38: Chapter 38 No House Supporting Female Character 38_1 38: Chapter 38 No House Supporting Female Character 38_1 Wow, Zhang Yu hadn’t expected that even after pushing Zhang Yi forward, Zhang Dagu would co up with such a statent.
It seed that even the so-called eldest grandson was just that, nothing special.
Zhang Yi had not anticipated, even though Chiang Yun said it was for his marriage that she wanted to buy a three-bedroom house, that there wouldn’t be any loosening of the purse strings.
This really made him very unhappy as he didn’t understand why things had gotten to this point.
“I’m done eating, I’m going back to my room.” Zhang Yi showed he was very unhappy, his silence a silent protest against Zhang Dagu.
Zhang Dagu, watching Zhang Yi as he went upstairs, couldn’t help but shake his head.
This grandson had truly been spoiled by Zhang Guohua and his wife.
Zhang Guohua knew Zhang Yi was unhappy, but what could he do?
Zhang Dagu was the father and with his attitude changing, all he could do was endure.
“Mom and Dad, please eat.” Zhang Guohua served food to Zhang Dagu, signaling him to continue.
Zhang Dagu couldn’t ignore Zhang Guohua’s gesture, “You eat too.”
That’s it?
No more excitent to watch?
Zhang Yu shrugged helplessly; it really was too sloppy.
Since there was no more excitent, of course, she was going to leave at once.
“Oh, and give a call when you set the date,” Zhang Yu added.
“You don’t plan on coming back any other ti?” Pan Juan said displeased.
“I’m worried that if I co back again, I’ll stir up so issue.”
“Coming back this ti, I reckon so people already find annoying,” Zhang Yu said, fully aware of herself.
Zhang Dagu snorted coldly, “Since you know, why make a fuss?”
“Dad, I don’t like the sound of that,” Zhang Yu felt the need to explain, “How am I causing a fuss?”
“I always have my reasons.
If I don’t make a fuss, who do you think would end up cooking?”
“Surely everyone would think I’m easy to bully and that it should be .”
“That’s why I have to be fierce at tis.”
“I can’t be bullied all the ti, can I?”
“Everyone should get along well, and I, too, would like to get along well.
No one wants to argue with you every day.”
“Unfortunately, my thoughts don’t seem to matter at all.”
“It’s all about bullying if you can.”
“Alright, it’s getting late, I’m heading to the station now.
Chiang Yun, rest assured, unless it’s moving and cleaning up, I won’t co back.”
“But I do hope that, if possible, you could improve your cooking a bit.”
“It really is quite poor,” Zhang Yu said bluntly, “After so many years as a homaker, this is the level you’re at.”
“Nor have I seen you make any progress in your career.”
“Spend more ti focusing on that, instead of gossiping all day.”
The more Zhang Yu talked, the better her mood seed to get, “Otherwise, when people inquire, if they know this is how Mother Zhang Yi is, who would like it?”
Zhang Yu rembered Chiang Yun once ntioning that there had been a suitable daughter-in-law candidate that the entire family liked, but the girl herself was not satisfied.
The marriage proposal fell through and, though she didn’t know which family’s daughter Chiang Yun had taken a fancy to, the candidate that pleased the Zhang family was certainly not bad.
If a strong-willed daughter-in-law ca along, and if she were even more spoiled, then Chiang Yun would indeed have so good days ahead of her.
Chiang Yun beca a bit paranoid from what Zhang Yu said, wondering if she knew who the potential bride for Zhang Yi was?
But then she thought it wasn’t very likely; for the sake of secrecy and face-saving, even Zhang Dagu and his wife hadn’t been told, so it made no sense for Zhang Yu, who was far away, to know.
Guessing that she was about to give her a hard ti, she reassured, “Don’t worry, I’m a good mother-in-law.”
“Just like how mom treats ,” Chiang Yun intended to flatter Pan Juan with her remark.
