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

In August, Shanghe Village is much cooler than the city.

Gao Qinghe has been living in the village for two weeks now, and the longer she stays, the more reluctant she is to leave; she wishes she could stay until she dies.

There's no need to turn on the electric fan in the main room; there's a natural breeze blowing through.

The TV was showing the popular drama "The Legend of the White Snake," and it was showing the part where the White Snake accidentally drank realgar wine, revealing her true form and scaring Xu Xian to death.

Gao Qinghe, dressed in a homespun short-sleeved shirt and shorts, sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding half a watermelon in her hands, eating and watching with great interest.

Good dramas have a unique charm; no matter which segment is on TV, if you stop and watch for two seconds, you'll immediately get engrossed in it.

It was a huge hit when it premiered last year, and the rerun this year is even trending towards surpassing the popularity of last year's premiere.

How popular is the TV series "The Legend of the White Snake" right now?

Every dog ​​that walks down the street will stop and take a look when it hears that "Ah-ha-ah" background music.

Gao Qinghe has watched it countless times across her two lifetimes, and she still doesn't get tired of it.

Just as they were engrossed in watching, Grandma Tian returned from the convenience store wearing a straw hat.

As soon as he entered, he held up the soy sauce in his hand, unable to stop smiling, and said:
"Good heavens, prices are finally under control. The price of soy sauce at the convenience store won't go up this month."

In June 1993, the people of the whole country finally overcame the major challenge of price controls.

The previous year, seeing the prices of goods changing every day, Grandma Tian and Qi Lianxin wished they could stock up on enough oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar for ten years.

It was only after Jiang Baohai and Gao Qinghe, both reborn individuals, repeatedly persuaded their families to stop hoarding goods.

Now, after a year of market adaptation and large-scale macro-control by the government, the market, which had been groping its way forward since the late 1980s, has finally gotten back on track.

Looking at her grandmother's happy smile, Gao Qinghe thought in a daze that two years had passed without her realizing it.

"Your sister-in-law didn't come back again this summer vacation?" Grandma Tian asked.

Gao Qinghe scoops up a spoonful of watermelon, and it bursts with juice in one bite—so refreshing!
He replied, "Yes, I didn't come back. I said I was going to work with my classmates in Shanghai on a social research project assigned by the club. The remaining vacation time was too short, and it would be too much trouble to go back and forth, so I simply didn't come back."

Grandma Tian asked with concern, "Can we still stay here during the school holidays?"

Gao Qinghe said uncertainly, "It should be possible, but I already gave her the keys to an apartment in Shanghai. She can live wherever she wants."

"That's good." Grandma Tian was relieved.

However, the thought that his granddaughter's university acceptance letter was still nowhere to be found made him anxious again.

Walking up to Gao Qinghe, who was leisurely watching TV and gossiping, he patted her arm and asked nervously:
"Why hasn't your little sister's admission notice arrived yet? Did she not get into the provincial university?"

"Don't worry, Grandma, Uncle has already personally confirmed it with the school's admissions office. Maybe the email was sent a little slowly," Gao Qinghe said with a smile.

Grandma Tian was worried and muttered to herself, "That brat Ya Ya, who knows where she's run off to with Qi Yue again. She's so carefree."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Gao Qingya's loud laughter echoed from the courtyard.

"Sister, run!"

This left the listener completely bewildered.

Gao Qinghe and Old Lady Tian exchanged a glance. What's going on now?
Gao Qinghe put down the watermelon she hadn't finished eating, got up, put on her slippers, and shuffled out.

Looking up, I saw a three-year-old boy with an apple-shaped haircut, covered in mud, barefoot, holding a dark lump in his arms, walking up the slope at the gate of the yard with a "heave-ho" sound.

His big, dark eyes lit up the moment he saw Gao Qinghe standing at the door.

"mom!"

The child's voice, still carrying a babyish tone, carried a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

Gao Qinghe frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong.

The next second—

The little clay figure rushed over excitedly.

As they drew closer, Gao Qinghe finally saw clearly what the little man was holding in his arms—that dark, lumpy thing.

