Huang Wanzhen had lunch in her room. Outside, there were loud drums and gongs and firecrackers, but it seemed to have nothing to do with her.

After finishing her meal, she continued reading. When she encountered a word she didn't know, she would look it up in the dictionary and write it down on paper. Sometimes she would read it several times, and sometimes she would write it several times.

The excitement will eventually fade away, and what will remain is loneliness forever.

"My son, you are reading again." Mrs. Huang came in personally carrying a bowl of clear soup noodles.

He gently placed it on the table and reached out to touch Huang Wanzhen's long hair. "You haven't seen the eldest young master of the Zheng family, a rare talent. He also went to see your father and grandfather. He is polite and sensible, and everyone praised him."

Huang Wanzhen moved the corners of her mouth and pretended to smile, "As long as you like it."

Huang Dongshi laughed, "I like it, I like it. You will like it too when you see it."

"I'll help you pack your dowry tomorrow."

Huang Wanzhen was slightly surprised, "Has the wedding date been set?"

Huang Dongshi: "It will be soon. Your grandfather has already asked someone to calculate three days. It will be sent to the Zheng Mansion tomorrow."

"The earliest is October, and the latest is early spring next year."

"The one in the middle is the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. I guess this is it."

In the original book, the engagement will not be set until next year, and the wedding will not be until the year after. Why is it getting earlier and earlier?

What about Zheng Yusang's study abroad? If he doesn't do it in advance, won't he have to stay with him for a long time?

So how can she pretend?

Although this body looks gentle and quiet, she has an unruly soul inside.

The original book misled me...

The next night, Huang Wanzhen's mood brightened again when she saw the eighteen betrothal gifts.

Now I don’t have to worry about not having enough money for foot surgery.

"I'm going to give all these betrothal gifts to you as a dowry."

Mrs. Huang, who was smiling just now, suddenly turned her head and looked out the window.

"Well, Wanzhen, you know the situation in the mansion. Mother really doesn't have the money to buy you a larger dowry."

"Those furniture in your room, although old, are all made of top-quality huanghuali wood. If I were to make new furniture for you, I wouldn't be able to afford even jujube wood, let alone huanghuali wood."

"Look, why don't we just ask someone to come back and wax it..."

Huang Dong's voice became softer and softer, and later on her voice was as soft as a mosquito or fly, making it difficult to hear.

Huang Wanzhen didn't ask any more questions and nodded directly, "Yes, I'll listen to you."

"But I have a favor to ask."

Without waiting for Mrs. Huang's response, Huang Wanzhen seamlessly continued, "I want to send these betrothal gifts to Furong Residence for safekeeping."

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts flooded into Huang Dong's mind. She felt that her daughter did not believe her, and then she thought it might be because of Huang Zhengming, and then the old man.

After these thoughts flashed through her mind, she finally nodded and said, "Well, don't tell anyone. If you can avoid letting your father and grandfather know, then don't let them know."

Huang Wanzhen nodded and said, "Okay."

Soon, Huang Wanzhen returned to her daily routine.

However, there may not be many days like this in the future.

"Wanzhen, I found a job at the church primary school in Dexing. I teach a few painting classes to children every week. Although the salary is not high, I have more time and I can continue to look for other work." Shen Junru said with a smile.

After that, she took out a schedule and handed it to Huang Wanzhen, "Look, there are six classes a week."

After Huang Wanzhen looked at it, she found that they were all scheduled in the afternoon.

"Then I can still come to class in the morning."

Shen Junru took back the schedule with a smile, "Okay, then I'll cut your tuition in half."

Huang Wanzhen pointed at the class schedule and said, "There were several days when your classes were at around 3:00 p.m. I had lunch at your house and was still able to study for a while. You'd be at a loss if I cut the class time in half. How about I give you 10 cents less, 40 cents a day?"

Shen Junru: "I'm so embarrassed. I have classes all day..."

Huang Wanzhen shook her head. "The food in your house is pretty good. If you calculate it carefully, I'm definitely not losing out."

Shen Junru's eyes smiled into crescents, "Lunch was paid on the company's account. After all this time, I even earned some money for the family."

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly fell, "Humph! It's a waste not to make money. Who told them not to let me go out to school?"

She didn't say hello to Axiang in advance, and when the get out of class was over, he hadn't come to pick her up yet. Huang Wanzhen copied Shen Junru's class schedule, hailed a rickshaw on the street, and went straight back to Santa Lane.

"Second Miss, why are you here so early today?" Ah Xiang was confused and looked up at the sun for confirmation.

Huang Wanzhen walked up to him with the class schedule.

"From now on, it will be the same time in the morning, and 3:30 p.m. on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays, and 1:30 p.m. on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays."

Ah Xiang was dumbfounded. "How am I supposed to know what time it is?"

Guizi came over with a shoulder pole and said, "Look at the sun. It wasn't clear the first few times, but it will be clear the more times you try."

Huang Wanzhen nodded. "There's no clock at home. Thank you for your hard work."

Ah Xiang still understood some social ways. When he heard the second lady say this, he quickly shook his head to indicate that it was not hard.

After finally getting some free time, Huang Wanzhen went to the study to pack her things. When she returned to Furongju, she found that the betrothal gifts had been delivered, so she locked herself in the west wing.

She went to see it happily, and her eyes lit up when she saw the red envelope containing the betrothal silver.

It’s better to know how to read, otherwise you won’t even be able to steal things.

She looked outside the house and didn't see Xiulan, so she hurried back to the door and bolted it.

Then, he carefully walked around the other boxes and came to the box with the word "Brocade Silver" written on it.

I thought, now that’s good, the eight taels of gold for the foot transplant surgery are settled.

Ideas are rich, but reality is cruel.

She carefully opened the red seal and found a wooden board nailed inside the box...

How to do this?

Huang Wanzhen had no choice but to return to her original state and leave the west wing quietly.

She went back to the house and thought for a while, then found her belongings, picked out a pair of silver earrings, and strolled out to the street.

"Boss, how much do you want for this copper lock?"

Huang Wanzhen found a small stall selling copper locks on the street.

"Twenty coppers a pair."

Huang Wanzhen touched her chin and did the math in her mind.

"Give me two. Do you have a claw hammer?"

Boss: “No.”

Huang Wanzhen pointed at his tools on the ground and said, "Aren't there some here?"

Boss: “That’s for my own use.”

Huang Wanzhen looked around, then looked down at her feet, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Boss, just sell it to me. I'll pay you the original price, and you can buy a new one."

The boss pouted and said, "They're sold right on the street. Why don't you just go buy one yourself?"

Huang Wanzhen: “…”

She also wanted to save her foot for surgery.

"Then I won't buy a lock."

The boss scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. "Okay, I'll give you thirty copper coins for the claw hammer, a total of seventy copper coins. Take the money."