Song Wenyin's grandfather is only in his forties this year. He is the governor of Baoding Prefecture. Although he is not in Beijing, he receives gifts one after another. This is really not comparable to Zheng Ruqing, a small consultant of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Seeing her friend say this, Song Wenyin wrinkled her nose in boredom. "I don't believe you. A small family can produce a phoenix like you."
Huang Wanzhen glanced at her with amusement, "Alright, stop imagining my identity. We are indeed from a humble family. We have good genes, and our ancestors were officials in the old dynasty. The men in the family are not very ambitious, so as a woman like me, I have to work hard to support the family."
Song Wenyin leaned forward curiously, "Hey! I heard that it's easier to get a female household now than in the old days. Do you want to get one?"
Huang Wanzhen didn't answer but asked, "What? What do you want to do?"
Song Wenyin carefully glanced around and whispered into Huang Wanzhen's ear, "I do, I really do, but I can't. My cousin is the captain of the Public Security Bureau. I mentioned it to him, and he told me to read less novels because they're all fake."
Huang Wanzhen pressed down the corners of her mouth, "Ahem—well, your cousin is right, you should read less novels, otherwise when the exam comes and the results come out, you might be forced by the school to live on campus."
Song Wenyin was very unconvinced. "On the eve of the entrance exam, I was still reading novels, and it didn't prevent me from passing! Instead of worrying about me, you should worry about yourself. That Ye Mengyu is staring at you all day long! If she surpasses you, she will definitely stomp you on the ground!"
Huang Wanzhen nodded seriously, "Yes, then don't talk to me, I need to study."
Song Wenyin rolled her eyes at her, "What a shame!"
Next is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The reunion dinner on the main day is of course sumptuous. The four major dishes are: pork elbow, roast chicken, stewed fish and beef meatballs. In addition, there are many fresh vegetables, minced meat and eggplant, tomato and egg, stir-fried beans with meat, three fresh vegetables, etc., which fill a large table.
Zheng Liu also asked the servants to set up a table with dried fruits, fruits and moon cakes. She placed an incense burner next to the table, lit a bunch of incense, and stuck a piece of soybean on the side.
Huang Wanzhen looked at it and was confused. She could only say a few words to Zheng Yusang here, so she couldn't help but ask a few questions secretly.
"Don't you offer it at home? It's for the moon fairy Chang'e and her rabbit."
Huang Wanzhen asked in surprise, "Rabbit eats soybeans?"
Zheng Yusang nodded seriously and affirmatively, "Yes."
Huang Wanzhen carefully scanned his face, making sure he wasn't joking, then turned away. It was so unreal, wasn't it?!
After finishing the meal, Zheng Liu stood up and took some of each dish from the plate on the altar and gave it to Huang Wanzhen, "Take it back and eat it. It's good to eat it."
Huang Wanzhen was quite flattered and quickly stood up to take it and thanked her, "Thank you, mother."
Zheng Liu waved her hand solemnly, and Huang Wanzhen tactfully returned to Shuxiangyuan.
However, Huang Wanzhen's feeling of being touched only lasted for an hour. When she saw Zheng Yusang coming back with bags full of things, Huang Wanzhen was stunned. "Why are there so many?"
Zheng Yusang scattered the things he was holding on the table. "Oh! I'm so tired. My mom insisted that I eat it. She said it was a blessing from the gods and it would benefit anyone who eats it."
"But I don't like sweets like mooncakes and dried fruits. They're so sweet that they make me sick."
Huang Wanzhen suddenly felt a little jealous of this boy. She pulled the bed curtains tightly, covered her head with the quilt, and forced herself to sleep.
The next day when she arrived at school, Huang Wanzhen saw a lot of mooncakes and fruits on her desk.
He Lanshan at the front table waved to Huang Wanzhen and said hello, "Hi! Wanzhen, this is the Fudi I got yesterday. I'll give you some."
Huang Wanzhen nodded in thanks and quickly reached into her handbag. After rummaging for a long time, she took out a few boxes of oil paints she had newly mixed.
"Um, Lanshan, let me give you a manicure."
There was no food in my handbag, so I couldn't pretend.
He Lanshan nodded with a smile and replied, "Okay, thank you Wanzhen. I don't know what manicure is, but it sounds great."
He Lanshan's family is a modern family with a very Westernized lifestyle. When they meet and talk, they always like to imitate the foreigners and compliment each other first.
Huang Wanzhen didn't care whether she really wanted to do a manicure or was just saying it as a courtesy. She sat down, picked up her hand, and applied the base color directly on it.
Huang Wanzhen chose a white base and painted some small flowers on each nail, which made He Lanshan's already slender fingers look even more beautiful.
Soon, the two of them were surrounded by a crowd of people.
When Song Wenyin came, she thought something big had happened and squeezed in excitedly, but saw Huang Wanzhen painting He Lanshan's nails.
"Wow! You can paint on your nails? Wanzhen, you're amazing!"
Huang Wanzhen smiled modestly and said, "It's just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head and nodded to the students around her. "If you like, you can go to Furongju at the end of the street to make a reservation. We can accommodate up to three people per day."
As the saying goes, scarcity makes things valuable. In order to improve the quality and price of manicures, Huang Wanzhen started pre-sales in advance.
Unexpectedly, Song Wenyin was impatient and immediately raised her hand and shouted, "I, I'm the first one to make a reservation. You're also from Furongju, so making a reservation with you will work, right?"
Huang Wanzhen: “…”
Can she say it doesn't work?!
The crowd, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became excited because of Song Wenyin's shout. Everyone raised their hands one after another, "Me, the second one reserved."
"I'm the second one, I raised my hand first."
Huang Wanzhen was busy doing manicure for He Lanshan and had no time to spare, so she had to ask the culprit Song Wenyin to register on her behalf.
"If you want to make a reservation, you must pay a 50-cent deposit in advance. If you don't pay, your reservation will not be counted."
Song Wenyin instantly perked up, not even reading the novel, picking up her pen and notebook and shouting, "Line up, line up!"
The commotion here quickly attracted some students from the neighboring classes, some of whom knew Class 1, and they came in to ask about the situation. After learning more about it, they also joined the reservation army.
Huang Wanzhen saw that something was not right and was afraid of attracting the teachers' attention, so she finished He Lanshan's manicure early, stood up and started to maintain order.
"Everyone, go back quickly and don't join in the fun. If you really want a manicure, you can go to Furongju at the end of the street after school. Find out more and then make a decision."
"Otherwise, if you don't like it and don't do it, you'll lose fifty cents for nothing. What a shame!"
Under Huang Wanzhen's comforting and persuasion, students from other classes withdrew from Class 1 one after another.
"Okay, okay, everyone go back to your seats. The teacher will be here soon."
When I returned to Zheng's house in the evening, Yingtao came to tell me that they were having a reunion dinner in the front hall today.
Huang Wanzhen quickly changed her clothes and rushed to the front yard.
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