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

Gao Qinghe thought that no matter how fast her grandmother was, she wouldn't arrive until noon.

She was surprised to see him arrive before she was even fully awake.

Gao Chongyi specially took half a day off to let the class monitor and the academic representative lead the students in self-study.

Early in the morning, just as dawn was breaking, the two boarded the six o'clock early bus and arrived in town.

Gao Chongyi was carrying large and small bags, while Old Lady Tian was holding a chicken coop.

Inside were two old hens laying eggs.

It was my first time here, so I didn't ask for directions and just headed straight for Zhao Village.

Gao Qingya said that if you walk along the road, you will see a house with a large iron gate in front of the house, a gate so big that a car can pass through.

It wasn't even eight o'clock yet, but the diligent people were already up.

Jiang's mother swept the house and yard thoroughly, and then continued practicing riding her bicycle in the yard.

This time of day is good; not many people will see her, so she doesn't need to get anxious.

However, the neighboring families already knew she was learning to ride a bike, and they teased her a bit.

Jiang's mother wanted to back out as soon as she heard these words.

Aunt Jiang, Yu Cuilian, whom I hadn't spoken to in a long time, walked past the door and made a sarcastic remark:
"At your age, how can you possibly learn this?"

Jiang's mother insisted on learning it so she could see it!
My skin got thicker and thicker with practice, and I wasn't so afraid of being laughed at anymore.

As for taking the bike out for a spin around the village, I only dare to do so early in the morning when no one is around.

Jiang Qi, from my second aunt's family, is a kind-hearted person. When he saw my fifth aunt learning to ride a bicycle, he offered to teach her.

He had no other requests, he just wanted his fifth grandmother to lend him her bicycle so he could ride around the village a few times.

I left home early in the morning with my schoolbag on my back. My first stop wasn't school, but Jiang's mother's courtyard.

An old woman and a young boy were practicing when Grandma Tian and Gao Chongyi arrived.

Jiang Qi saw the person first, someone he had never seen before, and immediately called out to Fifth Grandma: "There's an old lady at the door!"

Jiang's mother quickly stopped the car and looked up.

Oh my god, her grandma is here!

"Hurry up and go to school, don't be late."

Jiang's mother quickly sent Jiang Qi away and greeted her grandmother and father with a smile.

He refused Jiang Qi's request to borrow his bicycle to ride to school.

The little guy lowered his head and sighed unwillingly before leaving.

I passed by the houses of Uncle Jiang Si, Uncle Jiang San, my own family, and Uncle Jiang Da.

As he walked past one of the houses, a person stood at the door and asked him:

"Who's here? Who is it?"

Jiang Sibo's family is very close, so Jiang Qi said, "It seems like my aunt's grandmother and her father have come."

She called me "my aunt" so affectionately.

When Jiang Sanbo's family and Jiang Dabo's family asked, Jiang Qi said he didn't know.

Upon hearing the preparatory bell ringing from the town, I took off running towards the school.

Cuilian tried to catch him but couldn't, so she sneaked over to Jiang Baohai's house.

Gao Qinghe is still asleep.

When Jiang Baohai heard the commotion outside, his heart still skipped a beat, even though he had already lived two lives.

Gently pat your wife to wake her up.

Gao Qinghe mumbled "No," then burrowed her head under the covers and went back to sleep.

Jiang Baohai had no choice but to quickly get dressed and get out of bed, then go to the hall to see his grandmother and father-in-law.

"Dad, Grandma," Jiang Baohai greeted them with a smile.

Gao Chongyi nodded.

Grandma Tian glared at her, but she wasn't as aggressive as she had been on the phone last night.

Jiang's mother brought over hot water infused with brown sugar and invited everyone to sit down by the warm stove.

He was hesitating whether to wake up his daughter-in-law, who loved to sleep in, when he saw his son come out, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's Xiaohe?" Jiang's mother asked. Jiang Baohai said softly, "She's still asleep. I just woke her up."

Before Jiang's mother could continue, Old Lady Tian waved her hand and smiled:

"It's okay, let her get enough sleep first, there's no rush."

