Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 956 - 957 Countryside Orphan Girl 1

Zhang Yu returned to the completely white space again and immediately switched the screen.

Since it has to be changed anyway, might as well change it sooner—at least it looks better this way.

Without waiting for the System to appear and calculate the points, Zhang Yu directly exchanged for a comfortable bed to rest for a while.

When the System made its grand entrance and saw that Zhang Yu had already lain down to rest without waiting for him, it was utterly stunned.

The System muttered a few words to himself, but ultimately could only go ahead and calculate the points, then idly wait for Zhang Yu to wake up.

Zhang Yu woke up yawning and was about to do a few stretches before calling the System out.

System: You’re finally awake. You’ve really turned into a seasoned player now. In the past, you used to wait for me to show up, calculate the points, and then quickly move on to the next task.

Zhang Yu yawned again: Yeah, wasn’t it you who said I should relax a bit and not work myself too hard?

The System was momentarily speechless at Zhang Yu’s rebuttal and quickly changed the topic: Your points have been calculated.

Zhang Yu saw that the client’s score was 98 points and expressed his satisfaction: Good, that’s pretty great.

The System had expected Zhang Yu to ask why he didn’t get a perfect score for completing the task flawlessly, but to its surprise, Zhang Yu didn’t ask.

System, curious: Aren’t you going to ask why you didn’t get a perfect score?

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes unceremoniously: If I ask, will you even tell me?

Zhang Yu: I’m not stupid. Didn’t you mention last time that a perfect score is something unattainable, a mere coincidence?

Zhang Yu: Even if the client gives a perfect score, the System will adjust it. Anyway, as long as the score is over 95 points, that’s fine.

System, feeling defensive: We would never manipulate the client’s scoring. We’re a system, not human.

Zhang Yu waved dismissively: I know, you’re a system scoring mechanism. But if the system has set parameters for perfect scores in the first place, it means it’s designed to make achieving a perfect score difficult, doesn’t it?

Zhang Yu, with feigned sincerity: Since you insist I ask, why don’t you go ahead and explain—why did I perform so well and still lose two points?

System: The client thought you could’ve done even better and felt that Wu Hao’s ending was a bit too tragic.

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes again: Was Wu Hao’s ending tragic? At least he had a house to live in and lived to an old age.

Originally, it was expected that Wu Hao wouldn’t live long due to poor health. But guess what? It seems the saying "bad people thrive off harming others" holds true—he ended up living into his 90s.

Zhang Yu: Sure, the twins preceded him in passing, but many people experience their children passing before themselves, don’t they?

Zhang Yu: Anyway, it’s the client’s opinion, so whatever she says goes.

Zhang Yu: No need to ask; asking will only make me angry.

Zhang Yu exchanged for a movie, started watching, and decided to rest a bit more before accepting the next task.

The System, observing Zhang Yu’s behavior, felt that he had become truly peculiar: Why aren’t you in a hurry to accept the next task?

Zhang Yu casually replied while continuing to watch the movie: It just suddenly hit me—what’s the point of earning points so diligently?

Zhang Yu: Didn’t you, the System, say I should emphasize rest and balance work and play?

Zhang Yu: Don’t worry, I’ll accept the next task once I finish watching this good movie.

Seeing Zhang Yu’s serious posture as he watched the movie, the System realized there was no point in saying anything further. It left the task files behind and vanished.

After finishing the movie, Zhang Yu finally reviewed the next client’s requirements.

"How pitiful," he muttered.

"Though honestly, if they weren’t pitiful, the System likely wouldn’t accept their task in the first place."

"Once again, we start with an orphan—but this time, there’s an elder to hold the fort."

"Then, straight up feeding someone the inheritance meal—giving their own family the inheritance meal."

"And, of course, it’s in a four-courtyard housing setup again." Zhang Yu could only sigh resignedly, feeling that he was almost fated to deal with these courtyard-style homes.

If possible, he truly wished to avoid such environments—the living conditions were bad enough, but the sanitation was even worse.

The previous task had been tolerable only because the house was located at the courtyard’s front gate, allowing some semblance of independence.

This time, though, the house was situated in the central courtyard, the largest section, with the communal water faucet installed there.

Meaning, as long as the doors and windows were open, anyone passing by would see straight into the house. Sigh.

Zhang Yu sighed helplessly. But there was no choice—what could he do?

While the house’s location wasn’t ideal, Zhang Yu could endure. What he found most frustrating was the presence of relatives from his father’s side within the same courtyard.

This time, the client’s father was a husband who had joined Zhang Family. With their large brood of siblings back home, he was not favored and had prepared an escape plan early on.

He became a live-in son-in-law for the Zhang Family, resolving his marriage and also securing his job.

As for this husband, he had severed most contact with his own family, fiercely protecting the Zhang Family’s grandmother-grandchild pair. Sadly, good people don’t live long; he was stabbed to death during a factory theft incident.

After that, the vulnerable elder and child were calculated against by the child’s paternal grandmother’s family. Sigh, Zhang Yu sighed softly again.

No matter the circumstances, there will always be bad people around. Life being hard doesn’t stop others from scheming—if anything, they’ll scheme even harder.

Zhang Yu had experience dealing with such people. Don’t be fooled by Liu Qiang and Liu Gang’s brotherly camaraderie—especially when scheming against Li Cui and Zhang Yu as grandmother-grandchild.

If they hadn’t succeeded in their calculations, they’d still be crammed into the broken west side room of the courtyard with the other 11 family members. Could their relationship remain good after that?

Given that they couldn’t target Zhang Yu, for the sake of property, they’d have to target their own siblings.

More importantly, Liu Qiang and Liu Gang’s families weren’t internally harmonious either—it was like a volcano just waiting to erupt. novelbuddy.cσ๓

Haha! Not bad at all. Zhang Yu figured he might witness plenty of drama this time.

After indulging in high-tech experiences again, Zhang Yu prepared to start the task. After all, lingering here would only make it harder to leave.

He opened his eyes and surveyed the skies outside the window. Well, it appeared to be early morning. He quickly confirmed the timeline—it was autumn of 1973.

Perfect, this was after Liu Hong’s death, when the Liu Family, after some maneuvering, had already transferred Liu Hong’s workplace position to the newly graduated Liu Jianshe.

If not for this job, Liu Jianshe would’ve already been sent off as an educated youth to help build the country’s glorious future.

Of course, while the Liu Family had managed to secure the paperwork, they also worried about Li Cui and Zhang Yu finding out and didn’t dare speak a word.

Although some people in the courtyard noticed Liu Jianshe working in the mechanical factory’s security department—and suspected it might be Liu Hong’s position—nobody dared to confront Li Cui. Everyone knew that the Liu Family, relying on their numerous descendants, effectively ruled the courtyard like local tyrants.

When Liu Hong was alive, no matter how vile the Liu Family acted, they couldn’t touch him—his methods were ruthless and his heart cruel. But now, he was gone.

The next morning, Zhang Yu woke up lying on his bed. Ever since Liu Hong’s incident, the grandmother-grandchild pair had collapsed, and his funeral matters had been handled entirely by the factory.

This gave the Liu Family the opportunity to snatch the job position—but did they really think it would be that easy?

Sitting at the window, Zhang Yu lifted one corner of the curtain and watched the Liu Family members leaving in groups for work.