Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 799 - 800: 60s Siheyuan 48_1

Chapter 799: Chapter 800: 60s Siheyuan 48_1

Having been busy all day at the unit, Yi Zhonghai heard the electric bell and tidied up his things, following the crowd towards the factory gate.

Along the way, he greeted each of his colleagues with whom he had a good relationship.

Suddenly, someone grabbed him, "Old Yi, did you hear?"

Yi Zhonghai listened to this unexpected question, "What should I know?" Could something have happened today?

"Someone has taken over Zhang Hao’s job at your compound," the other person pondered as they considered a fellow resident of the compound, wondering if Yi had caught any rumors.

What? Yi Zhonghai was so surprised, "Who got it?" He had been silently watching as the situation unfolded.

He had been waiting for Zhang Yu to suffer a setback, a girl who knew nothing but still dreamt of soaring to the sky, indulging her fantasy.

Now, here was this bombshell of news; how could he not be shocked? Truly, he was stunned.

"I don’t know, it wasn’t someone from the steel rolling mill," nobody knew the specifics, "It was through connections with Director Wang from the street office."

Connections with Director Wang from the street office? Yi Zhonghai was aware that Zhang Yu had a good relationship with Director Wang, but he hadn’t expected him to get involved in this matter.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai deep in thought, the other person asked, "Didn’t Zhang Yu tell you?"

Yi Zhonghai’s mood immediately soured. He refused to believe that these people weren’t aware of the recent events in the courtyard, "Children grow up."

Zhang Yu pedaled home, and everyone who recognized her pointed fingers and whispered, occasionally uttering the word "job."

It seemed the topic of work was the hot gossip; it was set to be a sleepless night indeed. Zhang Yu happily cycled home.

Yi Zhonghai’s mood was very gloomy. After chatting briefly with a few people, he headed home. In his conflict with Zhang Yu, his defeat was exceptionally bitter.

Sha Zhu, like a wall that has collapsed and everyone rushes to push over, now dared not even shake a spoon, for fear of being reported. Even Director Yang did not dare to stand up for him.

The once satisfactory retirement match, Jia Dongxu, was now still locked up. The old lady didn’t dare to seek connections for him.

Yi Zhonghai knew why the old lady was reluctant to ask around; she was afraid of provoking Zhang Yu to the point that she might just go and file a direct complaint.

He was well aware of the issues with the old lady’s identity; otherwise, he wouldn’t have always praised the old lady’s contributions, making everyone believe she was a worthy old welfare recipient.

Unfortunately, now there was no way to deceive Zhang Yu anymore; he either had to ignore her or coax her.

The mere thought of having to cajole a young girl like her put Yi Zhonghai in an even worse mood, and he made a decision—to outright ignore her.

As Yi Zhonghai made his choice, he also arrived at the courtyard and saw the Zhang sisters cleaning up their belongings.

Zhang Yu certainly saw Yi Zhonghai but chose to ignore him. Zhang Li initially wanted to call out to him but, remembering what he had done to her family, decided against it and continued cleaning up.

Yan Fugui had been watching the sisters’ activities closely, wanting to ask but not daring to. When he saw Yi Zhonghai return, he grabbed him immediately, "Do you know?"

"Zhang Hao’s job has been sold," he said and then proceeded to walk into the courtyard.

Yan Fugui was somewhat prepared, but upon hearing this definite news, he gasped.

Someone had actually spent that money, but considering Zhang Hao’s job was a driver, it seemed rather ordinary.

Some families have plenty of jobs to distribute, while his own eldest son was still a temporary worker. Truly, comparing people could be infuriating.

Sha Zhu, of course, had also heard about this. When he saw Zhang Yu and the others packing up, his expression was very unpleasant.

With a fierce glance, she headed towards the interior of the courtyard.

Qin Huairu knew that now Sha Zhu couldn’t bring back any leftovers, but she still held out hope. Jia Dongxu was locked up now, and whether he could keep his job was in question.

If Jia Dongxu’s job was gone, how would they manage the livelihood of their entire family?

Qin Huairu dared not think about it. Before she was married, she had many suitors. It was only because she dreamt of marrying into the city, becoming a city dweller, living off the royal grain, that she chose Jia Dongxu.

But who could have imagined that life in the Jia family would be no better than back at her parents’ home? There was endless housework every day and what they ate was the worst.

If there was no income at home, Qin Huairu didn’t even dare to ponder their future. More importantly, at that time, they would be driven out of the courtyard house.

After all, the house didn’t belong to the Jia family; it was rented from the steel rolling mill.

Qin Huairu’s face was full of worries as she washed clothes, occasionally looking up towards the entrance of the central courtyard.

When she saw Sha Zhu’s figure, she was so excited, but then, seeing his empty hands, "Today, there is no lunch box."

"No, we can’t scrape up leftovers now, all the food has been sold." Even if there were leftovers, they couldn’t be brought home. Being seen doing so would mean skimming off the workers’ supplies.

Disappointed again, Qin Huairu was already in a bad mood, and now, hearing such terrible news, she couldn’t hold back.

Tears streamed down her face non-stop, which agitated Sha Zhu to no end. He rushed over to wipe her tears, "Sister Qin, please don’t cry."

"Seeing you cry makes me feel terrible." If it were possible, he would really like to resolve all these troubles.

Lady Jia Zhang, who was in the house, might not have been looking, but she was always keeping an eye on the outside.

Seeing Sha Zhu actually holding Qin Huairu, she flew into a rage, charging out of the house, giving Sha Zhu a harsh shove.

"Sha Zhu, what are you doing, seducing my daughter-in-law?"

Without politeness, after slamming Sha Zhu, Lady Jia Zhang began to ferociously scold Qin Huairu, "I knew you were a sly temptress."

"I should never have agreed to let my son marry you. There were plenty of decent girls in the Capital City, yet he had to marry you, a girl from the countryside."

"Otherwise, why would Xiao Dang’s registered permanent residence be in the countryside? It’s all because you’re a country girl."

"Having married into Old Jia’s family, you actually don’t work hard, spending all day flirting with this one and that one."

"I’m telling you, Qin Huairu, don’t think that just because Dongxu is locked away, you can do something to betray him."

"I’m telling you, the Jia family doesn’t harbor daughters-in-law who cause scandals. Either you behave yourself, or you might as well be dead."

Then, Lady Jia Zhang continued with the most venomous words to admonish Qin Huairu, who was so frightened that she kept insisting, "Mom, I haven’t done anything with Sha Zhu."

"Mom, I would never do anything to betray Dongxu." Even though Sha Zhu often brought over food, Qin Huairu didn’t really like Sha Zhu.

He might look older, and that could be excused; what couldn’t be ignored was his lack of personal hygiene. Getting close to him, one could smell an indescribable odor that was utterly nauseating.

No matter what, Jia Dongxu was a second-grade fitter, and once his technical grade advanced, his income would be higher. More importantly, Jia Dongxu was better looking than Sha Zhu.

Why would Qin Huairu choose him? She had to hold onto Sha Zhu for now, needing to keep him stable.

"Mom, I was just upset that Sha Zhu didn’t bring the lunch box today." This was also a way of signaling to Lady Jia Zhang that they were in need of help.