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

It's hot, and there are few people at home. Eating too much longan can cause internal heat.

We had to give away the two large baskets of longan.

Jiang Baohai meant that each of the neighboring families would send a small bowl to try, and the rest would be half a basket for Jiang's mother and Gao Qinghe's family.

We'll keep the rest for ourselves. We have a refrigerator at home, so we can eat it slowly over three days.

Gao Qinghe had no objection.

Jiang's mother thought of her nephews and nieces from her maternal family and felt sorry for them because they had never eaten anything good.

Fearing that the fruit would spoil, he took half a basket of longan early the next morning and rode his bicycle to the neighboring Qijia Village.

Gao Qinghe slept until she naturally woke up at home before carrying bowls of longan to the other rooms of the Jiang family.

Since the Lunar New Year, everyone has become more sensible and knows that other people's things belong to them.

In addition, there are some things that are hard to explain about this blood relationship. Although the families occasionally gained a little advantage, they never again tried to stand up for Jiang Baohai.

Given this, Gao Qinghe was happy to occasionally offer a small favor to maintain the relationship.

After all, in this day and age, having a large family behind you makes life much easier.

Unlike later generations when public security was better and everyone could mind their own business, neighbors who had lived together for decades couldn't even remember each other's names.

Gao Qinghe bought a house in the provincial capital, but she doesn't plan to live there.

Jiang Baohai couldn't leave the mine here. If she went to the provincial capital, the couple would have to live apart again, just like in their previous life.

In the years before she got married in her previous life, she lived in the provincial capital Jiangbaohai and worked at her company. The couple could only spend a maximum of two full days at home each month.

Jiang Baohai would often come back for a meal, spend a few hours with her, and then rush back to work.

It wasn't until the company's business stabilized and a mature team was built that Jiang Baohai stepped down from his frontline role, allowing the couple to spend more time together.

Of course, she would definitely not be bored if she went to the provincial capital alone.

However, seeing the lingering look in his eyes, her heart softened, and she decided to stay with him in the old house for a few more years.

Moreover, this situation is different from the previous life.

Gao Qinghe looked down at her belly, her eyes filled with tenderness like a pool of water slowly melting.

Her baby will surely grow up healthy and happy under the loving care of both parents.

She doesn't want to end up like those wives of big bosses in her past life.

She works hard at home taking care of the children while her husband has affairs outside. In the end, she still has to play the role of a loving father in front of her children, hoping that they will only love their rich dad and not their nagging and complaining mom. She ends up becoming a resentful person who has lost both her money and her life.

Everyone says they're too busy with work to take care of their children, but are they busier than national leaders?

These are just excuses for not wanting to take care of children.

If Jiang Baohai dares to do that, Gao Qinghe will immediately decide to become a widow!
"Oh, you even brought something! Xiao He, you're too kind!"

Aunt Yu Cuilian was flattered and invited Gao Qinghe into the house.

He glanced up casually and caught a glimpse of the murderous intent in her eyes, which made his heart skip a beat.

He asked somewhat cautiously, "Is there something you need?"

No one visits Sanbao without a reason. Xiao Hai's formidable wife suddenly showing up with gifts must have some other purpose!
As Yu Cuilian thought about it, she became more and more certain.

To everyone's surprise, Gao Qinghe was just lost in thought about something else and got too engrossed in it.

Coming to her senses, Gao Qinghe smiled and put down a bowl of longan.

“Aunt, these are called longan. Bao Hai’s friend sent them. There are too many for us to eat, so we brought them over for you to try.”

"Eat it while it's fresh, or it will spoil."

After saying that, he nodded to Uncle Jiang, who came out of the house upon hearing the sound, and turned to leave.

The elderly couple were left looking at each other in disbelief.

Are they delivering something?

"They're leaving already?" Qian Qiaolan, who had also received a bowl of longan, glanced at the sun in the sky.

That's right, the sun rose from the east today!

Jiang Ziqiang didn't care about the adults' complicated thoughts. When he saw fresh fruit he had never eaten before, he picked it up and ate it.

Children are incredibly perceptive when it comes to food; even those who have never eaten longan know to peel off the shell.

A perfect, plump, and glistening longan is revealed, and before you even take a bite, you can smell its sweet and cloying aroma.

Jiang Ziqiang put the whole thing in his mouth in one go, chewed it, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Mom, it's so delicious! It's so sweet, I've never eaten such sweet fruit before!"

This is absolutely no exaggeration. At that time, watermelons and grapes had not yet been improved, and their taste was not as sweet as it is now.

Oranges and apples, in particular, are mostly sweet and sour.

The so-called sweet apple is not actually purely sweet.

Longan has no sour taste at all and has a strong honey aroma, which is irresistible to children who love sweets.

Moreover, this thing is easy to peel and convenient to eat; there's only one pit inside, and the rest is all meat.

Jiang Ziqiang ate seven or eight in one go and was reluctant to stop.

Qian Qiaolan was shocked to see this; Gao Qinghe had said that eating too much of it would cause internal heat!

She slapped her son's hand away as he tried to grab the longan, then took the whole bowl and placed it on top of the cupboard.

Qian Qiaolan scolded her impatiently, "You good-for-nothing! You're like a starving ghost reincarnated! Haven't you ever seen anything good before? Go to school now, and you can eat when your dad comes home tonight!"

Jiang Ziqiang felt no respect for his stepfather, and even disliked him somewhat.

He has a lecherous look on his face, and every day when he sees any of the pretty women in the village, he tries to flirt with them.

But there was no other way; both he and his mother depended on others for survival, so they had to change their surname and address him as "Dad."

However, he liked his fifth aunt's fourth brother and sister-in-law, who always smiled at him and often gave him delicious food.

Gao Qinghe delivered all the longans to the families.

Huang Yanqiu's car happened to arrive at her doorstep.

He skillfully pushed open the small door and strode in. Without even calling out, he walked straight to the hall and saw Gao Qinghe leaning against the sofa, fanning herself with her hand.

She's getting lazier and lazier. She only goes out for a few steps, then comes back and sits down, not wanting to get up again.

"What did you call me here to get?" Huang Yanqiu asked casually.

Gao Qinghe wiped the sweat from her forehead, pointed to the half-basket of longan by the door, and complained suspiciously:
"I don't know why it's so hot today."

Huang Yanqiu touched her hands. Were they hot?

Not at all.

"I think you're just afraid of the heat." Huang Yanqiu came to the door, picked up a bunch of longans, and asked, "What is this?"

Gao Qinghe: "Longan, fruit, something to eat."

Huang Yanqiu unceremoniously peeled one and tasted it herself. She thought it was good, so she ate three more before stopping and carrying the things to the car.

"Keep half for yourself!" Gao Qinghe instructed towards the door.

"know."

Huang Yanqiu, who was about to get on the bus, suddenly turned back and sat down opposite Gao Qinghe, saying:
"Did you know Zhou Zhenghua's mother is here again?"

Gao Qinghe raised an eyebrow and shook her head.

Huang Yanqiu gave a mischievous smile and said with a hint of sympathy, "Ouyang Yan is over eight months pregnant and not long before she gives birth. Zhou Zhenghua called his mother up again, just in case she has a helper in case of premature birth."

"You wouldn't believe it, after Ouyang Yan stopped vomiting, she acted like she wanted to make up for all the nutrients she had missed, and she ate herself into a huge belly. It was so big it scared me." (End of Chapter)