Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 753 - 754: 60s Siheyuan 2_1

Chapter 753: Chapter 754: 60s Siheyuan 2_1

After learning the current year, Zhang Yu went back to her room and lay down without having received the information yet.

Soon, the information appeared in Zhang Yu’s mind, and thankfully, she didn’t have to adapt to a new name this time—the female protagonist was her, Zhang Yu.

And it really was a TV drama that she’d traveled into, that famous one about the Four Courtyard House, with Sha Zhu as the male lead.

Zhang Yu was curious, under normal circumstances, there should be no tasks involving traveling into dramas or books, right?

Of course, maybe there were such tasks, but the System wouldn’t normally accept them, so why did it take on this one?

Zhang Yu didn’t understand, and it seemed like the System wanted to say something before she set off, but the environment was too noisy, and she hadn’t heard what the System said.

Forget it, dwelling on this now is unimportant—it’s already done. Whatever the reason, the important thing is to complete the task.

As a good task performer, no matter what the task is, the goal is to give it her all and complete it well.

The advantage for her was that she had seen this TV show; she might not know every detail about every character in the plot, but she was very clear about the people in the Four Courtyard House.

With that thought, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and began to look through the information.

Reading the plot summary that appeared in her mind, Zhang Yu really wanted to curse someone out.

Sha Zhu himself chose to be Qin Huairu’s lapdog, all sorts of groveling were fine by him—whether it was spending his family’s money from the He Family, or the money he earned, or even if he had to sell his blood to support three, no, four generations of the Jia Family, that was his business.

Zhang Yu would definitely be the person standing by the side enjoying the drama, and she would definitely not butt in.

But Sha Zhu actually got involved with the original host’s sister, Zhang Li, and after getting drunk, for some reason, he ended up in bed with her.

Originally, Zhang Li and Sha Zhu had agreed to act as though nothing had happened; after all, they lived in the same courtyard, and who didn’t know about Sha Zhu’s character.

Unexpectedly, from that one night, a child was conceived, and in the late 1960s, being pregnant before marriage was something that would cause people to gossip.

As for getting an abortion, that wasn’t easy either, since it required proof, and where would an unwed girl get such proof?

Plus, once Sha Zhu knew that Zhang Li was pregnant, of course, he was overjoyed—a man in his thirties would naturally long for his own child.

With the intervention of the First Elder, the Second Master, and the Third Master from the big courtyard, and with a child on the way, Zhang Li, reluctant as she was, had to agree to marry Sha Zhu because of the price offered.

If only Sha Zhu had lived a good life after marriage, Zhang Yu wouldn’t have been so angry.

If anyone in the courtyard didn’t want to see Sha Zhu get married, it was of course Qin Huairu, because, after Sha Zhu got married and had children, would he still help her out?

Afterward, Qin Huairu didn’t miss any opportunity to badmouth Zhang Li in front of Sha Zhu, saying she was a cunning and manipulative person, calculating against Sha Zhu, wanting to live a better life.

It was laughable, really. Who was Qin Huairu to talk, a woman who exchanged white bread for meat-filled buns?

Zhang Li was the only person listed on the Zhang Family’s registration book, but at least she had three rooms in the main house, a gatehouse, and a side-room belonging to her.

As for her job, she was a clerk in the logistic department of a steel rolling mill, not to mention how much better she was than Qin Huairu.

Unfortunately, Sha Zhu was really a groveler to the core; even when he knew that Zhang Li needed nutrition during her pregnancy, he wouldn’t allow her enough food, and he took her salary, claiming it was to support the Jia Family.

In the vast Four Courtyard House, not a single person supported Zhang Li, who felt desolate as death, so she, eight months pregnant, jumped into the river to commit suicide.

Looking at the image of Zhang Li jumping into the river without a second thought in her mind, Zhang Yu knew this girl must have been completely despairing.

After Zhang Li’s death, the property under the Zhang Family’s name naturally went to Sha Zhu, and in the end, it fell into the hands of the Jia Family.

The original owner’s request was quite simple, live well, don’t meddle in other people’s business, watch her younger sister grow up, and don’t let her follow the same old path.

As for the people of the siheyuan, especially First Elder, the deaf-mute old lady, Sha Zhu, and Qin Huairu, they must not have a good ending.

I have taken on this mission. Zhang Yu turned over and rested properly.

Tomorrow, the original owner will report to the steel mill. It is also necessary to think about how to deal with the jobs left behind by her parents, Zhang Hao and Yang Zhaodi.

The original owner was a technical secondary school graduate, which in that era was considered an intellectual, and had already been assigned a job in the finance department of the steel mill.

As for Zhang Li, she is now just a ten-year-old girl, a primary school student.

Primary school lasts for 5 years, junior and senior high school each for 3 years, totalling 11 years, which means the little girl has to study for another 8 years. That would coincide with the era when youths went to the countryside to become educated youth.

A job must be reserved for her. Although it’s a few years away, since both Zhang Hao and Yang Zhaodi died in the line of duty, it’s only right for the steel mill to keep a job for her.

As for another job, it of course needs to be resolved as well. The original owner had preserved one job, selling Zhang Hao’s driver position.

The middleman was First Elder Yi Zhonghai. To think, a coveted position such as the driver, sold for only 400 yuan.

Even Zhang Yu, who didn’t know the current value of a job, was aware that this price was absolutely inappropriate.

A formal job was definitely sought after, not to mention the driver position. Zhang Yu refused to believe she couldn’t sell it for 800 yuan.

In short, this time, she absolutely wouldn’t sell the job short, letting Yi Zhonghai benefit from it on their side and still maintain a good reputation.

This kind of double-dealing was beyond outrageous, especially when Zhang Li was being bullied and the old fellow didn’t show his face.

This "moral model" was in fact a hypocrite, fond of imposing moral constraints on others.

This trick worked well on the people of the siheyuan, after all, being a Seventh-Level Fitter was respectable. But so what?

She belonged to the logistics department and had little to do with the workshop workers, so she fundamentally did not need to fear anything.

As for Yi Zhonghai’s specialty of moral manipulation, sorry, it might have some effect on contemporary people, but it was utterly useless against her.

She would not fall for that, hmph, at most it was just a form of cold violence, which scared her not at all.

If something happened at home, don’t expect them to offer help, rather they’d just swoop in to extract their pound of flesh.

Neighbors like these are best avoided whenever possible.

After yawning, unable to fall asleep, she decided not to sleep and got up to start preparing breakfast.

Since the death of Zhang Hao and his wife, the house had been in disarray.

Zhang Yu sighed softly and opened the rice bin to start making breakfast.

Looking at the nearly empty rice bin, Zhang Yu felt troubled. Alas, food supply was indeed a problem in reality.

Fortunately, she was about to start work at her post, and even though the steel mill’s material supplies couldn’t compete with the past, at least it was still possible to keep everyone about seventy to eighty percent full.

With that thought, Zhang Yu felt a bit relieved and, after making breakfast, began to look around her own plot of land.

After all, this was where she was going to live for many years, so it was natural to have a good plan for it.