Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

When Wei Jiang came back, he passed the stove and, unsurprisingly, saw that his parents were eating fish again today. He couldn’t help but swallow.

Feng Xia also noticed, and she cursed inwardly. She originally thought that once the family split up, the old couple would be reluctant to separate, since they were relying on their eldest son to care for them in old age.

No one expected that the in-laws didn’t care at all and directly announced that the house belonged to the two of them. Whoever cared for them could have it, even if it were an outsider.

As for these words, Feng Xia didn’t take them seriously at all. What kind of parents ignore their sons and grandchildren? It was just talk, waiting for them to relent.

Feng Xia wouldn’t even consider relenting, after all, it’s the old couple who are anxious. But the situation made her feel lost, driving the third one out and cutting ties with the second one, it seemed like they should be paving the way for the eldest son.

Feng Xia hoped it was like that, but she knew it wasn’t. If they ever crossed the line, Zhang Yu might give them a week to find a place and then kick them out, just like Wei He’s treatment.

"Mom, did you have a good catch today?" Over these days, Feng Xia understood that eating fish scraps meant catching small fish, signaling a good harvest.

Zhang Yu responded with a hum, estimating the time, she took the fish soup off the stove and then boiled water.

Looking at the four children around her, "Go get the bowls." Zhang Yu wouldn’t let her son and daughter-in-law drink the fish soup, but for her grandchildren, after all, they’re still children and couldn’t be too harsh; Zhang Yu would give them some fish soup and fish, not much, and they had to eat everything in front of her.

Feng Xia watched the four children line up with their bowls for the fish soup; she really wanted to grab a bowl and join in.

Zhang Yu glanced at her, and Feng Xia immediately cowered and turned away.

Watching someone walk away, Zhang Yu coldly snorted, "Alright, you guys eat."

Wei Lili looked at Feng Xia’s back, then at the bowl in her hand, remembering what Feng Xia said.

"I’m giving this to you to eat, not your parents."

"Because you are children, your parents are adults."

"If you can’t bear to eat and want to give it to your parents, then you don’t really lack food, and there won’t be any in the future."

Wanting to give it to adults and be a good person? Fine, then there will be no more in the future.

"Don’t say you can’t eat it now and want to eat it later, there won’t be any then either," Zhang Yu looked at Wei Lili.

Wei Lili noticed Zhang Yu’s gaze and immediately shivered, knowing it was directed at her. Since her grandmother said so, if she didn’t eat, there would be no more in the future.

Forget it, she better eat it herself. Thinking of this, Wei Lili quickly finished the soup and fish.

The other children naturally also finished their fish and fish soup, "Delicious."

"Grandma, the food you make is better than Dad’s cooking," Wei Ming said after gulping down the food, praising how good Zhang Yu’s cooking was.

At these words of praise, Zhang Yu was very happy, "Of course, your grandma’s cooking skills are still decent."

"Your Dad just hasn’t had the chance to practice much, let him cook a few more times, and he’ll make delicious meals too." Zhang Yu admitted her cooking was good, though she wouldn’t let them come back to eat.

"It needs proper practice to improve." Zhang Yu saw Wei He’s figure and told him about something mentioned at school today.

Wei He, smelling the fish soup in the house, was once again amazed at how good his parents’ food was, but he didn’t say anything, knowing that speaking up wouldn’t help.

Just as he was about to leave with the kids, he remembered something, "Li Juan came to see me today and said she’s coming back tomorrow."

Li Juan is coming back from her parents’ house? Zhang Yu wasn’t too surprised; it was quite normal. Given her temperament, even her mom couldn’t tolerate her, not to mention her eldest sister-in-law.

Li Juan thought she could still return as before—where her mom or her sister-in-law handled the house chores.

She knew Li Juan’s relationship with her eldest sister-in-law wasn’t great even before she got married, and she would often sow discord between her mom and her sister-in-law.

With such a sister-in-law, what sister-in-law could be happy? At first, they kept quiet because she was newlywed, and Li Juan would eventually get married, so they put up with it.

Yet Li Juan kept coming back to live at home, doing nothing and being critical. Who could endure that?

In the past, Li Mu could effectively suppress her daughter-in-law, and the latter, despite numerous complaints, could only endure. But now Li Mu was getting older and learned the true nature of her daughter, knowing who would care for her in her old age.

Once affection shifted away from the daughter, Li Juan’s life at her parents’ would be tough.

"Coming back is good; they can live well." Zhang Yu didn’t ask if Li Juan had more to say. Regardless of how things turned out, it was their own matter.

She had already made her stance clear. Wei He was supposed to leave, but unexpectedly, he still hadn’t.

Zhang Yu looked at him suspiciously; it seemed there was more to it, but what was he planning?

Wei He felt embarrassed but had no choice; Li Juan said this was her only condition for returning.

"Li Juan said the place we’re living is too far, it’s inconvenient for her work." Wei He kept fidgeting with his hands.

Zhang Yu replied, "Oh, so you want to move, huh? Fine, the same way you negotiated with the Bao family initially, just end the contract that way."

Haha, it’s far away from her work, sure, Li Juan gets closer, but Wei He ends up farther. For a grown man, it shouldn’t be a problem being far from work, but the key issue is that their two children go to a daycare affiliated with the mechanical factory.

They aren’t early risers, and waking them up every day is a chaotic ordeal. If they moved closer to Li Juan’s work, they must wake up early. Can Wei Ming and his sibling wake up early?

Well, they’re their children, and if their parents haven’t thought it through, why should she?

"We initially signed a one-year lease, which is why Uncle Bao offered a discount, but now thinking about rent..." He initially worried about money, knowing Li Juan would squander it, so he paid a year’s rent upfront.

What? Paid a year’s rent? In terms of signing, discussing rent, paying—Zhang Yu wasn’t involved; it was all settled by Wei He and the other party. Zhang Yu assumed it was one month’s rent pressure and then three months’ rent, half a year at most.

Who would have thought, the rent was paid for a whole year, leaving Zhang Yu speechless.

"So now you’re approaching me, hoping I can find Old Bao to discuss this?" Really, Zhang Yu was about to lose her temper.

"I know it’s unreasonable, but there’s no way around it; I paid over a hundred yuan, then Li Juan found a Tube-shaped Building with a south-facing room." Wei He didn’t inspect the place, but Li Juan said how good the house was and it had heating.

Wei He, hearing about the heating, didn’t think twice and agreed to rent it. As a result, his funds were limited.