Song Wenyin's eyes moved from side to side, and she craned her neck forward and asked, "Hey! Are you married or not? I heard from old customers that you told them you were married, but you've always lived in Pigeon Alley, so you don't look like you're married."
Huang Wanzhen leaned back, crossed her arms, and placed them behind her head. "I got married, then divorced. I want to set up a household registration as a daughter-in-law. Can you help me find your cousin?"
Song Wenyin slapped her thigh excitedly, "Great! You're truly a role model for us modern women! Oh my! That's amazing! You're married and you can still get a divorce. That's incredible."
"You don't know, but the person I admire most is the former princess Xu Aiying. She married a Manchu descendant and couldn't divorce, but she lived a carefree life." Song Wenyin glanced around with a sly look and said in a low voice, "Not only did she marry a talented man from the capital, but she also married the young marshal!"
Huang Wanzhen rolled her eyes. "What's the point of just being envious? Do you have what it takes?"
Song Wenyin suddenly lost her energy and spirit, her head drooping. "No, I want to get a wife, but my cousin won't let me."
Huang Wanzhen sat up straight abruptly. "What about me? Can you do it for me? Just tell me if you can't, and I'll ask someone else."
Song Wenyin imitated Huang Wanzhen and raised her eyebrows, saying, "Don't worry! It's just targeting me. Your problem will be easy to handle!"
Huang Wanzhen patted her chest exaggeratedly, "Is it really that easy?"
Song Wenyin took the responsibility, "That's easy. You don't have to worry about it. We can treat my cousin to a meal together later to show our appreciation."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and stood up, stepped forward, and took Song Wenyin's hand. "Wenyin, you're so kind. Actually, my mother has wanted to establish a daughter-in-law household for a long time, but she has never found a way. You see, why don't we ask our cousin to do it together?"
Song Wenyin pushed her away and said, "What does 'pushing an inch' mean? Look in the mirror and you'll know."
Huang Wanzhen stuck to it again like a sticky plaster, "I'll treat you to dinner! More meals!"
Song Wenyin tilted her neck and made a condition, "Design me a new dress for free and do a full set of facial manicures, with a different expression on each finger."
Huang Wanzhen nodded rapidly, "No problem."
Huang Wanzhen got the female household, but before she had time to invite Chen Jingren to dinner, the newspaper published the news that Zheng Liushi and her two daughters had caused a disturbance in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Zheng Liu went crazy and didn't care about her life. She first set off firecrackers at the door of No. 13 Neiwubu Street, then rolled over and cursed, almost making Zheng Ruqing vomit blood.
At that time, Zheng Ruqing still had the energy to be angry, but a few days later, he received a notice of dismissal.
Several newspapers published reports that as a government official, he openly took a concubine, which caused internal family conflicts and had a negative impact on society.
"Look at what you have done! You vicious woman, I'm going to divorce you!" Zheng Ruqing threw the newspaper directly at Zheng Liu's face.
"The government has long advocated monogamy. As a government official, you don't abide by the regulations. If something goes wrong, you want to blame me? Can you blame me?" Zheng Liu said with her neck stiff and her face grim.
It was obvious that Zheng Liushi, a woman from the inner chamber, could not say such words. Someone must have taught her this behind the scenes.
"Father, calm down. I'm just dismissed, not fired. You still have a chance to be reinstated." Zheng Yumei squatted down and picked up the newspaper on the ground.
"Yes! Master, the Ministry of Internal Affairs cannot do without you. Once this matter is over, we will definitely ask you to go back." Li Yingying massaged Zheng Ruqing's shoulders and back with a distressed look on her face.
"Shut up! Little slut! You're everywhere!" Zheng Liu yelled at Li Yingying like an angry lioness.
Li Yingying's body softened and she fell into Zheng Ruqing's arms, tears about to fall. She looked at Zheng Ruqing pitifully, "Master, my stomach hurts."
Zheng Ruqing, who was over forty years old, could not stand her like this. He hugged her and shouted at Zheng Liushi, "You should shut up! You are full of foul language. Our Zheng family will not tolerate such a disgraceful mistress. Get out! Go back to your Liu family."
Zheng Liu's surging pride suddenly deflated. "Zheng Ruqing, are you still human?! I served your parents-in-law, gave birth to your children, and managed your household chores. Now that I'm old, you're driving me away again and again for a little witch?!"
Zheng Ruqing's eyes flashed with discomfort. Just as he was about to say something, he was startled by Li Yingying in his arms, "Ah——" "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Qinglang, my stomach hurts so much, I think I'm about to give birth." Li Yingying, with a pale face, held Zheng Ruqing's hand. Zheng Ruqing didn't care about anything else. He lifted Li Yingying up and walked out while shouting, "Quick, call the midwife!"
Zheng Liu watched the two leave, and suddenly felt all the strength drained from her body. "Wuwuwu—Yumei, I can't live anymore. Your father wants me to die!" The show ended, leaving the mess on the ground. Zheng Yumei and Zheng Yuli worked hard to clean up the mess.
Huang Wanzhen saw the news of Zheng Ruqing's dismissal in the newspaper while she was having breakfast. She handed it to Mrs. Huang Dong who was sitting across from her and said, "Mom, take a look! Zheng Ruqing has been dismissed."
"Really?" Mrs. Huang hurriedly took the newspaper and said, "Where is it? Where is it? I can't read. Please show it to me."
Huang Wanzhen: “…”
"Mom, this newspaper is for you. The workers in the shop are all literate. You can learn a few words from them every day. In less than a year, you will be able to read the newspaper on your own."
"A year? The day lily is cold, I won't eat it!" Mrs. Huang put the chopsticks heavily on the bowl, got up and walked out.
In the afternoon, when Huang Wanzhen came home from school, Mrs. Huang Dong grabbed her and said, "Come here, I'll read the newspaper to you."
Huang Dong pointed at the newspaper and read out the news about Zheng Ruqing in a heroic and confident manner. He explained the matter clearly, but it was obviously not read word for word according to the newspaper.
"Great! That's great, Mom! How come you're so smart? You learned to read the newspaper in just one day? No wonder I'm so smart! It turns out I inherited it from you!"
Huang Dongshi gradually lost herself in Huang Wanzhen's praise. "Hey! Who said this morning that it would take me a year?"
"I was wrong! I admit my mistake and apologize. Since you're so capable, starting tomorrow, I'll give you a task: read a piece of news to the employees every day." Huang Wanzhen said seriously, "With more work, my salary should also increase. How about this? From now on, your monthly salary will increase to twelve yuan!"
"No, no." Mrs. Huang quickly waved her hand to refuse.
Huang Wanzhen didn't give her a chance. "Yes, yes. As the manager of Butford, I've always been fair and strict. I can't treat you unfairly just because you're my mother."
From then on, Huang Dongshi fell into the dire straits of learning to read. Within a month, she cut her hair to her waist. "My hair is too long and it takes too much time to take care of it."
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