Because Zheng Yusang interfered in his marriage and did not return home for a long time twice, Zheng Liushi realized that she had no control over her son. Zheng Yusang could leave her if he wanted. Zheng Liushi even thought about how to stop Zheng Yusang from studying abroad, which she did not agree with in the first place. But Zheng Ruqing agreed to let Zheng Yusang marry Huang Wanzhen. Is there any room for regret?
The Zheng family was torn apart, and everyone had their own thoughts, but Mrs. Huang did not receive any news. An autumn rain brought a chill, and at the time of the change of seasons, Old Master Huang of Rongyangtang fell ill.
After a period of good times, Huang Dongshi's hatred for Huang Shuhuai lessened a little, and she even felt sympathy for him. She invited two doctors to take his pulse.
"Madam, the old man is very old and has caught a cold. I'm afraid he won't survive the winter. We need to make preparations early."
After sending off the last doctor, Mrs. Huang thought for a while, called Xiuzhu, and asked her to go to Zheng's house to find Huang Wanzhen to discuss countermeasures.
Xiuzhu took the silver dollar given by Huang Dongshi, trotted out of the house, took a rickshaw to Zheng's house, and saw that the gate was closed. Thinking of Huang Wanzhen's previous instructions, she went to the back door to find Zheng Pozi.
"You're looking for my young mistress? How interesting! Didn't she go back to her parents' home?" Mrs. Zheng spat out the melon seed shells in her mouth and looked at Xiuzhu with a squint. "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"
Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, then immediately handed over a handful of copper coins. "Hello, Madam Zheng. I'm with the eldest daughter of the Huang family. Isn't she about to give birth? She's been crying all day and wants to see the second daughter. I thought the eldest daughter would be happier with the second daughter's comfort, so I didn't go back to the mansion to ask Madam for permission, but came here on my own. I might have missed her."
"Oh! Your eldest daughter hasn't been back to her parents' home for a while, right? Our young mistress has been gone for a month." Mrs. Zheng took the copper coin, moved her fingers slightly, and said with a smile, "I'm not saying that it's not good to have no sons. If your family had a young master, our young mistress would have been despised and returned home on her own."
Xiuzhu no longer had the heart to listen to the old woman's nagging. Her heart had already flown back to the Huang Mansion. "Yes, yes, you are right. I won't bother you anymore. I will go back now."
After a few polite words, Xiuzhu ran away without waiting for Mrs. Zheng to respond.
Mrs. Zheng was stunned at first, then spat at her, "Bah! What the hell?! You come from a poor family and don't know any manners."
When Xiuzhu returned to the Huang residence and told Mrs. Huang Dong about it, Mrs. Huang Dong's legs went weak with fear. "Could she have been kidnapped? Oh my God, how could my little girl have such a tragic fate?"
"Come on, follow me to Sanlihe to find her second uncle."
Seeing Dong Yuzhuo, Huang Dongshi was already in tears. Dong Yuzhuo thought something serious had happened. While supporting her and walking into the house, he shouted to Xiuzhu, "What happened? What happened to your wife?"
"My second daughter is missing. She might have been kidnapped by thieves. The Zheng family doesn't know about it yet. Madam, I came to ask my uncle for advice." Xiuzhu's eyes were red and she sobbed as she spoke.
Dong Yuzhuo's face was filled with sorrow. He exerted force with his hands to help Huang Dongshi onto the couch. "Rest for a while and stop crying. She's already a married woman, who would want to kidnap her?"
"What's going on? Xiuzhu, tell me clearly."
Mrs. Huang Dong was already at a loss, panting. Dong Yuzhuo did not count on her, so he could only ask Xiuzhu. After finding out, Dong Yuzhuo slapped his forehead.
"Hey, my Fifth Sister! Why are you so fussy? I read Second Sister Huang's novels every day. It was even published in the Xinmin Daily this morning. It's fresh and exciting. Why don't you take a look? Why are you always so impulsive? I don't know who you inherited this personality from. Neither Dad nor Mom is like that."
Xiuzhu knew that the Second Young Miss's pen name was Huang Erjie. After hearing what her uncle said, she stopped crying and quickly wiped her face with her sleeve. "Madam, don't worry, the Second Young Miss hasn't been kidnapped."
Huang Dongshi's mind was in a trance, and she didn't quite understand what he said. She lay on the couch, tilting her neck and asked, "What's going on? Where is Wanzhen? I want to see her."
Dong Yuzhuo chuckled, "I know where the Xinmin Daily is. Today, thanks to my niece, I'm going to go in and take a look."
Seeing that there were so many people, Dong Yuzhuo went to the stables and loaded the carriage himself. "Rui Xin's mother, you go up first and help pull Fifth Sister later."
Dong Jiang was a few years younger and had been exercising regularly, so she was much stronger than Huang Dong. Dong Yuzhuo offered her a hand and helped her onto the carriage. Then he turned around and tried to pull Huang Dong. Dong Yuzhuo helped her as well, but it took a lot of effort. "Fifth sister, you're not using any strength at all. You're relying solely on me and your sister-in-law."
Huang Dongshi lowered her head with a smile on her face, "I'm old, and my legs are weak."
Dong Yuzhuo said disdainfully, "I think you're lazy. You've been a wife for too long and haven't moved a day. It's strange that you have any energy."
"Xiuzhu, just stay at home."
Dong Yuzhuo did not need a servant to drive the carriage. He sat on the edge of the carriage and whipped it in the air, "Der, drive."
Sanlihe is close to Xicheng. Due to the large number of people on the street, Dong Yuzhuo did not dare to speed up. The carriage stopped and started, and it took nearly an hour to arrive at No. 169 Ping'an Road.
"Right here, see? Those four big characters on it say 'Xinmin Daily News'."
Dong Yuzhuo pointed at a two-story European-style building with a brick-concrete structure and shouted.
Huang Dong stretched her head and looked around. "Where is it? Where is it?"
"Don't worry, let me find a place to park the carriage."
When the three of them reached the revolving door, Huang Dongshi turned around and went out again. Dong Yuzhuo quickly ran out to grab her, "Where are you going?"
Huang Dong pointed at the door and shook her head. "Ever since the foreigners came into Beijing, everything has become weird. A good door has to be made like this."
Dong Yuzhuo covered Huang Dongshi's mouth with his hand and said, "My dear aunt! How dare you say anything? When you meet people later, speak less. Do you hear me?"
At first, the people at the newspaper delivery office thought that the three of them were fans of Huang Erjie's novels, so they waved them away. It was only when Dong Yuzhuo took out a large dollar and stuffed it into the man's hand that he went upstairs and called Zhan Yongwen down.
"Are you Huang Erjie's relatives? Then let me ask you, what is her real name?"
Zhan Yongwen stared at Huang Dongshi, who panicked and poked Dong Yuzhuo's waist. "Huang Wanzhen, her name is Huang Wanzhen. Her parents' home is in Santa Alley, West City, and her husband's home is in Dongjiao Alley, West City."
Zhan Yongwen saw that they were all right, and his expression changed immediately. "Sit, sit, sit, I'll make you a pot of tea." Zhan Yongwen smiled and walked to the cabinet. While taking the teapot, he said,
"Mr. Huang is a talented man. We've been working together for almost a year. He's been writing 3,000 words a day, and he never slacks off. Now our reporters have become his assistants. I don't ask for anything. I just want him to return the manuscripts to me every few days. I'll give him a five-dollar allowance a month."
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