Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

"No, there’s no mention of bringing me back, but rather saying they could help me arrange an easy job at that time."

"Like letting me be a teacher at the village primary school," Zhang Hui said softly, considering her family thought of her, not Zhang Yu.

Oh, Zhang Yu said with a nod, "Isn’t that great? Look how good your parents are, even though Zhang Li is dating such an impressive girlfriend, they want you to live better here."

"That’s great, congratulations." Zhang Yu found it very strange that Xue Lei wrote to Zhang Hui about this matter.

The Qiao family is doing well back home, but are they really satisfied with Zhang Li?

Even if they are content with Zhang Li as their son-in-law, would they be willing to spend so much social capital just to help Zhang Hui change jobs and become a teacher?

You should know that this job, although without an official position and the salary isn’t much, is still a job that everyone scrambles for, not just the intellectual youth but also the villagers.

Does the Qiao family really have that power? The more Zhang Yu thought about it, the more she suspected that Xue Lei was just bluffing, but who knows what they’re thinking, "By the way, did your parents mention when they would allow you to be a teacher at the village school?"

Although aware it’s just digging a pit for her, she genuinely enjoyed watching such things unfold.

"Well, my mom said they’ve just started dating, so it can’t be mentioned now, otherwise the girl might be scared off." Zhang Hui spoke of what Xue Lei had written in the letter.

Zhang Yu nodded continuously, "Yes, yes, that’s right, how could they be so rude before she’s even entered the family."

"Preparing jobs for a sister-in-law far away in the Northeast, and then for those staying back home, like another sister-in-law and younger brother, would definitely scare someone away."

Zhang Hui nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that’s what the family meant, for me to wait."

"Besides, they said Zhang Li needs money to date, and his salary is almost spent, leaving not much behind. Now that he’s dating, more money is needed."

Zhang Yu understood immediately, it seems Zhang Gui and his wife are really having financial worries. Since Zhang Li’s dating fund can’t be cut, they can only approach Zhang Hui hoping to cut costs.

"What do you think?" Zhang Yu obviously wouldn’t reveal her own thoughts.

What’s she thinking? Of course, Zhang Hui doesn’t want them to give her less money. She feels they’re just bluffing her with the assurances Zhang Gui made in the letter.

But she’s worried, if indeed she can be a teacher, wouldn’t that increase her income so she wouldn’t have to work in the fields?

"I just feel wronged, why does Zhang Li dating mean the family has to sacrifice me, they clearly promised before they would be good to me, let me do whatever work I wanted when I got to the Northeast, and they’d send money."

"How long has it been, and they, they actually, actually..."

"I don’t mind, I’m used to them pulling such stunts from time to time. Zhang Hui, you should think about what you want to do."

"If you have a choice, let me know."

"If you want to save money and decide not to give me any, that’s fine. But then, you need to learn to cook and do laundry."

"Oh, as for a pot, I’ll contribute the coupon. I’d imagine your family will prepare industrial coupons for you."

"Then I’ll deduct some money for depreciation so you can buy a pot yourself."

"Of course, if it doesn’t work, you can find someone else to share the cost."

"And as for doing laundry and the like, you need to learn that too. Of course, if there’s someone willing to help you with laundry or something, that’s fine. After all, as for me, without money, don’t expect me to take care of anything, that’s impossible."

"You, you..." Zhang Hui had been pondering for the past few days about how to maintain her current lifestyle, not wanting to do chores but hoping Zhang Li can indeed marry an impressive wife. If possible, perhaps she could even bring her back.

"Don’t point fingers at me, remember we signed an agreement before: pay me, I’ll help you work; no pay, I have lots of things to do."

"Alright, Zhang Hui, go back now. And remember to say you’ve had nightmares, scared awake, and so forth."

"Don’t worry, I’ll talk to Zhang Gui and the others myself, so you don’t feel awkward. Conveniently, this weekend is the end of the month."

It’s really a headache, who would have thought after all that tug-of-war a few months ago for the other party to sign the agreement.

She really thought it should be smoothly maintained at least for the first couple of years. But who could have anticipated, shortly after the agreement was signed, all kinds of petty dramas start again, Zhang Yu sighed helplessly.

Zhang Yu took out a letter and wrote everything Zhang Hui just said in it, then handed it to Zhang Hui, "Sign it."

Sign it? Zhang Hui looked up at Zhang Yu, expressing disbelief, "Do I really need to sign this?"

Zhang Yu nodded, "Yes, after all, the agreement we made earlier might not be sustainable, so to avoid making you and everyone in the Zhang Family uncomfortable, I’m just being straightforward and proactive in raising this."

"But to ensure the Zhang Family knows it’s not me unwilling to help you work, letting them badmouth me outside, I have to do some prep work."

"Rest assured, I’m simply summarizing what you just said."

"There are two copies, one to be mailed home, the other for my own records here. Relax, it’s nothing."

"It’s absolutely identical, you can review it, and then sign to verify I’m not lying." Zhang Yu gestured for Zhang Hui to take a good look.

Zhang Hui looked at Zhang Yu, terrified, "You, you, such a trivial matter, you have to tell the family."

Zhang Yu raised an eyebrow, "Of course, it must be told to the family."

"Also, Zhang Hui, I truly need to correct you, this matter is definitely not trivial, I remember our parents saying that anything concerning you isn’t trivial."

"Now it involves your lifestyle in the Northeast, such a major thing, I must inform the family."

"In case, your parents and mine say, to save remittance fees, they directly give the money to you, but they never actually send it by mail, or only partially mail some, and partially cash. My parents would end up thinking the money is given to me, but it turns out I haven’t received it."

"If you simply write in the letter that you’re tired, recently I’ve been doing laundry and cooking, I’ll just end up in a bad spot everywhere."

"Therefore, for safety’s sake, I feel the best way is to notify the family." Zhang Yu urged Zhang Hui to quickly review and then sign.

Looking at the letter in hand, Zhang Hui dared not sign, Xue Lei had repeatedly emphasized this matter must remain confidential, mustn’t let Zhang Fu and the others know to prevent any mishaps, if Zhang Yu really mails this letter back, can it still remain confidential?

"I... I can’t sign, I absolutely won’t sign."