"What's your name?"

"Hongying, I'm Hongying now. What do you want to be called, cousin?"

"I don't know."

Hongying took a few deep breaths and said, "Forget it, I'll give you a name. You can call me whatever I want. Red Flower is not good. Mr. Huang's family already has a name called Flower. So let's call it Hongye. Cousin, remember, your name will be Hongye from now on."

"No, no, I'm older than you, how can I follow you? You should follow me."

Hongying glared at her unhappily and said, "Well, I'll follow your lead. You can call me Hongye and I'll call you Hongying."

Shen Daya pondered over it and felt that this was right. She called out "Hongye" several times in her heart. When she arrived at No. 37 Ruijin Road, she told Huang Wanzhen this nickname when she asked about it.

Huang Wanzhen also smiled and said, "That's really a deal. If you don't know, when you hear the names of your two cousins, you would think they are sisters."

Hongying laughed along, "Thanks to Mr. Huang, I have such a nice name."

The reason why Huang Wanzhen didn't go to Jixiang Hall was because she was going to entertain Dong Yuzhuo's family today. She really didn't expect that after just two or three months of not seeing each other, Dong Ruixin had found a wife. She was the third daughter of the Chenghuang Temple Guozi Li family. The name Guozi Li came from the fact that the Li family had been running a shop selling groceries and fruits.

Dong Yuzhuo, after years of traveling north and south, still knew two people in Shanghai. They were both members of the Xinxing Society, a group that had been cracked down on several times by the government. Although it had disbanded, the brothers still gathered for drinks. One of them, Li Shufa, was a traveling small business owner. He was a relative of Guozi Li and had helped Dong Yuzhuo's family settle down near the City God Temple. He also contacted people to help rent a shop.

Dong Yuzhuo had no other skills except that he loved drinking and making friends. After thinking about it, he asked someone to get some groceries from all over the country and opened a groceries store at No. 27, Sipailou, Chenghuang Temple.

"Wanzhen, who is this? Are there more relatives coming to our house?" Dong Jiang walked over with a smile, wanting to greet Hongying and Hongye.

Huang Wanzhen quickly introduced the servant, but when Dong Jiang heard that the servant was hired by the fifth aunt's family, she immediately lost interest.

"Hongying, you go to work in the store. I'll take care of Hongye. You can stay here and try it out for a while."

Hongying nodded hurriedly, "Okay, Mr. Huang, I'll be leaving first."

As Hongying spoke, she winked at Hongye, indicating that she should stay and watch carefully.

I don’t know if Hongye understood it, but she nodded anyway.

After Hongying left, Huang Wanzhen took Hongye to the kitchen and replaced Huang Dongshi who was busy inside. "Mother, what a coincidence! Hongying's eldest cousin is here today. She is the girl I was talking about to you a few days ago. It's a good opportunity to test her cooking skills. Come with me to entertain my second uncle and his family."

Mrs. Huang put down the pot lid and turned to look at the divorced woman her daughter had mentioned some time ago.

She was said to be in her thirties, but looked like she was forty. Her hair was all white on her temples, which made her look a little pitiful. Although the black skirt she wore was old, it looked simple and neat. She also wore a moon-white vest on the outside, and the color combination was fresh and natural.

Her face had the greenish-yellow color unique to the lower-class laborers, and it seemed that life was not easy in her hometown. She stood there with her head slightly lowered, not daring to look around casually. Her hands were broad and strong, with thick fingers and slightly protruding knuckles. It was obvious that she had a pair of hands that had been working for a long time.

"Well, she looks like someone who can endure hardships. Mrs. Wang is your aunt. She has been working here for a while. If you have any questions, ask her."

As she spoke, Mrs. Huang took off her apron and handed it to Hongye. She turned around and gave Mrs. Wang a few worried instructions before leaving the kitchen with Huang Wanzhen.

Mrs. Wang, who had been silent just now, saw that the main family had left. She grabbed Hongye's hand and said with distressed eyes, "Daya, why are your hair all white and your complexion not good? Don't your father and mother treat you well?"

Hongye swallowed nervously, "Fourth Aunt, let's get to work first. This is my first day here. What if I don't do my job well and get kicked out by the owner?"

Mrs. Wang felt that her niece was right, and she hurried to take care of the work at the stove, thinking that she could talk properly in the evening.

Huang Dongshi came out holding Huang Wanzhen's hand and greeted Dong Lishi with a smile, "Have some snacks. I knew you were coming, so I asked Dahua to roast some yesterday. It's because it's so hot, so it's hard to keep food. Otherwise, auntie would have stewed a big pork elbow for you."

Dong Jiang smiled, "Fifth sister, I owe you. When the New Year comes, we'll come over and you can stew the pork elbow."

Mrs. Huang nodded quickly, "Okay, it's agreed, we'll get together again when the time comes."

"I wasn't here when you got married, so I didn't give you any gifts. Today, Fifth Aunt will make up for it." After saying this, she extended her hand to Huang Wanzhen, who was standing beside her. Huang Wanzhen immediately pulled out a red paper package from her pocket. Huang Dong took it and handed it to Dong Li, "I wish you and Ruixin a happy and harmonious life, and a son soon."

"Look, Fifth Sister is still the one who knows how to talk." Dong Yuzhuo strode over. "The toilet in this western-style building is amazing. The floor is very shiny. Everything inside is made of white porcelain. There's a half-height mirror. Even the faucet is made of brass. Hey! It's really high-end."

Huang Dongshi laughed out loud at her brother's compliment, but she also wanted to make a few derogatory remarks, "Everything is good, except the small yard. I used to think that both the Dong and Huang families had large mansions and courtyards, but here in Shanghai, the land is so small that it's as small as a pigeon. It's very frustrating."

"Fifth aunt said, if this land is as big as a pigeon, then what kind of land are we living on? Even the land they say is as big as an ant." Mrs. Dong Li had a loud voice. When she opened her mouth, even the aunt and nephew in the kitchen could hear her.

Mrs. Wang sighed, "Look at that young wife. She's so lucky! She doesn't even have any brothers at home, yet she married into such a good family. She'll be wearing gold and silver jewelry, eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks in the future. Poor girl, she was divorced by the Liu family."

Hongye paused while washing the cucumber, "Fourth Aunt, don't call me an old girl. I have a name, Hongye. You can call me Hongye from now on."

"Why is it called Hongye? Did your parents give it to you?"

Hongye pursed her lips, and although she was reluctant, she still honestly explained what had happened.

After entertaining the Dong family, Huang Wanzhen began to prepare to return to Beijing. She took advantage of Mrs. Huang Dong's happiness and told her that she wanted to go back to Beijing to continue her studies. At first, Mrs. Huang Dong strongly opposed it and made a big fuss, refusing to let Huang Wanzhen leave no matter what.

No matter how Huang Wanzhen tried to persuade her, Mrs. Huang Dong just wouldn't listen. In desperation, Huang Wanzhen had to leave home and go about her business.

No one knew what they were busy with. Huang Wanzhen only called Chen Hanfeng. The two of them were out for two days. When they returned to the western-style building on Ruijin Road, a row of carriages followed them.