Chapter 7: The Homeless Female Supporting Character 7

Zhang Guohua had been in a foul mood all day. The thought that the house, which had been a sure thing, had just flown away like that really put him in a terrible state of mind.

He was still considering whether to pull rank as the eldest brother and have another talk with Zhang Yu.

As it turned out, he hadn't expected that Zhang Yu would be heading to a subsidiary in another city so soon.

Zhang Guohua held his phone: "Little sister is going out of town so soon?"

On the other end of the line, Zhang Dagui grunted: "That's right, she's leaving by car tomorrow morning."

Beyond notifying Zhang Guohua of this news, Zhang Dagui had another motive: he wanted to gauge the attitude of Zhang Guohua and his wife.

Zhang Dagui: "Eldest, you know how it is. Ever since your little sister learned to cook, your mother hasn't cooked a single meal."

Zhang Dagui: "It didn't matter before, after all, your sister isn't getting married, so we didn't have to worry about having nothing to eat."

Zhang Dagui sighed softly: "But the key problem now is that your sister is going away. Your mother doesn't know how to cook, so eating will become a problem for your mother and me from now on."

Hearing this, Zhang Guohua’s heart skipped a beat. That’s right, how could he have forgotten about this? Pan Juan’s cooking wasn't great, but they had Zhang Yu.

But now that Zhang Yu was leaving, would the picky Zhang Dagui be satisfied with Pan Juan’s cooking?

Actually, never mind Zhang Dagui being satisfied; even Pan Juan herself would likely be unable to be satisfied.

Zhang Guohua was now wondering what Zhang Dagui was really getting at with this call.

Was he hoping that they would come over to cook?

Zhang Guohua looked up at Jiang Yun, who was clearing the dinner table. How to put this? His wife’s cooking was only slightly better than Pan Juan’s, but compared to Zhang Yu’s skills, it was truly lacking.

Jiang Yun noticed Zhang Guohua staring at her and couldn't help but hesitate. "What's wrong?"

Zhang Dagui thought that since he had already laid it out, the sensible Zhang Guohua should have offered to help on his own.

To his surprise, even after saying so much, Zhang Guohua hadn't made a peep, which made the old man very angry.

Zhang Dagui thought for a moment: "Forget it, I’ll call your younger brother."

Hearing this, Zhang Guohua was instantly jolted. He knew that no matter what, he absolutely could not let Zhang Shouhua take this call, or he would definitely agree to it.

Even if he didn't agree, there was still Zhang Hong; Zhang Guohua knew that for that sister of his, as long as there was a benefit, she would be all for it.

Without consulting Jiang Yun, Zhang Guohua said: "Dad, I'm here. I was just thinking, should Jiang Yun go over to your place to cook and then come home to cook, or should our family of three just go over to your place to eat?"

Zhang Dagui didn't care about the details, as long as he got the result they wanted.

Zhang Dagui: "Don't go through all that trouble, cooking back and forth is too much of a hassle. Just have your meals at our place."

Zhang Dagui: "Tomorrow, have your mother go buy groceries, then have Jiang Yun come over to cook right after she gets off work."

Zhang Dagui: "Oh, and since Zhang Yu is leaving for another city soon, there’s no one to help pack up the things in the house. I think we should have Jiang Yun help pack."

Zhang Dagui: "Since Xiao Yu is going away, there’s an empty room at the house. You can just stay there, and it’ll be convenient for you to help pack things up."

Zhang Dagui felt he was truly brilliant; he had come up with the perfect solution.

*Ah?* It was one thing to have them go over to cook, but to have them pack up the house as well? Zhang Guohua really didn't know how to tell Jiang Yun about this.

Zhang Guohua didn't even know how he hung up the phone. He was trying to organize his words when he looked up and found Jiang Yun staring at him.

Zhang Guohua was startled. "Hey, wife, don't scare me like that. You really gave me quite a fright."

Although Jiang Yun didn't know what Zhang Dagui had said on the other end, she knew it couldn't be anything good; otherwise, he wouldn't have that attitude.

Jiang Yun sat down across from Zhang Guohua. "Tell me, what did your dad say on the phone?"

"Don't try to hide it from me. You know I’ll find out easily enough."

Hide it from her? Zhang Guohua smiled. "I wasn't planning on hiding it from you. It’s just... tomorrow..."

He relayed what Zhang Dagui had said, and unsurprisingly, Jiang Yun’s face changed drastically.

Jiang Yun knew that call wouldn't bring good news, but she hadn't expected it to be this much of a trap.

If she could, Jiang Yun really wanted to give him a good beating. "Such a big matter, and you didn't even consult me?"

"Do you have any idea how outrageous you are?"

"It’s not like you don't know your sister’s cooking skills. Do you think mine can compare to hers?"

Jiang Yun knew how picky Zhang Dagui and his wife were. "Your sister’s cooking is already good enough, right? But in your parents' eyes, it still wasn't good enough."

Jiang Yun didn't even dare to imagine how that couple would critique her cooking if she were the one doing it; she couldn't expect a single word of praise from them.

"And they want me to pack up their things? Why don't they think about how much trash they have? Your parents are so reluctant to throw anything away."

"And after I pack it up, how big of a house are they planning to rent?"

"With your sister there, renting a two-bedroom or even a three-bedroom apartment was fine."

"But now that it’s just the two of them, they can't possibly rent a three-bedroom place, right?"

"But with all their stuff, I’m worried that even a two-bedroom apartment won't be enough for them to deal with."

Jiang Yun got angrier the more she thought about it. "And I have to work, I’m quite busy too."

"Do you think it’s like your workplace? Where you have nothing to do, just pick up a book and read until it’s time to go home without a care in the world?"

"We are incredibly busy at work."

"And now, I’m busy at work, and I have to be busy after I get off work too."

Jiang Yun kept muttering; in short, she was not happy about doing any of this.

Zhang Guohua listened to her constant grumbling. "Look, isn't this all for the sake of the house under the old folks' name?"

"If I could avoid it, I wouldn't want to do this either."

"But there’s no other way. I could have refused, but if I didn't, who do you think they would have gone to?"

"You know my dad, don't you?"

"If he didn't get an answer from me, he would have gone to the second brother and the others."

"I can't guarantee what would happen then."

Jiang Yun had more complaints, but hearing Zhang Guohua say this, she immediately fell silent.

She knew this was the truth. If they didn't give a firm answer, it would definitely end up benefiting the second and third brothers.

Jiang Yun grew angrier the more she thought about it. "You know, Xiao Yu is really something, leaving just like that without giving anyone a chance to prepare."

"And your mother, why does she have so much trash?"

"I don't even know when I'll finish packing. By the way, I shouldn't be the only one packing the house, right?"

Jiang Yun felt that since Zhang Shouhua and the others had gotten the house, they should have a share in the work of packing it up too.