Chapter 8: The Homeless Female Supporting Character 8

Regarding the request Jiang Yun made, Zhang Guohua remained silent, just staring at her steadily.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Yun grew angry. "Look at how you've ended up. You're the eldest son of the family, yet you live more miserably than anyone else."

"No, I have to go talk to Xiao Yu. After all, these are her parents; how can she just ignore them?"

Jiang Yun knew that apart from Zhang Yu, who was obedient and capable of getting things done, there was no point in expecting anyone else in the Zhang family to lift a finger.

"What are you going to talk to her about?" Zhang Guohua looked bewildered, not understanding why she would go find her when everything was fine.

"I have to talk to her," Jiang Yun said with a serious expression. "About moving, for instance. She can't just ignore that."

"With so many things, are you expecting me to handle it all?"

"Or are you expecting yourself, or your precious younger brother and sister?" Jiang Yun retorted bluntly.

"You know full well what the situation is like with your parents." Jiang Yun knew that expecting Zhang Guohua to pack things up was out of the question.

Zhang Guohua cowered. "So, we're going now?"

"What else can we do?" Jiang Yun rolled her eyes at him. "Hurry up."

Jiang Yun felt annoyed just thinking about it. "I really don't get it. How can a job transfer be so sudden? Notified yesterday, handover today, and leaving tomorrow."

It wasn't as if Jiang Yun had never changed jobs before; she knew a thing or two about the process. In her view, this whole thing was incredibly unreliable.

Song Zhang Guohua, of course, listened to his wife. "Do you think that girl Zhang Yu knew about this a long time ago?"

"What else?" Jiang Yun rolled her eyes at him. He was such a fool; no wonder he had remained a low-level clerk for so many years.

If she were in Zhang Guohua's position, she would have climbed much higher, but unfortunately, she could only vent her dissatisfaction in her heart.

Zhang Guohua had no idea that Jiang Yun was full of resentment toward him, or perhaps even if he did, he wouldn't care.

Zhang Dagui and his wife were almost ready to rest when they saw the couple arrive late at night, and they were somewhat surprised.

Zhang Yu greeted them and continued packing. If she wasn't mistaken, the couple had come specifically to find her.

Seeing Zhang Yu preparing to go upstairs, Jiang Yun asked, "Xiao Yu, what are you doing?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow, but my things aren't packed yet. I'm going up to pack."

Zhang Yu indicated she was very busy. "I'll help you pack!" Jiang Yun offered enthusiastically, claiming she had rushed over just to help.

Help her pack? My god, Zhang Yu felt truly flattered.

"Sister-in-law, no need. I can manage on my own."

"If you have time, why don't you help Mom and Dad pack their things?" Hmph, Zhang Yu looked toward Pan Juan.

"Mom, don't you worry. Even though I won't be home, with Sister-in-law here, she will definitely help you pack."

"You don't need to be anxious." Zhang Yu took the opportunity to say this loudly, ensuring the neighbors passing by would know that the Zhang family's eldest daughter-in-law was a diligent person.

Knowing Zhang Yu was leaving for work, she had rushed over to help pack, and when the Zhang family moved later, there would be someone to handle the packing.

The best way to deal with people who care about their reputation is through the public opinion of those around them.

Everyone now knew Jiang Yun would help Zhang Dagui and his wife pack; would she dare to shirk her duties later?

If the neighbors whispered a word or two to Zhang Dagui and his wife, let's see what the couple would do then.

Zhang Yu could already guess that when the time came, no matter how unhappy Jiang Yun was, she would end up helping to pack, and she would likely regret it so much her guts would turn green.

Only those who have packed for them know that Zhang Dagui and his wife are like Pixiu—once something enters their house, don't expect them to ever throw it away.

Take this move, for example. Even though they were told they were moving to a new home and that these old, broken things looked like an eyesore, they insisted on keeping them.

When they get the new house and renovate it, no matter how beautiful it looks, and no matter how out of place or unsightly these items are, they will insist on moving them into the new house.

It used to drive the original owner half-mad, and while Zhang Guohua and the others found it unsightly, they never said a word.

After all, they weren't the ones paying for the renovation, they weren't the ones living there, and they certainly weren't the ones doing the cleaning.

Naturally, they wouldn't object. They even advised the original owner not to fuss over such trifles, saying that since the parents were old, they should be humored.

I wonder if they will still feel the same way now that it's their turn to pack and clean the house?

Perhaps they will have plenty of resentment in their hearts, but they won't voice it. Since they aren't willing to speak up, they will just have to work hard.

Jiang Yun hadn't expected Zhang Yu to be so sharp-tongued, forcing her to help Zhang Dagui and his wife pack.

Even though she wanted to curse, she knew that not only were Zhang Dagui and his wife watching, but the neighbors were listening too.

Regardless, she had to maintain her image. "That's for sure. After all, I am the eldest daughter-in-law."

Hmph, she had to let that old couple know that as the one who gave birth to the only grandson of the Zhang family, she couldn't be treated poorly, or it would be disheartening for others to hear.

Whether Zhang Dagui and his wife understood the implication in Jiang Yun's words, Zhang Yu couldn't be sure, but she certainly understood what Jiang Yun was trying to convey.

Since someone loved to talk about being the "eldest daughter-in-law" all the time, she would let her experience exactly what that entailed.

"Right, Sister-in-law, you are the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, so of course we follow your lead."

"You handle all the big and small matters in the family. I believe that with your efforts, Mom and Dad's move and the packing will be completed perfectly."

"Now that I'm working out of town, I can rest easy." Since she insisted on putting on airs, she could put in the effort.

What? Jiang Yun hadn't expected that a habitual remark would be used by Zhang Yu to push her into this corner.

"I really want to handle it alone, but my strength alone..." Jiang Yun wanted to curse, but what could she do?

Could she jump up and say she had to work during the day and pack at night, treating her like a superhero?

But she didn't dare. After all, for years, Zhang Yu had been working, doing chores after work, and staying busy on weekends.

It could be said that the result of this confrontation with Zhang Yu left Jiang Yun very unhappy and full of anger, yet she had no way to vent it.

"Of course, if I have time, I will come back," Zhang Yu said, knowing she shouldn't push Jiang Yun too far, so she gave a promise.

Although she didn't want to come back, moving and packing were such big tasks that she couldn't truly stay away.

But coming back once would be enough. In any case, she would definitely not be the main force packing this time.

Coming back Saturday morning and leaving Sunday afternoon meant she would only be packing for one afternoon and one morning at most.

Not bad, not bad at all. Zhang Yu cheered internally, thinking this was exactly how it should be.