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

Gao Qinghe and her daughter were surrounded by the warmth and care of their family members. At first, they felt very happy, but soon they started to feel annoyed.

She doesn't need so many people to take care of her. The baby is well-behaved and has milk to drink. She sleeps soundly in her crib and doesn't need anyone to hold her.

One hug here, one hug there; the well-behaved child was gradually woken up.

Gao Qinghe sincerely hoped that she could have some peace and quiet for the next month.

So she instructed her parents and mother-in-law that they could inform relatives and friends, but visits were strictly prohibited, as she was currently too busy to entertain outsiders.

Gao Qinghe urged everyone to leave.

The others ignored her and discussed the matter amongst themselves.

Finally, Grandma Tian made the decision: apart from her husband Jiang Baohai, everyone else should go to work or school as usual.

Jiang Baohai had been preparing to take care of his wife during her postpartum period for a long time. Although he was a month ahead of schedule, he had already arranged most of the remaining things.

There's nothing in the big picture that requires his involvement, so all company affairs will be temporarily handled by Fang Xiaoyu and Shan Yunhai.

If you're unsure, just bring them home, and I'll handle it then.

Mrs. Yutian takes care of three meals a day, he stays behind to take care of his wife and daughter, and his mother lends a hand, which is enough.

If anything else is needed, just ask Gao Qingmiao for a hand.

The main problem is that the timing is a bit awkward, but once this week is over and school is out for break, we'll have several people available at home.

Before leaving, Gao Qingya solemnly told her brother-in-law:

"Brother-in-law, wait until I finish my exams, I'll help you take care of the kids, and nobody can take them from me!"

The implication was clear: she was afraid that the child's aunt would take the job away from her.

Gao Chongyi had excitedly said when he checked the due date that it was during the summer vacation, and he would come to help take care of his daughter's baby.

No one expected it to happen more than a month early.

However, the promise is still valid. He said to Grandma Tian, ​​"Mom, come back after I'm done with school. I'll take care of you."

"You'll take care of her?" Grandma Tian said with obvious disdain. "You can cook? Can your cooking suit my granddaughter's taste?"

"I think you should give up. I'm enough."

Fearing that Jiang Baohai would dislike her, the old lady patted her chest and said:
"Don't underestimate Grandma just because she's old. Her health isn't necessarily worse than yours. Besides, I'm happy to work hard so that my eldest granddaughter can recover!"

Jiang Baohai dared not complain; he was more than grateful.

He knew his wife loved her grandmother's cooking the most, and whenever they went back to Shanghe Village, she would always have two big bowls of it.

Qi Lianxin also wanted to say that she could cook and was willing to serve her daughter-in-law, but she had no say in the matter.

She could only be completely arranged by her in-laws' grandmother.

"My dear in-law, you can help with the washing and cleaning. Let's work together to make sure the mother and daughter have a comfortable postpartum period, so the children can go out and earn money to support the family. When the whole family works together, life will get better and better, don't you think?"

Qi Lianxin nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that makes sense. Grandma, you're right. We'll listen to you."

Huang Ying pulled her son-in-law aside and gave him a large red envelope.

Seeing that Jiang Baohai was about to back down, he said in an unquestionable tone, "Take it. This is a gift for my granddaughter. Don't take advantage of her just because she can't speak yet."

Gao Chongyi nodded in agreement, forbidding Jiang Baohai from returning the red envelope.

They knew their son-in-law was capable of making a lot of money.

But they're doing just fine now; their engineering business is thriving, and they have plenty of resources to support their children.

Looking at their baby, who was sleeping peacefully in the crib after eating, the couple felt that their lives had a renewed purpose, and their ambitions soared like never before.

Gao Qingmiao needed to mind the shop, but his schedule was flexible, so he told his brother-in-law to just let him know if he needed anything, and he would be there to run errands for free.

Jiang Baohai patted his brother-in-law on the shoulder with satisfaction, indicating that he would not stand on ceremony.

