Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Zhang Hui watched Zhang Yu return with a kettle, "Sis, why didn’t you take my kettle when you went to fetch water?"

"I forgot," Zhang Yu replied calmly, "You saw me fetching water over there. Go do it yourself."

What? She didn’t want to go, seeing more and more people gathering at the guardroom. Zhang Hui thought that since Zhang Yu’s kettle already had water, she could just use it directly.

Zhang Yu could guess what Zhang Hui was thinking. With a calm tone, she said, "I don’t know how long it will take us to get to the village. I need the water myself. I can’t give it to you."

"You..." Zhang Hui was sure that Zhang Yu had seen her watching the fun earlier and was now taking revenge.

Too much, really too much. How could she, as an elder sister, be so excessive?

When she returned with the water, she saw Zhang Yu eating buns.

Zhang Yu saw Zhang Hui staring at the bun in her hand, "Don’t worry, I’m eating my own bun. Your buns are still there, and you can eat yours."

Zhang Hui knew Zhang Yu was eating her own bun. "I’m not hungry yet."

Zhang Yu responded with an "oh". If she wasn’t hungry, so be it. Anyway, she quickly finished off the rest of the buns.

At that moment, ox carts slowly arrived. Everyone took a long look, and upon not seeing any tractor, they sighed helplessly.

"Looks like we’ll really have to take the ox cart to the village," Zhang Yu said, taking a sip of water to moisten her throat, waiting for the ox carts that would take them.

Just now, from a local’s description, she learned that six people were going to the Pioneer Team this time — her and her sister, three male locals, and a lead singer girl from the same province.

Haha, she wondered yesterday who might be from her area, and unexpectedly, it was true. Luckily, she had already eaten the last bun that belonged to her earlier. As for the bun in Zhang Hui’s hand, whether she plans to eat it herself or share it, that’s her decision.

Village head Wang Ji drove the ox cart to the commune and saw a group of people at the entrance. He sighed helplessly. From the bottom of his heart, he really disliked these delicate city lads and girls.

The harvest from the fields was just enough to get the villagers by. But then the intellectual youths are arranged to come. Even if they work efficiently, that’s fine. But when they don’t, trouble ensues constantly. Internal problems are frequent, stirring up various conflicts among the young men and women in the village.

If it were possible, Wang Ji would really rather not accept them. But there’s no choice, as the commune director said it’s an order from above. If there’s a problem, go find the county or city leaders.

Wang Ji knew these decisions came from the topmost leaders. Forget city leaders; even provincial leaders are useless.

Wang Ji now only had one thought: don’t expect the new intellectual youths to work, just hope they won’t stir trouble.

Even if they earn the lowest work points, Wang Ji doesn’t mind. Anyway, one thing’s for sure: the village would absolutely not agree to lend them food. How they feed themselves is their business.

Of course, if someone capable who doesn’t cause trouble came along, he’d definitely welcome them. They could help cultivate the surrounding fields.

Indeed, next to the Pioneer Team, there are plots of land bordering the forest that have been left uncultivated. Villagers have wanted to plant soybeans there, but the village hasn’t intervened.

Life has been a bit better these past years, not like those years of hunger. Wang Ji thought to cultivate those lands, which would require manpower.

When he reached the place with the ox cart and saw the six assigned intellectual youths, he felt a sinking feeling. One girl looked delicate, with clothing that showed she came from a good background.

The other two looked okay, but felt like one of the girls might be like the previous active participants in the village, which was troublesome.

But for girls, Wang Ji didn’t expect them to do much work. Work still depended on the boys.

Looking at the boys, Wang Ji’s heart kept sinking; this time it really seemed difficult. They were dressed nicely, not a single garment had a patch, showing good family conditions.

Would these people be any good at work? If not, so be it. If they pay for grain, that’s still acceptable. It could help generate some income for the villagers.

Though everyone was unhappy about having to take the ox cart back to the village, it wasn’t unacceptable as surrounding villages also sent ox carts for pickup.

Everyone put their luggage on the ox cart, preparing to place some padding underneath, ready to take off.

But unexpectedly, Wang Ji stopped them, "You all walk back to the village."

Still no butterfly effect, Zhang Yu felt helpless. But she had mentally prepared for this beforehand, so she wasn’t too disappointed.

Lead singer girl Zhan Min, of course, wasn’t pleased. "Why can’t we ride the ox cart?" Pointing at the other teams’ ox carts picking up people, "Why can they ride the ox carts back?"

The other three boys were initially too timid to speak, but seeing someone bringing it up, they looked expectantly at Wang Ji.

"Someone in the village was building a house yesterday and borrowed the ox cart to haul bricks. It’s tiring. If not for needing to pick you up today, we wouldn’t have made the ox work," Wang Ji knew he had to explain clearly, or it could become a big issue at the commune, leading to further trouble.

Zhan Min, of course, wasn’t happy hearing this. "We’re coming to the village, and it wasn’t announced just today. It should’ve been announced long ago. Why didn’t you anticipate this?"

"Didn’t you know we would need the ox cart?" Zhan Min was displeased, thinking the village head was intentionally intimidating them, warning them.

She wanted the village head to know that even as intellectual youths, even though the village head would manage them later, they didn’t fear.

Zhang Yu knew Zhan Min would be troublesome, but didn’t expect her to be so much so, directly confronting the village head. My goodness.

Zhang Yu quickly searched the original owner’s memory, confirming that such a situation hadn’t occurred earlier. Zhan Min and the others just grumbled, proceeding as usual.

What’s going on? This time it’s still the same people, the same experiences, yet Zhan Min suddenly erupted. What’s happening?

Thought the butterfly effect wouldn’t occur, but who could have predicted that it did show up after all. Sigh.

Zhang Yu didn’t dare look at Wang Ji’s expression. Sigh, even if it’s just Zhan Min causing a scene, Wang Ji might end up seeing them all as troublemakers.

Looking at the others, Guo Bo nodded continuously beside her, clearly siding with Zhan Min. As for Zhang Hui, she too sided with Zhan Min, considering the long walk to the village was arduous.

As for Qian Hao and Zhao Yadong, they stood calmly by, showing no visible emotions.

Well, since it’s already chaotic, they could only wait patiently. Even though Zhan Min currently seems to have the upper hand, Zhang Yu suspected Wang Ji was already plotting how to deal with them later.