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Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Chapter 1160: 1161: The Sister of the Love-Struck Brother 3

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updatedAt: 2025-09-05

Chapter 1160: Chapter 1161: The Sister of the Love-Struck Brother 3

When Zhang Yu arrived at school, she started working on her problem sets, contemplating how she could make money.

It wasn’t that she didn’t have ideas for making money, like trading stocks or something, but as soon as she thought slightly about it, she gave up on the idea.

Without the internet, how could she trade stocks? As soon as Zhang Dong and his wife found out, they would definitely scold her for not focusing on her studies, and then they would confiscate the stock account, and all the money would end up in their hands.

In the end, all the money would benefit Zhang Hao.

Such foolish things absolutely must not be done. Forget it; since she’s a student, she should focus on her studies.

The goal is to barely pass and get into First High, and then excel in high school.

When she gets into a good university, no matter what Zhang Dong and his wife think, they would still have to put on a show for appearances.

At most, they would use the excuse that the family’s financial condition is average, and suppress her living expenses, but it’s impossible for them not to pay her tuition. If that were to spread out, they’d lose both face and dignity.

After Zhang Hao arrived at school, he charged directly into Zhang Yu’s classroom, “Zhang Yu, what’s wrong with you.”

Zhang Yu looked up at him coldly, “What did I do wrong.”

Zhang Hao had never expected Zhang Yu to look at him with such an expression. He was momentarily stunned but quickly snapped back to reality.

“Why didn’t you help mom make vegetable juice?” Zhang Hao accused Zhang Yu of being unfilial.

“You are the older brother, you are the eldest son, why can’t you do it?” Zhang Yu retorted directly.

“You’re accusing me, why can’t you do it yourself then?” Truly outsourcing filial duty.

Nowhere to be found when working, but jumps to the front when seeking credit; don’t Zhang Dong and his wife know that?

They actually do know, they’re just biased. As a ninth-grader, her studies are heavy; how does she have time for chores?

What? When asked why he doesn’t do it, Zhang Hao didn’t even pause to consider, “Why should I do it? I don’t know how.”

“If you don’t know how, then learn. Mom said you often help them with this and that.”

Before Zhang Hao could explode, “It’s almost time for early self-study, isn’t there an English quiz?”

Oh right, there’s an English quiz during early self-study today, though Zhang Hao wouldn’t do well.

But skipping the test and not scoring well are two different things, “You just wait, this isn’t over.”

After leaving that message, Zhang Hao hurriedly made his exit.

Zhang Yu did not take it to heart at all; once Zhang Hao reached his class, he would certainly start chatting with his lackeys and forget about confronting her.

After a satisfying lunch, Zhang Yu didn’t continue to review; instead, she rested on her desk for a short while.

Studying until late at night, having to get up early to do chores, really made her exhausted.

After evening self-study, when classmates around packed up and went home, Zhang Yu remained seated working on her problems.

Her desk mate was quite surprised to see Zhang Yu not heading home; usually, at the bell, she’d dash off, why not today?

“Zhang Yu, is it that time of the month?” Her desk mate thought perhaps she encountered such a thing and intended to wait until everyone left before she did?

“I have it here…” Her desk mate pulled something out of her bag and handed it to Zhang Yu.

Seeing her desk mate’s gestures, Zhang Yu was amused and said, “It’s not that, I just wanted to work on some problems.”

“My brother won’t leave that soon.” As a poor student, Zhang Hao would rush out as soon as class ended.

But he didn’t head straight home; instead, with classmates, he’d go to the computer room and play for an hour before returning.

As for reasons for returning late, of course, it was staying at school to do schoolwork.

Every time Zhang Hao returned late, Liang Yan would say how serious he was about studying, even instructing Zhang Yu to study diligently.

So, since Liang Yan said that, Zhang Yu decided to follow the advice, learning after Zhang Hao, staying at school to work on problems.

As for dinner at home, that was Liang Yan’s responsibility; as parents, shouldn’t they ensure logistics are handled, instead of waiting for their daughter, who has evening classes, to come home and cook?

After swiftly completing a test paper, Zhang Yu prepared to head home.

Having watched several TV episodes, Liang Yan realized something was amiss. Clearly, Zhang Yu should have been home earlier, yet she hadn’t arrived by this late hour.

This left Liang Yan furious, “Damn girl, why aren’t you home yet.”

“Not home yet, am I supposed to cook?” Liang Yan glanced at the time, only ten more minutes until her precious son came home, yet she hadn’t washed the vegetables or rinsed the rice.

No longer daring to complain, she sped towards the kitchen to start on chores. It had been ages since she last did household work, and she really struggled with it.

“Zhang Dong, Zhang Dong.” Liang Yan rushed to the study where Zhang Dong was absorbed in watching a live Go match, “Our son’s about to be home and dinner isn’t ready.”

Zhang Dong was at a crucial moment in the match, “If our son’s about to be home, why are you wasting time here babbling.”

“Why don’t you quickly get to work.” Zhang Dong understood Liang Yan was asking him to do chores; he was not interested.

Having worked through data all day, his head hurt terribly and already lacked sleep.

“But…” Liang Yan still tried to negotiate.

Zhang Dong bluntly pushed her out of the study, “Enough, go cook, our son’s almost home.”

Seeing that Zhang Dong was immovable in his decision, what could Liang Yan do but head to the kitchen to get busy?

Zhang Yu calculated the time well, arriving home shortly before Zhang Hao.

Upon hearing a sound at the main entrance, Liang Yan peeked out from the kitchen, seeing it was Zhang Yu, “Oh, Missy, you’ve finally come home.”

“Hello mom, hello dad.” Seeing someone’s displeased expression, Zhang Yu knew Liang Yan was in a bad mood today.

When someone was in a bad mood, her mood was excellent, bursting with enthusiasm as she greeted everyone.

“You still know to come home.” Liang Yan’s eyes lit up when she saw Zhang Yu return.

“Mom, didn’t you say I should follow my brother in studying?”

“Enough, I have loads of assignments given by the teacher.” With a busy expression and loads of work to do, Zhang Yu didn’t even change shoes, heading straight to her small room to do homework.

Zhang Yu was in the fast track class; the workload was indeed massive. Previously, she sympathized with her parents over their busy work and chores, and thought she’d help when she could.

Now, she surely wouldn’t do that foolish thing anymore. Wasn’t it Liang Yan and Zhang Hao’s son who kept saying Zhang Yu’s cooking was unappetizing? Great, let them cook for themselves now.

Liang Yan felt relieved seeing Zhang Yu return, thinking she could finally relax, only to find that the girl wanted to go focus on her homework.

“Don’t you usually finish homework at school?” Liang Yan was quite angry, “Why isn’t the homework done since you returned late today?”

“Usually, I do it at noon and during breaks. Yesterday, lacking rest, I took the noon to rest today.”

“Plus, my eyes feel blurry lately; during breaks, I’m more inclined to stare at distant objects.”

Zhang Yu gave a simple explanation; whether Liang Yan believed it was not her concern anymore.

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