Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 791 - 792: 60s Siheyuan 40_1

Chapter 791: Chapter 792: 60s Siheyuan 40_1

Is this is a challenge to her? Zhang Yule, "No problem at all, I too want to see how I measure up against the legendary Courtyard House War God."

"Otherwise, there will always be those who are dissatisfied, thinking they are stronger than me."

With a huff, if there were no contest, at least people would have their favorites to support, but once she easily crushed Sha Zhu, there would surely be those happy to spread the word about the outcome.

Xu Damao had just returned from showing movies at the neighboring communes these past few days, travel-worn and dusty, only to find, right at the gate of the courtyard house, such explosive declarations.

"Sha Zhu, are you prepared to face Zhang Yu?" The thought of Sha Zhu likely being at a disadvantage put Xu Damao in an exceptionally good mood.

As for whether Zhang Yu could really suppress Sha Zhu, Xu Damao was skeptical; however, at the moment, he certainly supported Zhang Yu and hoped she’d give Sha Zhu a good thrashing.

"When is the contest, today?" Xu Damao was thinking how fortunate he was to have rushed back. He would have been devastated to miss such a momentous event in the courtyard house.

"I, I..." Sha Zhu did want to compete with Zhang Yu, but in his mind, it was to be on another day, at least until he was in better physical shape.

But then Xu Damao, the old bastard, had to show up and pull a stunt like this.

"I don’t mind either way," Zhang Yu made it clear she truly didn’t care.

"Sha Zhu, what about you?" Xu Damao was extremely pleased with Zhang Yu; look how agreeable the girl was.

Sha Zhu was embarrassed; he had thought Zhang Yu wouldn’t agree right away and would ask to schedule a time instead.

Now with Xu Damao’s meddling, it had turned into a contest that had to happen today, what was he to do?

Sha Zhu wanted to say that he had done no preparation at all and wasn’t even sure if he could overcome Zhang Yu.

Then he thought if he hadn’t prepared, did Zhang Yu really have an advantage? They were both unprepared, and with that thought, Sha Zhu couldn’t help but become eager, "I think it’s possible."

"Possible, Sha Zhu, you’re really being quite generous this time." Xu Damao rarely praised Sha Zhu but given that it would soon allow him to enjoy the show, why not give Sha Zhu a bit of applause?

"Third Master, you heard it too, right? Zhang Yu and Sha Zhu will have a sparring match in the central yard of the courtyard house tonight."

After announcing the news in the front courtyard, Xu Damao hastily made his way to the central and back courtyards to spread the word even faster.

He was really worried that if he was even a little late, the two might decide not to spar after all.

Xu Damao’s statement caused quite a stir in both the central and back courtyards, "How did Sha Zhu get into a sparring match with Zhang Yu?"

Sha Zhu was known as the Courtyard House War God; indeed, he had fought many people, like Xu Damao, the three young men of the Liu Family, the sons of the Third Master, none were missed.

But he had never fought a girl before, and now Xu Damao was saying Sha Zhu was going to spar with Zhang Yu, how could they not be shocked?

Everyone was confused; just why did Sha Zhu want to spar with Zhang Yu all of a sudden?

Some made quick connections, "Could it have something to do with Zhang Yu’s suggestion that if anyone working in the canteen shakes the spoon while serving, they should be fined, their bonus docked, and also barred from promotion for several years?"

"That’s a pretty serious consequence." In recent years, everyone was looking forward to working in the canteen because hardly anyone could fill their bellies; the chances of a cook going hungry were low.

Plus, if there were leftovers, they could be taken home, saving a considerable amount on expenses.

But now, with Zhang Yu making such a big deal about it, no one in the steel mill canteen dared to shake the spoon. Without shaking, there would be no leftovers to take home, and this definitely wasn’t just about offending Sha Zhu alone.

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood; it must be the canteen workers led by Sha Zhu, who were quite unhappy with Zhang Yu, and were now starting to strike back in retaliation.

Yi Zhonghai was truly delighted to hear that Sha Zhu wanted to have a friendly match with Zhang Yu.

He had great confidence in Sha Zhu and believed that as long as Zhang Yu could be suppressed, many things could be manipulated.

Such as Zhang Hao’s job, and the issue of not allowing the opening of the courtyard door anymore.

As for securing a house for the Jia Family, Yi Zhonghai had already given up; if it hadn’t been for their overzealous actions last time, he estimated Zhang Yu wouldn’t have acted this way.

Yi Zhonghai was considering how he should comfort Zhang Yu after their match, knowing the girl was proud and arrogant by nature. Suddenly facing defeat, she would feel a great psychologial gap.

After Sha Zhu and Zhang Yu confirmed several times that their match that evening wouldn’t change, Sha Zhu went home in high spirits.

He was thinking that he should at least have something to eat before the contest; otherwise, if he was hungry without any food intake, he wouldn’t be able to compete with Zhang Yu.

Upon returning to the central courtyard, he quickly opened the door to find food, not even having time to chat with anyone, which was the same treatment for First Elder, whom he always respected.

Knowing that Sha Zhu was going to face Zhang Yu, Yi Zhonghai had been waiting for Sha Zhu to make a promise in front of him that he would definitely suppress Zhang Yu.

Of course, he would also remind Sha Zhu not to strike Zhang Yu the way he did Xu Damao, after all, she was a girl and different from Xu Damao.

But there he stood in the courtyard, and after Sha Zhu entered the central courtyard, he barely greeted him before going inside his house.

Yi Zhonghai hadn’t expected Sha Zhu to ignore him like this and return home; he felt quite displeased in his heart.

Zhang Yu, oblivious to the commotion in the central courtyard, was very busy preparing dinner, planning to eat a little something and then go out to face Sha Zhu.

Zhang Li hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to be so impulsive as to arrange a contest with Sha Zhu.

In front of outsiders, Zhang Li certainly wouldn’t spoil the mood, but once back in their room, she quickly voiced her doubts.

Indeed, at least Zhang Yu no longer blindly trusted others’ words as she used to.

"Whether I have the confidence to suppress Sha Zhu, I’m not sure,"

"But I do know, if I don’t accept the challenge today, Sha Zhu’s nature is such that he would show off endlessly and keep provoking me."

"Since that’s the case, it’s better to have a match with him today."

"In a narrow path, the brave emerges victorious; I have confidence."

"I will definitely suppress Sha Zhu, and in the future, when he sees us sisters, he’ll only walk along the wall."

"By then, not to mention Bang Geng, even Lady Jia Zhang will have to listen."

She had already made Lady Jia Zhang understand a few days ago what it meant to be filthy-mouthed, and ever since her operation that day, she had never again heard Lady Jia Zhang nagging in her ear.

Perhaps there were still private curses, but that was beyond her concern now, nor was it necessary to compete with someone whose son had died young and whose grandson was an ingrate.

Knowing that her twilight years were not happy, let her continue to complain and lament unfairness in front of Bang Geng.

The one who always grumbled about the world, the unclean by nature, what truths could she teach her grandson?

Let Lady Jia Zhang live her life well; her being alive was the very thing that could cause trouble for Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu.

That was what could lead the Jia Family down an irreversible path, the greatest comfort for the original owner.