In the 21st century, Huang Wanzhen, due to a car accident, transmigrated into the supporting female character in a novel.
The original host was a woman with bound feet, who, relying on the ma...
Mrs. Huang was silent for a while, then she said, "Hey, silly girl, you didn't say anything. If I had known, I would have saved it for you. I don't have much on hand, just over a hundred yuan, so you can use it first. When I save enough, I'll ask Xiuzhu to transfer the money to your account."
Then he sighed again, "Oh, if I had known I wouldn't have gone to see that damn movie. The ticket cost one dollar."
Huang Wanzhen stood up and sat next to Huang Dongshi, taking her hand and saying, "Okay, it's all spent. Don't go there anymore since you don't like movies anyway. You don't have to be frugal with food, just cut down on other expenses."
Mrs. Huang looked at Huang Wanzhen lovingly and smiled, "I know, don't worry."
The next day, Huang Wanzhen stayed on the third floor all day and drew a portrait of Huang Wanshu according to her memory.
"Mom, this is for you. When you miss my sister in the future, just look at her portrait."
Huang Dongshi took it with a smile and looked at the person in the painting. "Hey?" Although the person in the painting looked very much like her daughter, Huang Dongshi felt uncomfortable. "Isn't she a little ugly?"
Huang Wanzhen leaned over and pretended to be dumb, "Why? Doesn't it look like it?"
Mrs. Huang Dong shook her head, then nodded, "She looks quite similar, but I don't think she's as pretty as your sister."
Huang Wanzhen explained seriously, "Hey, you've been watching Julie too much. Have you even forgotten what my sister really looks like? She's just this ugly. A mother's daughter is always the most beautiful. You usually beautify my sister too much."
"Really?" Mrs. Huang looked at Huang Wanzhen with a confused look on her face.
Huang Wanzhen nodded affirmatively at her, "Yes!"
Mrs. Huang couldn't help but doubt herself. It seemed that she had seen too much of Julie. Her eldest daughter didn't rely on her looks to make a living, so there was no need to compare her with Julie.
Huang Wanzhen stayed in Shanghai, accompanying Huang Dongshi for a few days as a loving mother and a filial daughter. After the fifth day of the New Year, she boarded the train back to Peking, accompanied by Song Wenyin and several bodyguards.
"Why do you suddenly want to go back? Aren't you afraid that your parents will urge you to get married?" Huang Wanzhen was drinking orange soda and reading a book, feeling very comfortable.
"My mom said my grandpa isn't feeling well and asked me to go back and see him," Song Wenyin said, flipping through an English novel. "Although my grandma favors boys over girls, my grandpa is a very kind man. He treats all his children equally and is very kind to other men and women. I'm afraid if I don't go back this time, I won't be able to see him again."
Hearing this, Huang Wanzhen finally took her eyes off the book and said, "It's time to go back and take a look. If you're not happy living at home, come live with me."
Song Wenyin flipped the book in her hand over and over again, and said with an irritated look, "Hey, I met a guy recently, and I think he's pretty good. Do you think I should develop a relationship with him?"
Huang Wanzhen asked, "Who is it?"
Song Wenyin propped up her chin and said, "You've seen it once before. I don't know if you still remember it. We went to Binsha Building together and met three men in the lobby. Two of them were foreigners, and one was an Asian."
"I remember his name was Erwin." Huang Wanzhen took a sip of orange soda, "I forgot his Chinese name."
Song Wenyin nodded and said, "His Chinese name is Chen Baichuan, but he is of Chinese descent and may return to the UK in the future."
"Oh! Do you have concerns about this?"
"Not entirely. I just feel a little scared, but when I think about it, I don't know what I'm afraid of."
Huang Wanzhen crossed her arms, thought for a moment, and said, "You can just let it go. Once your feelings for him outweigh your fear, you might not be so conflicted. If not, then just be like the others before you. No need to say goodbye, you'll just naturally stop contacting each other."
Song Wenyin nodded thoughtfully, "Yeah."
The two of them wandered on the train for three or four days and finally arrived in Peiping. When they got off the train, the Song family's car was already waiting for them. Huang Wanzhen first sent Song Wenyin and her group away, and then rented a car back to the backyard of Pigeon Hutong.
Jixiangtang had not yet opened, and Huang Wanzhen stayed at home comfortably for a few days. On the tenth day when the store opened, she did not plan to go to the store, thinking that there would not be many customers anyway, so she would wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to visit the store.
But things did not go as she wished. On the eleventh day of the first lunar month, Mrs. Tao Dong came to her house with her servants.
"Wanzhen, there's something I can't make up my mind about, so I have to ask you."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and poured Mrs. Tao a cup of tea. "We are the most sincere relatives. Don't hesitate to ask for anything. Just tell me."
Mrs. Tao took a sip from her white porcelain tea bowl before saying, "On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month before the Lunar New Year, your third illegitimate sister came to my house with gifts. They say you shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you, but I really didn't like her, so I didn't keep her things, and I don't plan to have any further contact with her in the future."
Huang Wanzhen was surprised after hearing this, "Huang Wanqiong?"
Mrs. Tao took out a handkerchief and gently touched the edge of her lips. "It's her. Although she changed her name, it's unmistakable. She came here in the name of Fifth Aunt, saying that Fifth Aunt raised her and she wanted to show her filial piety. She asked me where Fifth Aunt lives."
"Oh? Have you told her?" Huang Wanzhen sat down next to Mrs. Tao with a solemn expression on her face.
Mrs. Tao shook her head. "How could I possibly tell her? I'm not my mother or my fifth aunt. I don't dare to break up with others for the sake of face. She kept calling me cousin, which made me feel sick. I immediately humiliated her."
Huang Wanzhen looked at Mrs. Tao with amusement, "How did my cousin embarrass her?"
Mrs. Tao imitated her behavior and spit out a sharp "Pah." "Who the hell is she? She comes to me with such a pretentious look, thinking that she can defeat me just by learning a few tricks from her lowly concubine? She's so arrogant. I'll call the servants and kick her out. No matter how good she is at acting, I won't give her any room to show her skills."
"Pa-pa-pa!" Huang Wanzhen clapped her hands twice. "Good! As expected of my cousin, you have a sharp eye."
Mrs. Tao covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed a few times. Then she looked at Huang Wanzhen seriously and said, "It's good that you agree with my approach. I'm afraid you'll learn from Fifth Aunt's behavior and be hypocritical and flattering to her for fear of losing face. That would be playing into her trap."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and said, "I'm so busy, I don't have time to play coy with her. If she comes, I'll have her kicked out."
At this point, Mrs. Tao glanced around, sent the maidservant beside her to guard outside the door, and took Huang Wanzhen's hand, frowning and said, "That concubine's daughter is very capable. I asked someone to investigate later and found out that she is now married to the Zheng family in Dongjiao Lane." As Mrs. Tao spoke, she glanced at Huang Wanzhen's expression. Seeing that there was no strange expression on her face, she continued, "It's your former in-laws' family. What do you think of this?!"