Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 81 No-House Female Supporting Character _1

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 No-House Female Supporting Character 81_1

Zhang Yu hung up the receiver, still feeling dizzy.

She really hadn’t expected Chiang Yun to actually bring that up; she and Wang Yun had the same name, which was quite disadvantageous to her.

Chiang Yun just hoped that Zhang Yu would talk to Wang Yun about possibly changing her name, since after all, Wang Yun was a child, and there weren’t many places where her name was registered, so the easiest would be for her to change her name.

After receiving Chiang Yun’s call, Zhang Yu was also bewildered by her request.

Honestly, when she had adopted Wang Yun, she hadn’t thought that far ahead; after all, it wasn’t the same surname as hers, so she didn’t consider so much.

Not to mention that Wang Yun had promised her father she would never change her name, even without that reason, Zhang Yu would not agree.

Although it seemed to be over just a name, Zhang Yu could guarantee that this was a probe by Chiang Yun.

If she agreed this time, who knows what new ideas might emerge immediately? In any case, experience told Zhang Yu that she absolutely must not give in.

Otherwise, that person would definitely try to take an inch and get a mile, and Zhang Yu coughed lightly, "This name was given to Wang Yun by her biological father."

Zhang Yu said, "When I adopted her, we had discussed it, and there was a firm decision not to change the name."

Zhang Yu continued, "One must keep their word. Besides, Chiang Yun, I remember there’s also an elder in your maternal family with some ’Yun’ in their name, right?"

Zhang Yu asked, "Why then did none of your family elders suggest you change your name?"

Zhang Yu thought it through and found it to be a rather good idea, "In that case, it would be best for you to change your name; you wouldn’t clash with that elder, and Xiao Yun wouldn’t need to change hers either."

Zhang Yu really started to think that it was not a bad idea at all, "You should just change yours."

Chiang Yun hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to not only disagree with the change but to also bring up her maternal family elder, who also went by the single name ’Yun’, and suggested that if anyone should change, it should be her.

Of course, Chiang Yun knew she had a relative whose name clashed with hers, but her situation was a bit different: that person was only a distant relative.

A distant relative? Zhang Yu chuckled, "But that’s an elder after all, isn’t it? Besides, I don’t think our relationship is that close."

Zhang Yu expressed, "If we’re calling it a distant relationship, I think that’s quite fitting."

Zhang Yu knew that once she said these words, Chiang Yun would definitely be unhappy and would complain about it to Zhang Dagu and his wife.

It would be nothing new, just complaints about her having no sense of family, about her being too independent.

Zhang Yu truly didn’t care, especially since she wasn’t bothered about Zhang Dagu and his wife’s opinions, and she also believed the old couple understood her point of view.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have said before what they said, about how they were all brothers and sisters and should help each other if possible. But now, it really has been a long time since she last heard Pan Juan and her family say those words.

Despite being well-prepared, hearing such words from Zhang Yu’s mouth still made Chiang Yun gasp.

Chiang Yun said, "Little Yu, do you understand what you’re saying?"

Zhang Yu hummed in acknowledgment, "I know, I’ve always known, and that’s that I really detest being relatives with you, just as you loathe me."

Zhang Yu added, "Alright, I’ve got work to do, no time to waste with you."

Zhang Yu suggested, "If you have time, you might as well keep an eye on Zhang Yi, already of a certain age and yet so hopeless."

Zhang Yu criticized, "All he does is play games, he’s not a child anymore, completely lacking a sense of responsibility. You tell me, what girl would like a guy like that?"

Zhang Yu challenged, "Chiang Yun, you can’t just focus on making demands of the girl and ignore Zhang Yi’s credentials."

Zhang Yu argued, "No house, no car, and his job is just some nondescript office position."

Zhang Yu continued, "His income is pitifully small, and his expenses huge. Any girl with half a brain, would they like Zhang Yi?"

Zhang Yu clucked her tongue a few times, "Forget it, I won’t say any more, he’s not my son, so why am I so agitated."

Zhang Yu: But sister-in-law, you have to work hard, if you don’t, and if Zhang Yi fails to marry a satisfactory wife, it could be a big problem.

Zhang Yu: Okay, I’m hanging up now.

After finishing her words, she promptly hung up the phone and began to work because, after all, making money was the most important thing, and everything else was secondary.

After work, Zhang Yu first went to the entrance of the residential community to buy some vegetables, then went home. By this time, Wang Yun had already arrived at home, quietly studying by herself.

Hearing the noises at the door, Wang Yun quickly ran out, "Mom, you’re back?"

Running to the door to greet Zhang Yu, the latter handed her a light bag.

"Today we’re having stir-fried broccoli, I bought some yams, and they’ll go nicely with the beef soup from yesterday."

"The shrimp today are good. Do you want boiled shrimp or stir-fried shrimp in hot oil?"

Zhang Yu announced today’s menu and asked how Wang Yun preferred the shrimp to be cooked.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Yun replied, "Boiled shrimp."

Having received the answer, Zhang Yu changed her clothes in the living room and put on her house clothes before she got to work.

Wang Yun quietly began to help wash the vegetables on the side, and because she wasn’t tall enough, Zhang Yu had specifically prepared a stool for her.

While cooking, Zhang Yu brought up the purpose of Chiang Yun’s phone call earlier that day.

Wang Yun’s first reaction upon hearing this was, "I’m not changing my name."

"Right, we’re not changing it. Really, if you were Chiang Yun, there’d be no need to change it, not to mention you’re Wang Yun."

"If we meet her at a gathering in the future, don’t even bother with her," Zhang Yu felt that Chiang Yun wouldn’t change her name, so she wanted to mention it to Wang Yun.

Chiang Yun wasn’t someone to give up easily, and Zhang Yu actually had another concern: she was worried that Chiang Yun would use this matter to seek some advantage.

When Wang Yun heard Zhang Yu talking about this, she became truly worried. Although her household registration was already settled, it was still possible to change her name.

Unable to control her tears after hearing that they wouldn’t change her name, she said, "Mom, thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?" Zhang Yu believed it was only natural, "This is what your father left for you, I don’t have the right to change it."

"By the way, Xiao Yun, have you decided which school you want to attend?" Although Wang Yun was adopted from a welfare home in this city, attending kindergarten was not a problem.

But for elementary school, there were some formalities to go through. The most troublesome part was that Zhang Yu’s household registration wasn’t here, nor was her social security.

If she wanted to go to school, either she would have to attend a private school — a thought Zhang Yu had entertained before, as she felt it would be better for education.

When it came to private schools at that time, the first thing everyone thought about was that the tuition fees were indeed very expensive,

but the educational standards were also very stringent.

There were also good public schools, but they required an official household registration, which discouraged Zhang Yu.

Wang Yun knew her household registration was at Zhang Yu’s hometown and that it would be impossible to attend public elementary school in this city. If she wanted to go to school here, she had either to pull strings or go to a private school.

Pulling strings would probably not work due to a lack of connections, but wasn’t private school very expensive?

Wang Yun took a deep breath, "If I attend a public school, would we owe a lot of favors?"

Zhang Yu hummed in affirmation, "Yes, we would owe a lot of favors."

If given a choice, Zhang Yu would prefer private schooling. Though more expensive, so what?

It was better than being beholden to others. However, since education was Wang Yun’s matter, Zhang Yu still hoped to hear more of her daughter’s thoughts.