Lina. It was what had been agreed upon in the beginning," Old Master Zhou really felt like cursing, wondering how such a thing could be agreed to in a contract.

Now, it was done: the house was transferred without even needing Zhou Dajiang’s consent.

Even if there had been no contract, there would have been no stopping Zhang Shifen from transferring the house, but at least they could have gotten some benefits out of it.

Zhou Dahai and his wife didn’t expect Zhang Shifen to actually kick out Zhou Hong and his family—how angry they were, "What’s happening, why just do it like that?"

"They’re making somebody move out of their allotted house." Yang Zhaodi knew about the monthly rental income from that house, which was quite a subsidy for the eldest brother’s family.

Now, she had not anticipated that this income would be gone, and they would have to move into such a small room after dinner, which made her feel very uncomfortable from all aspects.

"But Zhang Shifen and the others don’t know." Zhou Dajiang knew why Yang Zhaodi was unhappy.

There was nothing he could do about it. "Now she plans to hand over the job to Xiao Na, what can I do?" Zhou Dajiang felt helpless.

"You..." Yang Zhaodi looked at Zhou Dajiang with dissatisfaction, "are truly useless."

"Have you even thought about how she’s going to live after she retires in a few years?"

"Are you going to provide for her?" Yang Zhaodi really didn’t want Zhang Shifen to come back home, as, without an income, she would naturally rely entirely on Zhou Dajiang’s earnings to get by.

How would Old Madam Zhou and the others find an excuse to get Zhou Dajiang to be filial to them in this or that way?

"I can’t ask." Zhou Dajiang truly didn’t dare ask this question; he believed that if he did, Zhang Shifen was definitely waiting to confront him.

There were even things that couldn’t be asked—Yang Zhaodi’s displeasure with Zhou Dajiang was evident; he was such a useless man.

"Why don’t you dare to ask?" Old Madam Zhou was also dissatisfied with her youngest son, for his weak and incompetent demeanor.

"I, I haven’t been giving living expenses for over half a year," Zhou Dajiang said softly.

What? Yang Zhaodi didn’t expect Zhou Dajiang to be so heartless and understood why he didn’t dare to ask.

Asking would bring no good outcome, but Zhang Shifen was quite wealthy, after all. The expenses of a family of five were all covered by her alone; either she had a high salary or a substantial amount of savings.

Yang Zhaodi was envious, not to mention Zhou Dahai claiming that all his salary was turned over, with her in control of the finances.

In fact, she knew that Zhou Dahai often checked the household accounts she recorded, and if anything seemed off, he would surely lecture her severely.

But with Zhou Dajiang having so much money, and Zhou Hong’s family having to rush to move out because of Xiao Yong, they couldn’t just let it go; they should at least get some compensation.

Old Madam Zhou had nothing to say, but she was pondering whether Zhou Dajiang, with all his money, should be filial to his parents in one way or another.

Zhou Dajiang had no idea that his words had sparked such thoughts in his mother and wife.

He just wanted to discuss with the family how to deal with the situation, "Xiao Yong has already told the girl’s side they would have a separate wedding house, but now?"

"What’s the situation with the other party?" Old Madam Zhou had only heard bits and pieces from Zhou Yong and didn’t know the specifics, nor had anyone in the family ever seen the girl.

Zhou Dajiang suddenly felt awkward and hesitated for a long time, "I don’t know either, you have to ask Xiao Yong."

With those words, the already quiet room became even quieter.

They had thought they were the only ones in the dark because they were keeping it from Zhang Shifen and had not brought them to see the girl.

Potential suitors were not allowed to participate. But to their surprise, Zhou Dajiang, the father himself, didn’t know a thing about the other party either.