Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 979 - 980: Countryside Orphan Girl 24

Liu Dashan and his group hadn’t seen Jiang Dawei return for a long time, nor had Liu Jia come back. They figured Zhang Yu must have forgiven them.

That thought enraged Liu Dashan and the others, and they started clamoring about injustice, accusing that it was clearly Liu Jia who came up with the idea and orchestrated everything. Why should she be the one allowed to leave now?

Despite their uproar, all Liu Dashan received were a few scoldings, and no answers at all.

Old Master Jiang, infuriated, insisted on seeing Zhang Yu.

With him already making such a fuss, Zhang Yu knew she couldn’t avoid it anymore. Besides, she had also been curious to see how they had been faring these past days.

When she arrived at the place where they were being held, she was startled to see how much older Liu Dashan had become.

The truth was, all the Liu Family members appeared significantly aged. "You were looking for me?"

"Zhang Yu, it was obviously Liu Jia who orchestrated everything. Why is she allowed to leave?"

"If she can be let out, then we should be allowed out too," Liu Dashan insisted, determined that they should no longer be detained.

Liu Qiang and the others also shouted from behind, echoing demands to be released.

"Whether she was the mastermind or not, it doesn’t matter. The Jiang Family paid up—three thousand yuan—and even had Grandma write a letter of forgiveness."

"What? Three thousand?" To the Liu Family, this was astonishing, and their minds immediately jumped to the thought that Zhang Yu must be very wealthy, given that such an amount had been paid.

"That’s right." It wasn’t much of a secret, so Zhang Yu didn’t mind saying. Furthermore, since the Jiang Family had paid so much, they were bound to go around telling anyone who’d listen about their plight.

Upon hearing Zhang Yu had three thousand on hand, not to mention her compensation money and savings, Wang Pandi did some mental math. Altogether, it must amount to at least four thousand yuan.

Surely this money should be handed over to the family for safekeeping. That way, there’d be no worries about money when Liu Yuanchao got married.

But Wang Pandi could only indulge in such a daydream momentarily. She knew the two families were completely at odds now. There was no way they’d see a single coin.

"Little Yu, you’ve already taken so much money, and you now have a job too. Would you consider letting us go?" Liu Dashan began to play the emotional card, emphasizing their various inconveniences and hardships.

"If you’ve done wrong, you must face the consequences properly."

Though Zhang Yu was the one leading the charge, she would also get her share of trouble this time. "So, what exactly are your plans?"

"No money," Liu Dashan replied bluntly. Initially, he thought that if everyone chipped in on the compensation, it would only amount to a few hundred yuan each.

He hadn’t expected the other party to demand a hefty sum of several thousand.

Unsurprised by the response, Zhang Yu didn’t press further. "No money, no solution, then."

What? She was just leaving like that? Liu Dashan panicked. He realized the amount might be a bit much but wondered if he could negotiate it down.

But he hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to simply turn and leave without even considering his plea.

There was no way Liu Dashan would let Zhang Yu really leave. If he missed this chance, who knew when they’d meet again? If the matter remained unresolved, there’d be no way to salvage it later.

"Zhang Yu, I’ll pay! I can pay the compensation!" Liu Dashan’s voice even carried a tinge of sobbing.

Zhang Yu looked at the tear-streaked face of Liu Dashan and sneered inwardly. Just moments ago, he had tried to exert authority as an in-law, "Bring out the compensation, and I’ll go ask Grandma about it."

"Alright, alright!" Liu Dashan could only hope Zhang Yu would bring back some good news.

Meanwhile, Liu Jia followed Old Master Jiang and the others back to the residential area, keeping her head down in silence.

Along the way, a few people noticed the sons and daughters-in-law trailing behind Old Master Jiang. "Old Jiang, your son got released?"

Old Master Jiang hated hearing such remarks. With comments like that, what future could his son possibly have?

"My good-for-nothing in-laws got into trouble again, and to escape guilt, they even dragged their own daughter, my daughter-in-law, into it."

"And while they were at it, they roped in my son, Dawei, too."

"Though it’s taken a bit longer than expected, at least it’s been proven that my son and daughter-in-law had nothing to do with it."

Old Master Jiang was now fully focused on emphasizing that the police station had made everything clear. The matter was resolved.

Jiang Dawei and his wife chimed in with agreement as the family of four returned home together.

Once inside, Jiang Dawei sighed, "Dad, Mom, I’m exhausted. I’m going to rest."

Old Madam Jiang wanted to say yes. After all, with Liu Jia back, she could handle the chores. As for her precious son, of course, he should rest first.

But Old Master Jiang, upon hearing this, grew enraged. "Rest? Rest?"

"You’ve really grown useless. Do you realize you haven’t been going to work these past few days? Everyone has seen you getting dragged off by the police. None of those people have come back yet."

"What do you think everyone will think about that?"

"Today, you’ll come with me to visit a few people and thank them for stepping in and pulling strings."

What? He still had to go thank people? Jiang Dawei couldn’t understand. He had just gotten out; why did it have to be done immediately? Couldn’t it wait?

"This is how you show sincerity," Old Master Jiang insisted. No matter Jiang Dawei’s opinion, the plan wasn’t negotiable—he had to go.

"And another thing: go to the bathhouse and have a good soak. Clean yourself up," Old Master Jiang added after catching a whiff of his son’s odor.

Fine. Bathing came first. Otherwise, instead of showing appreciation, they’d end up disgusting their hosts.

"What are you standing there for?" Old Madam Jiang turned to find Liu Jia standing idly, not lifting a finger. She snapped at her briskly.

Why? Why was it that when Jiang Dawei came out of the police station, he got to take a bath and make social calls, but she couldn’t rest or bathe and still had tasks waiting for her to do?

The days she’d spent locked up had been unbearable. She couldn’t bathe, couldn’t wash her feet, and washing her face was a struggle for access. She felt like her whole body reeked.

"Mom, I’d like to bathe too. I haven’t had a proper wash in all those days inside," Liu Jia muttered softly.

"So what if you haven’t bathed? Isn’t that on you?"

"Dawei is so unlucky to have married a wife like you. Otherwise, he could’ve gotten that promotion this time, but you ruined it for him."

She hadn’t been able to say it before, but now she could speak freely.

What? So Jiang Dawei could have been promoted this time? The revelation stunned Liu Jia. Her mind went blank.

"Mom, are you saying Dawei could’ve been promoted?" Liu Jia now hated herself, wanting nothing more than to smack her own head. How could she have been so foolish?

"Dawei, I swear I didn’t know." Liu Jia had always wanted Jiang Dawei to get promoted. As his wife, that would make her life much easier.

But now, she had destroyed it all. Realizing this, Liu Jia began crying uncontrollably.

Jiang Dawei watched her sobbing so pitifully and let out a helpless sigh. "Enough. What are you crying about?"

At first, Liu Jia thought Jiang Dawei didn’t want her to be upset, which was why he was trying to comfort her. Her heart filled with a little warmth, believing her husband still cared about her.

"Do you think your crying will help me get that promotion?"

"Everything is because of you. It’s all because of you," Jiang Dawei snarled, glaring at Liu Jia venomously.

"I was so close to a promotion this time, and now..." Jiang Dawei couldn’t bear to look at Liu Jia anymore. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm