"You seem to have a good appetite today. It seems that you are in much better health." Huang Shuhuai put down his chopsticks and said in a gentle voice.

Huang Wanzhen, who had unknowingly eaten a pancake with pork elbow, a steamed bun and a bowl of millet porridge, immediately put down her chopsticks.

"Well..., eating with grandpa, the granddaughter is in a good mood, and when she is in a good mood, her appetite will naturally be good."

Huang Shuhuai: "Oh? Then you'd better not stay here to eat too much, or you'll get fat and unmarryable!"

Huang Wanzhen wasn't afraid of him and replied with a smile, "We should come more often. Being able to eat is a blessing. Don't the elders like plump children?"

Huang Shuhuai took the fan handed to him by Manager Huang and pointed at her, saying, "You're already fifteen, and you still call yourself a child? Aren't you ashamed?"

Huang Wanzhen was not afraid. Instead, she looked into Huang Shuhuai's eyes and said, "In front of a grandfather, no matter how old a granddaughter is, she is still a child."

Huang Shuhuai perked up, tapping his hands with his fan and saying, "Hey? Why are you so talkative today?"

Huang Wanzhen said respectfully, "Isn't it more than just spending a meal with Grandpa? It must have made some progress."

Huang Shuhuai laughed out loud, "Good, good, it's good to see improvement."

When Huang Zhong saw Huang Shuhuai's smile, he couldn't help but give Huang Wanzhen a grateful smile. It was really old man, and he hadn't smiled like this for a long time.

"Tell me! What do you want to ask me for?" Huang Shuhuai put down his fan, picked up the tea that had just been served, and rinsed his mouth.

Huang Wanzhen stood up with a smile and bowed to him, "Grandfather has a sharp eye. You can see it right away?"

Huang Shuhuai picked up the fan and opened it with a "swish".

"Little girl like you, even if you practice for another thirty years, you won't be able to escape my sight."

Huang Wanzhen: "Grandfather is wise."

"My mother is old, and I feel bad for her taking care of the housework alone. I want to help her with some of the burden."

Huang Dongshi was a woman who came from feudal ethics and followed the precept of "obeying the husband after marriage". Even though Huang Zhengming squandered the family savings, she dared not say anything and could only shed tears silently behind his back.

Huang Shuhuai: "In the blink of an eye, you sisters have grown up and reached the age of marriage. It's time to learn how to manage household chores."

"Alas! Your grandmother passed away early, and I'm not in good health. I'm short of energy and vitality, so I've forgotten all these trivial matters."

"Since we bring this up today, let's pass this on."

"You three sisters, follow your mother and learn how to manage the household."

Huang Wanzhen suppressed her excitement and slowly bowed to Huang Shuhuai, "Thank you, Grandfather."

Huang Shuhuai waved his hand indifferently and asked her to sit down again.

"Huang Zhong, remember to tell Madam that the three young ladies must be treated equally."

He only had three grandchildren, but in his eyes, they were all the same.

The third granddaughter, Wanqiong, was not Huang Dongshi's biological daughter. He was afraid that Huang Dongshi would only care about her own two children and leave the third granddaughter behind. If the third granddaughter got married in the future, wouldn't it bring shame to the Huang family's reputation?

"Yes, old man!" Huang Zhong took the order and left.

Although Huang Wanzhen still had a lot to say, she knew that nothing could be rushed. Slow and steady wins the race.

"Then I won't bother you, Grandpa. I'll go report to Mother right away."

Huang Shuhuai nodded, "Go ahead! Study hard."

After leaving Rongyang Hall, Xiulan supported Huang Wanzhen, walked through the long corridor, passed through two hanging flower doors, and came to Jixiang Hall.

This is the residence of Huang Dong, the mistress of the Huang family.

After walking for a while, Huang Wanzhen's feet were already a little sore and sweat was oozing from her forehead.

"Greetings, mother."

When she walked into the hall, Huang Wanzhen was already unable to stand. She did not bother to interrupt the conversation between Huang Zhong and Huang Dongshi, and stepped forward to pay her respects.

Huang Dong nodded at her twice in annoyance, "Sit down! Don't be so rude next time."

Huang Wanzhen smiled ingratiatingly, "My daughter knows she's wrong. Her feet hurt so much that she can't stand anymore."

After hearing this explanation, Mrs. Huang's expression did not improve. Instead, she glared at Huang Wanzhen fiercely.

Huang Wanzhen was a little confused, but sensing danger, she chose to shut up immediately.

After Huang Zhong left, Huang Dongshi scolded him, "How dare you, a girl, criticize a man's head and feet in front of him? Or his own feet! Where are your etiquette lessons?"

Huang Wanzhen rolled her eyes and immediately lowered her head dejectedly, "Mom! When did you ever hire someone to teach us etiquette? Other families would specifically hire a teacher to teach us."

Mrs. Huang was so angry at her ignorant little daughter, "How dare you talk back? Is this what I always teach you?!"

Huang Wanzhen pretended to be wronged and said, "You are usually so busy, how can you have time to care about me."

After saying that, he gave Huang Dongshi a pitiful look and said, "Mom, how long has it been since you made osmanthus cake for me?"

Seeing her acting like a little girl, Mrs. Huang couldn't bear to criticize her too much.

"I'm so busy, how can I have time to serve you? If you want to eat, ask Xiulan to buy it for you."

When Huang Wanzhen heard this, she knew that Mrs. Huang was not really angry. "The ones I buy outside are not as clean or as delicious as the ones you make."

Mrs. Huang nodded at her lovingly, "Greedy cat!"

"Your grandfather just sent someone to say that he wants you three sisters to learn housekeeping from me. If you can really help me share the housework, I will make time to do it for you."

Huang Wanzhen smiled and said, "Is what mother said true?"

Mrs. Huang Dong glared at her, "When did mother ever lie to you?!"

Huang Wanzhen gave a big smile and said, "Mom is the best!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and took Huang Dongshi's hand, "Then let's get started!"

Huang Dongshi poked her with her index finger, "You monkey! You can't even wait for your sisters?!"

Huang Wanzhen exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Ouch!" "It hurts!"

Huang Dong quickly pulled aside her hair to check, "I didn't use much force, did I? Does it hurt?"

When she saw that there was no mark on Huang Wanzhen's forehead, she immediately glared and said, "You're doing it again!"

Huang Wanzhen smiled and hugged Huang Dongshi, making jokes.

After learning how to be a housekeeper for three consecutive days, Huang Wanzhen took advantage of her position and left the Huang Mansion on the fourth day.

Outside Santa Alley in Xicheng District is a street called Wenqu Street, with various shops on both sides, including traditional teahouses, trendy coffee shops, tailor shops run by middle-aged couples, and foreign companies filled with foreign goods.

Rickshaw pullers wearing buttoned jackets and tight-fitting trousers can be seen everywhere.

Looking at Huang Wanzhen again, she was wearing a cotton knee-length gown borrowed from Xiulan, and Xiulan's cloth shoes. Although there were soft cloth pads inside, they still couldn't hold her feet, and they fell off every time she walked, which was unbearable to watch.

"Miss, let's go back! If the Madam finds out, she will definitely punish us."

Huang Wanzhen was watching intently, and without turning her head, she replied, "It's okay! We stole the key to the back door and got out, so no one knew."

Xiulan looked down at her feet. "But you're not bound. Can you walk?"