But upon hearing this, Pan Juan couldn’t help but shudder.
She began to suspect whether Chiang Yun’s comnt was an act of sarcasm towards her.
Zhang Yu watched Pan Juan’s slightly awkward reaction and couldn’t help but feel amused; it seed that so people just don’t know how to flatter properly and end up missing the mark.
One could say she was praising Pan Juan, or one could also say that she was mocking soone else.
Du Xia also found it amusing.
Pan Juan had been nice to them in the past, but after all, there were others to do the housework, and the old couple had money.
They wouldn’t let the younger ones pay, so of course everything was harmonious.
But now, although they didn’t have to contribute money, the old couple wasn’t so generous anymore.
Instead, they even had to work.
Conflicts would only increase in the future.
Chiang Yun also realized the problem with her words and couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly.
“Mom, look, your daughter-in-law said you’re a good mother-in-law.
You have to keep it up,” Zhang Yu prompted.
Was Pan Juan really a good mother-in-law?
That truly depended on the situation.
She might have been in the past, but as for the future, only heaven knows.
Pan Juan looked at Zhang Yu displeasedly, “Aren’t you leaving?
Why haven’t you left yet?”
“I’m leaving right away, don’t be so anxious, Mom,” Zhang Yu replied casually.
“I’m just going to take a taxi anyway,” Zhang Yu expressed no urgency.
“You’ve got money to take taxis,” Pan Juan comnted.
“Isn’t there a direct bus?” Truly wasteful thought Pan Juan.
Ever since this child had gone away, much had changed.
When it ca to spending money, it was all about being lavish.
Well, it was mostly self-indulgent—quite stingy with others.
However, the gifts brought back this ti were sowhat of an exception: the gift for Zhang Dagu was a bit expensive, while the rest were dismissed with a couple of boxes of pastries.
“The bus is too tiring; it’s just too slow,” Zhang Yu made it clear she didn’t want to wait.
“Now that you’ve got so money, you’re getting cocky,” Pan Juan said, not pleased at all.
“I’ve worked hard to earn money—why not enjoy it?” Zhang Yu retorted.
“What else am I supposed to do?
Save it for others to spend?” Zhang Yu countered further.
At that remark, nobody else dared to speak up.
Although that’s what they all secretly thought, they didn’t dare to voice it aloud.
“That’s why I should definitely enjoy good food and fun,” Zhang Yu said, waving her hand, “Alright, I’m really off now.”
Upon reaching the corner, she quickly hailed a cab.
Settling into the car, Zhang Yu thought about sothing: the trip she had been considering could now be put on the agenda.
This commotion of hers made everyone, from Zhang Dagu to Zhang Yi, unwelcoming towards her return.
It looked like this hocoming had been quite fruitful; Zhang Yu smiled joyfully.
Arriving at the station almost at the last minute, she found her seat just as the train started moving.
Pulling out a book from her bag, she began to read attentively.
As the surroundings quickly livened up with a group of strangers striking up a conversation, she felt no desire to join in.
Spending the journey absorbed in her book, she reached her destination.
Getting off the train, she imdiately took a taxi to a restaurant near her ho and ordered a at dish, a vegetarian dish, and a soup.
It was unclear whether Chiang Yun was truly bad at cooking or just unwilling to work.
Either way, the food she made was really not tasty.
Everyone knew that Chiang Yun was trying to let the Zhang family realize that her culinary skills were lacking and she couldn’t produce delicious als.
The problem was that if her cooking skills were indeed poor, that would be one thing.
However, Chiang Yun had cooked before, and everyone had tasted it.
It might not have been delicious, but it was certainly better than what she made now.
It seed that so people thought they were very clever, not realizing that everyone knew the truth; they just hadn’t exposed it yet.
Especially since Zhang Dagu and his wife were not ignorant of Chiang Yun’s true colours.
It was a classic case of being too clever for one’s own good.
When so insisted on digging their own graves, what could anyone else do?
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