“Xiao Jiang.” Gao Chongyi pointed to his son-in-law’s sticking-up hair.

Jiang Baohai chuckled awkwardly, apologized, and quickly went to the restroom to tidy himself up.

When she returned, Grandma Tian pulled Jiang's mother aside and instructed her on how to prepare the vegetables, eggs, and fresh meat she had brought.

Knowing that her eldest granddaughter loved her homemade ribs the most, Grandma Tian told Jiang's mother her secret recipe, asking her to help make it for her granddaughter.

When Gao Chongyi saw his son-in-law return, he pointed to the two old hens by the door and instructed him:
"This is a three-year-old hen that can lay several eggs a day. From now on, we'll steam a bowl of egg custard for Bao'er every morning, and you can eat the rest yourselves."

"Once she gives birth, we can kill her and make soup."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Baohai sat down next to his father-in-law and listened to him share his experience.

Having finally finished saying everything he could, Gao Chongyi looked suspiciously at his son-in-law, whose expression was blank, and asked:

"Do you remember everything?"

Jiang Baohai nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Dad, I've remembered everything."

Although the time and place are different from the previous life, the experience my father-in-law imparted is exactly the same as in the previous life.

Once a breakthrough was found, the long-buried memories surged forth instantly, and Jiang Baohai remembered them all.

Hearing Gao Chongyi say it again, I can't forget it even if I want to.

Jiang's mother prepared to use the meat and vegetables that Grandma Tian had brought to cook.

Grandma Tian said with a smile, "My dear in-law, I'll cook today. My little one hasn't had my cooking in a long time, he must be craving it."

Remembering how other women suffered nausea and vomiting during pregnancy, Old Mrs. Tian patted her chest and said with relief:

"Luckily, our child didn't vomit, otherwise her mother would have been heartbroken."

When the topic turned to her mother-in-law, Jiang's mother asked with concern:
"Grandma, why didn't my mother-in-law come?"

"Busy." Grandma Tian shook her head. "The construction site is incredibly busy at the end of the year. We were supposed to come together in a few days, but I was in a hurry, so I came with her dad first."

"Her mother will be coming over in a couple of days if she has time," Grandma Tian added.

The two went to the kitchen, where the stove was the same as the one in the village, a large stove that burned firewood, and it was even more spacious than the one at home.

Grandma Tian asked Jiang's mother to help her start the fire, and she quickly got to work.

The nearly sixty-year-old woman was surprisingly agile, even more energetic than Jiang's forty-five-year-old self, which Jiang's mother greatly admired.

They were also incredibly envious.

She had seen families who treated their daughters like treasures.

But this is the first time I've seen a family like the Gaos who spoil and pamper their daughter to the core.

As the sounds of conversation and the aroma of food wafted from the courtyard, Gao Qinghe's pregnancy could no longer be kept a secret.

The other branches of the Jiang family found out and came to see what was going on.

The second and fourth wives, whose relationship had been repaired, entered first, followed by Uncle Jiang the Second and Uncle Jiang the Fourth.

Gao Chongyi stood up and asked, "Who are these two looking so radiant?"

Uncle Jiang thought to himself, "As expected of a cultured person, look at his choice of words!"

As Jiang Baohai made his introduction, he glanced at Uncle Jiang and Uncle Jiang San, who were peeking in from the courtyard gate, and his expression changed slightly.

When the two realized that Jiang Baohai had spotted them, they stopped pretending and swaggered in, laughing and acting all friendly. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were very close.

As soon as Gao Chongyi saw the two men, he had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

Ya Ya once said that she hated Jiang's two uncles the most because they were the ones who were always trying to take charge of other people's affairs.

Uncle Jiang: "Xiao Hai's father-in-law, it's cold in the yard. Let's all go inside, warm up by the fire, and chat."

They come in and expect to get a free meal.

Gao Chongyi didn't want the good food he wanted to give his daughter to others to waste.

He laughed and said, "It's alright, I'm young and healthy, I'm not cold. I'll have breakfast soon, and chat with you for a bit more."

The implication was clear: they weren't planning on inviting them to stay for dinner. (End of Chapter)