With a "poof," a large, dark toad jumped out of a clump of dark creatures. The little mud-covered child exclaimed "Ouch!" and quickly released the nest of toads from his arms. He squatted down and, using both hands and feet, caught the escaped toad, then happily held it up to his mother, shouting:

"Mommy, quack!"

Gao Qinghe felt a chill run through her body and could no longer control herself as she screamed and backed away.

Jiang Qiyue was startled by the sudden shout. Her little body trembled, and she frowned with a slightly aggrieved expression, looking innocently at the quack in her hand.

Finally, I belatedly realized that I might have scared my mother.

With its little paws outstretched, it threw the struggling baby to the ground and huffed angrily.

"Jiang! Qi! Yue!"

After the initial panic subsided, Gao Qinghe pointed at the innocent-looking little mud figure in the yard through gritted teeth, furious.

Turning around, he saw Gao Qingya covering her mouth, laughing so hard tears were almost streaming down her face, and he roared:
"Gao Qingya, if you don't hurry up and throw these disgusting things out, I'll throw both of you out!"

Gao Qingya stopped laughing, immediately found a bucket, caught the hopping frogs inside, and grabbed Jiang Qiyue, rushing into the bathroom.

"Third sister, Yueyue's shoes!"

Hua Hua rushed in carrying a pair of children's crystal sandals. Sensing the strange atmosphere in the yard, she looked up and saw her second sister with a cold, beautiful face, as if she wanted to devour someone.

Hua Hua sensed something was wrong, quickly put down Jiang Qiyue's shoes, and hurriedly said to Grandma Tian:
"Grandma, Second Sister, Dad caught a lot of fish! Come to our house for dinner tonight!"

He turned and ran, faster than a rabbit.

Half an hour later.

After being washed clean by her aunt, Jiang Qiyue, wearing a red bib and red lantern shorts, acted as if nothing had happened and clingily climbed over to sit next to her mother.

"Mommy, fish! Uncle caught so many!"

Afraid that his mother wouldn't understand, the little guy spread his hands out as wide as possible to show that there were that many fish.

Receiving no response, I nervously glanced at my mother. Oh no, Mom's really angry!
He quickly turned around, hugged his mother's arm, looked up at her, and said:
"Mommy, please don't be angry, okay?"

After being washed, Jiang Qiyue had a round face, round eyes, a pert little nose, and a round little mouth, with an apple-shaped haircut. She looked just like a porcelain doll drawn on a matryoshka doll.

Seeing that little face smiling at her so ingratiatingly, Gao Qinghe couldn't stay angry no matter how angry she was.

He pulled the little one close and said sternly, "You're not allowed to catch frogs next time, understand?"

"Mom's scared?" Jiang Qiyue tilted her head and asked, puzzled.

Gao Qinghe: "."

"Ahem, Mommy isn't afraid of toads, Mommy is worried that toads might have parasites on them, and what would happen if those parasites crawled into your little belly?"

Jiang Qiyue immediately clutched her stomach, bent over, and said with a pained expression, "It hurts."

"So, you're not allowed to catch toads anymore, or your stomach will hurt, you know?"

The little girl nodded as if she understood, "I won't catch frogs anymore, Mommy, don't be angry."

"Alright, alright, Mom's not angry anymore." What else could Gao Qinghe do but forgive her, of course?

He squeezed the chubby little hand and asked, "Are you thirsty after playing all day?"

I scooped a spoonful of watermelon and held it to my daughter's mouth.

The little girl had been running around all day, and with the sun shining brightly outside, she was thirsty.

She opened her mouth wide and gulped down the watermelon her mother fed her, her eyes squinting with delight. "More!"

Gao Qingya walked in carrying Jiang Qiyue's clean shoes and pointed to the door.

"Sister, Little Grass's mom next door is looking for you."

What does Ouyang Yan want with her?
Gao Qinghe put Jiang Qiyue down, and she immediately grabbed a spoon and started scooping out watermelon herself. She wasn't good with the spoon and wanted to eat quickly, so she buried her head and started munching.

That greedy girl.

Gao Qinghe shook her head helplessly, gestured for her younger sister to watch over her daughter, and walked out the door, puzzled. (End of Chapter)