The old couple simply felt that Zhang Yu, just because there was no share of the house for her, would act this way.
They never thought they had been unfair in any way, which might make Zhang Yu feel disheartened. Instead, they believed their arrangement was right.
Pan Juan kept nodding, "Yes, that's exactly it."
"But it doesn't matter, even though the second daughter doesn't care about us, we still have the eldest and his family."
"They wouldn't neglect us." Pan Juan still had faith in Zhang Guohua and his family.
"Of course, they must. If they don't care for us, would we still give them the house?" Zhang Dagu huffed angrily.
"Right, you're helping make dinner when the eldest's family comes over today; lend a hand."
"Don't be someone who can't do anything."
"Really, not even able to cook a meal."
"Otherwise, if we go out to eat every day for lunch, it's also quite a bit of money."
Even spending sixty a day adds up to one thousand eight hundred a month, and along with other expenses, one person's paycheck might barely cover it.
"How about letting the eldest and his family live with us, now that Little Yu is moving out? That way, the eldest's wife can make breakfast and prepare our lunch?"
Pan Juan cautiously brought up the idea she'd had before. Zhang Dagu thought about it and saw no issue, "I have no problem with it, do as you see fit."
Of course, Pan Juan had no objections, after all, even though three more people would be in the house, there would be someone to do the chores.
She had already decided that once Zhang Guohua and his family moved in, they could take over the household chores, letting Chiang Yun handle them.
After all, Chiang Yun did chores at her own home as well, so it would be the same here, "Xiao Yi is also getting older, and his wedding in the future will need money."
"We'll need quite a bit to fix up the house when we get it."
"The eldest couple only make so much money, which is definitely not enough."
"If they live with us, they can save up their salary."
"So when Xiao Yi grows up and gets married, there won't be any tears about not having money."
The more Pan Juan thought about it, the more she felt this arrangement was for the best, and Zhang Dagu certainly had no problem with it.
"Alright, you handle it, no need to ask me." Zhang Dagu's demands were few: eat well, drink well, live well, without bothersome things to worry about.
Chiang Yun, who was busy at work, had no idea that the previous idea of moving into the Zhang household, which she hadn't addressed last time, was about to be brought up again today after she returned home.
Sitting at her desk, she was all kinds of worried. How on earth would she handle dinner today?
Her cooking skills were passable, but they couldn't compare to Zhang Yu's.
Her cooking could nearly match a small restaurant's chef, and even then, Zhang Dagu and his wife were picky. Now with her cooking, Chiang Yun didn't know what to do.
With a helpless sigh and growing irritation, she really didn't understand why Zhang Yu had to go work out of town all of a sudden.
It left her in all kinds of chaos, and then there was cleaning up the house afterward. She had it all figured out, assuming Zhang Yu would come back, but if she returned on Saturday and left on Sunday, how much could she really do?
And she couldn't even complain, given that the house had nothing to do with her, and she worked out of town. She was utterly indifferent about the money of Zhang Dagu and his wife, so she didn't need to show any so-called performance.
Chiang Yun sighed helplessly. Zhang Yu simply waved goodbye and left, not caring about all the family messes, but she couldn't help but look forward to it.
Colleagues heard Chiang Yun's sighs and wondered what was wrong with her, whether she had encountered some annoying matters.
As long-standing colleagues, they all knew each other well, so they just made light of it with a chuckle and glossed over the matter.
She knew that no matter what, with all the grievances and problems, who else could she count on if not herself to bear the burden?
Count on Zhang Guohua or Zhang Yi? Chiang Yun knew she couldn't. They all acted like privileged young masters, and besides, Pan Juan would probably be full of derision if she saw her getting Zhang Guohua and his son to do any work.
Chiang Yun sat at her desk, recalling how Zhang Yi had called Little Yu the day before, only to be either hung up on or ridiculed, telling him if he was really filial, why not do the work himself.
Chiang Yun knew that because Little Yu was not married and had no children, she had long since decided to leave the responsibility of elderly care to Xiao Yi.
Little Yu used to treat Xiao Yi so well, often buying him things to eat, drink, and use, but now it had been a long time since she bought anything for Xiao Yi.
As for giving money, that too had stopped a while ago. At first, Chiang Yun didn't mind it since Little Yu had stopped buying things for Zhang Xin and the others as well.
But now that she thought about it, therein lay the problem.
If Little Yu hadn't already had it in mind, why would she stop buying things for Xiao Yi and the others? Everyone knew Little Yu was always eager to please the three children.
And now... Chiang Yun was slightly panicked, but then she thought, what was there to panic about?
With Little Yu's offbeat appearance, which man would like her?
When she was young, not a single boy pursued her. Now that she was almost forty, how could she expect anyone to chase after her?
Even if there were a man interested in her, it would be with the hope of marrying her to become a caretaker.
Not to mention that Zhang Dagu and his wife would never agree, neither would Little Yu herself.
After all, if she had been willing to become a stepmother for someone, she would have married long ago, wouldn't she?
To Chiang Yun, as long as Little Yu didn't marry, everything was fine. She was still part of the Zhang Family, and she would rely on them for elderly care and her final days.
Among the three children, the one with the greatest chance was obviously Xiao Yi, as he was the one to carry on the family lineage. Zhang Xin was smart, and had good academic performance.
But no matter how smart she was, she was destined to marry out.
As for Zhang Hong's son, Liu Jian, that was even less worth mentioning. Just the surname "Liu" was enough to entirely rule him out of the picture.
She believed that as long as Zhang Dagu and his wife were there, they would definitely support Xiao Yi, and Little Yu, obedient as she was, would follow their lead.
So Little Yu being assigned to work outside the area was actually a good thing.
If she was sent out, she could make more money. Not buying things for Xiao Yi and the others was good, because later on that meant she could leave even more money for Xiao Yi, right?
And when the time came for Xiao Yi to marry, as Little Yu being the aunt, could she not contribute financially?
Although she didn't know exactly how much money Little Yu had, there had to be at least two hundred thousand there, and when Xiao Yi needed to marry, Little Yu could provide the dowry.
As for the money for the house renovation, leave that to the old couple to contribute.
The furniture and appliances were to be arranged by the bride's side, and for the banquet, Chiang Yun had already made a plan. They would pay for that, not expecting others to chip in.
After having perfectly arranged the financing necessary for Xiao Yi's wedding, Chiang Yun was quite pleased with herself.
Even if she had to face the critical scrutiny of Zhang Dagu and his wife, Chiang Yun's mood was flying high.