The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 18 Remember to call me Grandma

[Ding! Congratulations, host!]

[Male lead Zhou Zhenghua's affection for you +10! Current affection level: 60/100!]

Gao Qinghe ran all the way to her doorstep when she suddenly heard a system notification.

I almost tripped over my own doorstep!
This can actually increase favorability?
Zhou Zhenghua, you masochist, you got a good beating, didn't you!
He thought about how he had just slapped him as a reward.

Gao Qinghe immediately rushed to the water vat and washed her hands three times.

Gao Chongyi was not at home; Huang Ying and Grandma Tian were making sweet potato starch in the yard.

Gao Qinghe: "Grandma, Mom."

"You're back so early, did everything go smoothly?" Grandma Tian asked with a smile.

Gao Qingmiao entered the door first, and the old lady had already asked her once.

But I couldn't help asking again.

Huang Ying also said, "Miao Miao said that Boss Jiang specially drove you back. Why didn't you bring him home to sit and have a drink of water before you left?"

Seeing the two of them like this, Gao Qinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Miao Miao is a reliable kid; he didn't say anything he shouldn't have.

If Grandma and Mom knew she fainted again at noon, they would definitely be worried.

Gao Qinghe replied, "I did stay, but they were busy."

Huang Ying hung the freshly cooked sweet potato noodles on the drying rack and joked:

"Where's the marriage certificate? Have you gotten it back yet?"

Gao Qinghe sighed, went inside to pour herself a cup of hot water, sat on the stool by the door, and waved her hand.

Grandma Tian couldn't help but chuckle, "Look at how arrogant you are, now you've met your match."

"Grandma~" Gao Qinghe said in a spoiled tone.

Grandma Tian was even happier, but she didn't continue the topic of marriage certificates.

Thinking that my grandson had just come home and said that my older sister was with Zhou Zhenghua, I tentatively asked:

"What does the third boy next door want with you?"

Gao Qinghe: "I didn't do anything, I just explained the past, and that's all."

Huang Ying nodded in agreement, "As long as it's explained clearly."

Then they asked what dishes I wanted to eat for dinner.

After finishing her work, she went to the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables.

Gao Qinghe didn't have any particular craving for food. "Anything is fine. Grandma's cooking is always delicious."

Huang Ying chuckled helplessly, "You really don't know how to care about your grandma."

Gao Qinghe said sweetly, "It's not that I don't care about Grandma, it's just that Grandma's cooking skills are even better than the chefs in the big restaurants in the city. I can't help but want to eat there a few more times."

It's as if she's eaten at a fancy restaurant in the city.

What else can Huang Ying say?

Even her mother is happy about it.

Grandma Tian poured the last ladle of sweet potato starch batter into the pot, clapped her hands, stood up, and said:
"I've finished frying all the flour. I'm going to check on the vegetable garden. Ying, remember to collect the dried ones."

He went inside to get a vegetable basket and a sickle, affectionately tapped Gao Qinghe's forehead, and then went out.

"Grandma, I'll go with you." Gao Qinghe said enthusiastically.

Grandma Tian waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no!"

It would be troublesome to get your clothes dirty later.

Feeling rejected, Gao Qinghe shrugged and had no choice but to help her mother.

Seeing her daughter pick up a strainer and start poking it into the pot of hot water, Huang Ying was terrified and shouted:

"Go back inside and stay there. Don't go into the kitchen!"

Vermicelli is already soft; if she mashes it all up, how will it look presentable?
Gao Qinghe's lips twitched slightly. "Then I'll go sweep the floor?"

Huang Ying: "I've swept the ground. If you're really bored, go call Miaomiao back and also bring back the vermicelli that's drying on the dam over there."

Finally, I have something to do.

Gao Qinghe exclaimed excitedly, "Great!"

He ran to the front gate before remembering to turn around and ask, "Where's Miaomiao?"

Huang Ying couldn't help but sigh, thinking that she might as well go by herself.

In case my son doesn't come back and my daughter gets lost.

Meeting her mother's distrustful gaze, Gao Qinghe felt somewhat helpless.