It was almost noon, so Grandma Tian sent away all the extra people. She then hurried off to buy groceries to take back to Gao Qingmiao's place, prepare lunch, and deliver it to the hospital.

Jiang Yu rushed over at noon, arriving right after Old Lady Tian who had come to deliver the food.

While someone was looking after her, Jiang Baohai first drove his mother, who had stayed up all night, home to rest, and then brought back a lot of things from home.

Gao Qinghe was so hungry that her stomach was practically sticking to her back.

As soon as the food Grandma brought was served, she sat up and started eating heartily, picking up her bowl and chopsticks.

"Tsk tsk tsk~" Grandma Tian shook her head, feeling both sorry for her and amused. "Eat slowly, there's a whole bucket full, no one's going to take it from you."

Gao Qinghe ate until she was about 70% full before remembering her husband and hurriedly asked her grandmother:
Is there any leftover food?

Old Mrs. Tian still doesn't know what she's thinking?
He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I've made a generous portion, enough for both of you to eat your fill."

However, the granddaughter is the one who needs the most attention right now, so the grandson-in-law can only make do for now and eat the postpartum meals with her.

Gao Qinghe remembered the postpartum meal recipes given by the system. After eating her fill, she asked Jiang Yu for paper and pen to write down the menu and give it to her grandmother.

"This is a postpartum meal menu that I saw in a book before. Grandma, please make it for me according to this."

Grandma Tian is literate; she can understand simple characters, and if she can't understand something, she can ask her grandson.

Although I had my doubts about the menu in the book, I still carefully put it away, intending to take it back and study it carefully.

Because of the early delivery, the single room that Jiang Baohai had booked earlier could not be vacated in time, and they had to wait two more days. Now Gao Qinghe could only stay in a triple room for the time being.

Currently, she is the only new mother in this ward; the beds next to her and across from her are empty.

Jiang Baohai also booked the bed next door, so that he could take care of the mother and daughter and have a place to lie down himself.

At night, after everyone else had left, only the family of three remained in the ward.

Gao Qinghe lay half-reclined on the bed, her daughter wrapped in a blanket in her arms.

Jiang Baohai sat on the edge of the bed, with one arm around his wife, and the couple protecting their daughter in the middle.

The little one had just eaten and was sleeping soundly. His tiny body rose and fell with his breath in the swaddle, and his little nostrils opened and closed, which was so heartwarming to see.

It's getting late. The doctor just finished his rounds and urged the new mother to go to sleep.

But Gao Qinghe was too excited to sleep. Looking at her daughter's little face, she whispered:

Let's give her a name.

Jiang Baohai's eyes lit up. He had already thought of dozens of names and immediately named the ones he thought were the best.

"Star, Moon, Sun, Fullness, Beauty, Jiajia, which one do you think is the best?"

Gao Qinghe glared at him irritably: "What kind of names do you come up with? Do these sound like proper names? They're awful."

Jiang Baohai coughed twice awkwardly, "Then you take it, you take it."

Gao Qinghe said, "When my dad left at noon, he said he had thought of a name for the child, Qiyue. Qi means beginning or creation, and Yue means joy and happiness. It sounds like July, and the child was born in early July, so he can be happy from the beginning to old age. What do you think?"

"Qiyue, Jiang Qiyue"

Jiang Baohai's name sounds better and better as I pronounce it; I think it's a really nice name.

He gently tapped his daughter's nose. "From now on, your name will be Jiang Qiyue. Remember that?"

"She can't even speak properly, how can you expect her to remember anything?"

"Just call it a few more times and you'll know, right, Jiang Qiyue?"

Gao Qinghe looked at her husband suspiciously. "Is this even allowed?"
"Qiyue, Mommy's little Qiyue," she couldn't help but call her daughter's name over and over again.

The couple smiled at each other, and bubbles of happiness filled the small three-person hospital room. (End of Chapter)