Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Zhang Yu returned to the dormitory with a pale face, recalling what Zhang Hui had just said. The plan and the scheme against the original host in the past life followed the same pattern, perhaps not as detailed, but the prototype was clear.

It seemed the client wasn’t fully informed; the one scheming against her and taking action was Zhang Hui, who sat back and enjoyed the benefits.

In the past life, Zhang Tao took responsibility to gain benefits from Zhang Hui, but he was just taking on a title.

"This idea definitely didn’t just come about today." Zhang Yu thought of what Zhang Hui said to Zhang Tao and considered how Zhang Hui wasn’t happy to see Zhang Yu treating Zhang Tao impolitely, leading to her sudden ideas.

Considering this prototype, even the candidates and how to manipulate them, how to deceive the other party, it was all planned. Was this really a sudden idea?

It was truly deceitful. As for what Zhang Tao was thinking, maybe he was provoked by Zhang Yu’s words and wanted revenge or perhaps he wanted to appease Zhang Hui. In any case, he was falling into the trap as well.

Since this guy wants to plot against her, she definitely needs to return the favor. Certainly not intending to finish things off completely; the things they didn’t do in this life, it would be a bit cheap for her to take revenge.

Who could have expected that after all this time, they would return to the original path? What does this signify? It shows that no matter how many times bad people experience something, they will continue to scheme.

Zhang Tao and Zhang Hui, unaware that their scheme had been discovered by Zhang Yu, returned to their room still continuing to refine their plan.

As for the interfering Zhang Juan, she was easy to send away, directly telling her to go buy things from the people in the village.

Hearing that she could have extra food at night, Zhang Juan felt great and took the money to the village for shopping.

At this time, Zhang Yu was also busy in the room cooking. Since the grades came out, Zhao Yadong and Qian Hao spent even more time out.

She still knew a bit about what they were doing outside, most likely earning money. After all, in Capital City, continuing to make money in this way would be quite challenging.

Zhang Yu could only quietly handle logistics, ensuring everyone ate well and stayed strong.

Of course, she also didn’t forget to stock the space with dumplings and buns, where hot dumplings would still be warm when taken out to eat.

As Zhang Yu started cooking, the aroma was soon noticeable next door, where Zhang Tao and Zhang Hui were discussing things.

Zhang Tao sniffed the scent of the food in the air, "Why do I feel like Zhang Yu’s cooking skills have improved again?"

Over the years, Zhang Tao often thought about Zhang Yu, especially when the food at home wasn’t good; he truly missed this girl.

"Since Zhang Juan came, I’ve never eaten Zhang Yu’s cooking again." Zhang Hui said with a face full of resentment.

Zhang Tao patted his constantly protesting stomach, "By the way, how is Zhang Juan’s cooking?"

"Year after year, without any surprises, without any progress, and occasionally, when she’s in a bad mood, the food even gets burnt." Zhang Hui thought about it with frustration; she really is a genius, her cooking never improves.

Sigh, "Predictably like my mom." Zhang Tao also sighed helplessly, "Ever since Zhang Yu left, the cooking at home..."

Zhang Tao really didn’t know how to describe it, "It just gets cooked, as for the taste, let’s just say it’s enough to fill the stomach."

"What? Zhang Tao’s words shocked Zhang Hui, "Aunt’s and my mom’s cooking are surprisingly bad?"

It shouldn’t be. In Zhang Hui’s mind, Zhang Yu’s culinary skills were guided by them, and the meals they cooked should taste even better.

Zhang Tao didn’t bother explaining Zhang Hui’s doubts, "You’ll know after you go back and taste their cooking." After all, they are elders, needing some face.

Zhang Hui understood, the food at home must be quite average, "Then, then, how’s the cooking of sister-in-law and the others?" If Aunt’s cooking isn’t good, then let’s see others’ cooking.

Zhang Tao’s expression became even more awkward, "Their cooking skills are even worse than mom’s."

What? Zhang Hui’s vision darkened, she originally thought once she returned to the city, the food should be better, but who expected that the family’s cooking skills were poor.

Zhang Tao sniffed the aroma in the air with great anticipation and looked at Zhang Hui, "Xiao Hui, do you think that since I just arrived in Northeast, that girl would invite us over for dinner?"

Zhang Hui knew what Zhang Tao was expecting, honestly, she was hoping too. If Zhang Tao could be invited over for dinner, there’s no reason she wouldn’t be called.

But she knew better, sometimes dreams shouldn’t be pursued, "Brother, you just enjoy Zhang Juan’s cooking."

"What?" Zhang Tao’s face fell, "I just arrived in Northeast, shouldn’t she host a welcoming dinner for me?"

Zhang Yu was next door, she naturally heard Zhang Tao raising his voice, and she snorted coldly as if she hadn’t heard it.

Some things don’t need to be argued about; simply ignoring them is disgusting enough for them.

Qian Hao and Zhao Yadong returned from the snowy outside, standing at the door, and started discussing what to eat today.

"Braised pork, I like this," Zhao Yadong saw the red meat and felt his mouth watering, "By the way, did your brother come?"

Zhang Yu muttered a sound, unsurprised that Zhao Yadong knew, "He just arrived today, followed by a bunch of dissatisfaction, but we don’t care."

Zhang Yu briefly mentioned the things that happened after Zhang Tao arrived, while eating as she talked. No matter what happened, it shouldn’t interrupt eating.

Zhao Yadong listened and asked, "Is your brother truly your biological brother?"

Zhang Yu nodded, "In theory, yes, but they treat Zhang Hui better. It doesn’t matter; whom they like is their business."

"Similarly, whom I like and whom I treat well are my own matters since no one can be liked by everyone."

"After all, we’re not money, not everyone likes money, even people don’t entirely like money."

The three of them ate while discussing when they would report to Capital City.

Zhang Yu suddenly remembered something, "Qian Hao, aren’t you going back?"

Zhao Yadong and she were not going back for simple reasons; their family wouldn’t bless their university admissions, and aside from speaking sarcastically, they only plotted, naturally ruling out going back.

But Qian Hao was different, his family treated him quite well, the only one among the three who received packages and money from family.

"My dad transferred to Capital City for work, and my mom’s work also transferred to Capital City. Lately, they’ve been busy packing furniture and luggage. They told me not to go back and cause trouble." Really angry, truly infuriated.

"They actually said going back would just be causing trouble." Qian Hao thought about what was written in the letter from home and felt quite upset.

"Is it because they think you can’t do housework? That going back wouldn’t help, but become a disturbance." Zhao Yadong said casually, "After all, you weren’t really good at housework before."

"Didn’t you tell uncle and them that you’re not the same as before?" Although Qian Hao was still clumsy, he is clever, just being able to do some chores is enough.

"I told them, but they don’t believe it." Qian Hao said helplessly, "Forget it, once we receive the acceptance letters, let’s go to Capital City together."