"Mom, I know the roads in the village quite well."

Huang Ying: "I just got home when Xiao Hu called me away. Go check on Xiao Hu. If he's not there, he's at the village store."

Having received the address, Gao Qinghe happily headed towards Xiao Hu's house. It was as if the unpleasantness that had just occurred with Zhou Zhenghua was completely forgotten.

As they passed by the Zhou family's vegetable garden next door, Zhou Zhenghua's sister-in-law saw Gao Qinghe and waved with delight.

Where did Qinghe go?

He put down the rapeseed he had just picked and quickly walked up to Gao Qinghe.

Gao Qinghe didn't want to pay any attention to her.

Since the person was already in front of him, he could only force a smile.

Sister-in-law Zhou immediately sensed something was wrong and tentatively asked:

"Why are you still so distant? You don't even call me sister-in-law anymore."

In the past, whenever I saw her, she would call me "elder sister-in-law" with such sweetness and affection.

Gao Qinghe thought to herself that in the past, she had only shown respect to Zhou Zhenghua because she loved him.

But now she has no relationship with Zhou Zhenghua.

He couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to Zhou's gossipy sister-in-law.

Sister-in-law Zhou thought to herself that this spoiled young lady's temper was really hard to please.

She gets angry so easily. If she marries into the Zhou family and becomes their sister-in-law, just thinking about it will be unbearable.

But the third child is the most promising. Now that he's become quite capable, she's counting on him to help out the family.

Therefore, he could only treat the girl that the third brother liked with politeness.

Anyway, once she's married into the family, there are plenty of ways to make her obedient.

With a beaming smile, Sister-in-law Zhou inquired, "Zhenghua went looking for you, didn't you run into him? Did you two have another fight?"

Before Gao Qinghe could speak, she continued on her own:

"If you ask me, you're not young anymore, you should be more sensible and know how to share the burdens of the elderly. We should change our temper a bit and learn to be more tolerant, right?"

Gao Qinghe turned her head away and sneered.

Sister-in-law Zhou got anxious, "What are you laughing at?"

Gao Qinghe: "I'm laughing at you for meddling in other people's business!"

Sister-in-law Zhou's expression changed.

Gao Qinghe reminded her, "Sister-in-law Zhou, I used to call you 'sister-in-law' out of politeness."

“But from now on, let’s put an end to the past and stick to the proper seniority.”

"If we meet on the street in the future, remember to call her 'Grandma'!"

Gao Qinghe's claim about her generation was not made up.

Her grandmother remarried and became part of the Zheng family.

Old Zheng's ancestors were all from Shanghe Village, and he was of a very high generation.

If she were to be transferred from the Zheng family, not only the Zhou family, but even the village chief would have to call her "aunt."

It's because their ancestors all married women from the Zheng family.

"Alright, my dear niece-in-law, I have something to do, so I won't talk to you any longer."

"Oh, by the way, don't associate me with Zhou Zhenghua anymore, we're from different generations!"

Grandma and grandson, is that appropriate?

Gao Qinghe straightened her collar, put her hands in her pockets, and walked forward with her head held high and chest out.

Zhou's sister-in-law was left standing in the cold wind, gradually becoming disheveled.

It took her a while to realize what Gao Qinghe had just said.

She stomped her foot angrily, "So what if I'm a grandma? Why are you taking it out on me!"

etc.
Did the third brother and she break up?

A surge of joy welled up in Sister-in-law Zhou's heart.

Wouldn't her cousin from her maternal family have a chance?

Then, with the marriage strengthened, she'll be able to do whatever she wants in the Zhou family!

Thinking of this, Sister-in-law Zhou was no longer angry.

However, I still can't help but be curious about what happened here.

She didn't dare to go over and get scolded by Gao Qinghe.

He quickly packed a basket of vegetables and headed home excitedly.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw my brother-in-law sitting there, his face half red and swollen, looking utterly dejected.

Her mother-in-law, Zhong, was applying herbal medicine to her son's face while muttering curses under her breath.

Sister-in-law Zhou was shocked: "Zhenghua, what happened to your face?!"

(End of this chapter)