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

However, even though that's what she said, when it really came time to take her daughter to kindergarten, Gao Qinghe would still get up and walk her to the gate of the community.

After all, she's my child, and I want to give her as much love as I can within my means.

The kindergarten was right across the street. She watched the children walk into the kindergarten before going to buy breakfast.

The new company seems to be quite busy. Jiang Baohai gets up at 7:30 every morning and doesn't get home until 8 pm.

The task of picking up and dropping off the children fell to Gao Qinghe alone.

Sometimes I oversleep in the afternoon and kindergarten is already over.

She rushed downstairs to pick up her child and found that Sister Zhen and Gu Nanxing had been standing with Jiang Qiyue at the kindergarten gate waiting for her mother.

"Mom, did you oversleep again?"

Jiang Qiyue didn't blame her mother; she just asked her out of curiosity why.

Gao Qinghe: "Of course not, Mom is just busy with work and it's a little late."

Jiang Qiyue always knew that her mother had a job, because that's what her mother always said to others.

But she still doesn't know what her mother does for a living.

So, out of curiosity, I asked, "Mom, what work did you do today?"

Gao Qinghe said in a serious tone, "Mom is planning the bus route for us to go to the Children's Palace swimming pool tomorrow afternoon. How about it? It's your first time riding a bus, aren't you excited?"

Children are easy to please, and Jiang Qiyue's attention was immediately drawn to the bus.

There are no buses in Qing County yet. Jiang Qiyue only knows that her father drives when he goes out, and her mother takes a taxi or rides a bicycle when she goes out.

Occasionally, her mother would drive her to visit her maternal grandparents.

So in the little guy's mind, going out means either taking a taxi or riding a bicycle.

This was the first time I'd ever heard of a bus, so I kept asking Gao Qinghe about it the whole way.

The mother and daughter did not go home, but instead went to the same restaurant they had eaten at last time for dinner.

As soon as the dishes were served, Jiang Qiyue showed a disgusted expression and reluctantly picked up a spoon under her mother's gaze.

She wants to eat her grandmother's cooking, or her wife's cooking.

The little girl had been spoiled by her grandmother and madam since she was little. She wrinkled her nose, sniffed the food served at the restaurant, and said with a pitiful expression:
"Mom, the vegetables smell bad."

"You don't have to eat if you're not hungry. Anyway, your mom doesn't know how to cook, so we'll just have to wait for your dad to come back and cook noodles."

Gao Qinghe looked at it and realized that the vegetables were just not as fresh as freshly picked ones.

But the small restaurant downstairs in the neighborhood isn't a big restaurant, and the taste is already better than all the other restaurants on the street. What more could you ask for?

Dongdong's comment: [A little bit of maternal love, but not much.]

Gao Qinghe scoffed, "Why don't you do it?"

Dongdong: [I don't even have a body!]

"You really want to cook for her?" Gao Qinghe was surprised.

Dongdong: [.]

Jiang Qiyue could only pick up the spoon and eat large mouthfuls of white rice.

He really doesn't hold back when it comes to food; he didn't eat a single bite.

After all, she was her own child. Before going home, Gao Qinghe took her to a cake shop and bought her a cream bread, which made the little one happy again.

She blinked her big eyes expectantly and asked, "Mommy, can I have a piece of bread tomorrow too?"

Gao Qinghe thought about it seriously for three minutes, "No, let's do it every two days."

That's great!
My mom didn't let me eat too many sweets before.

Jiang Qiyue was so happy she spun around on the spot. When her grandmother called that evening, she immediately shared the good news with her.

Qi Lianxin was shocked: "Baby, what did you say? They gave you cream bread?"

Jiang Qiyue put the phone on the table, played with Transformers cards in her hand, and responded with a soft "hmm".

She loves cream bread; the sweet cream is so delicious.

Unfortunately, we can only eat it once every two days.

This made Qi Lianxin very distressed, and she carefully asked her granddaughter what she had eaten for three meals a day during her stay in the provincial capital.

Jiang Qiyue has a good memory. After thinking carefully, she said, "I eat steamed buns and rice noodles when I get up in the morning, have lunch at school, eat at a restaurant with my mom in the evening, and eat noodles with my dad!"

"Oh, and Mom ordered milk! Dad bought lots of cookies and cakes. Sometimes we eat cookies in the morning. Grandma, what do you eat?" The little guy even knows to reciprocate and cares about what his grandma eats every day.

Qi Lianxin was angry and didn't answer her granddaughter's question. Instead, she told her to call her father over to answer the phone.

Jiang Qiyue looked up at the gate. "Grandma, Dad hasn't come back yet."

"Why isn't she back yet? Where's Mom?"

Jiang Qiyue glanced again at her mother, who was lying on the sofa with a face mask on and watching TV.

"Mom is watching TV."

I'll secretly tell on her, but Mom probably won't hear.

Jiang Qiyue leaned closer to the phone and whispered to her grandmother, "Grandma, Mom took the remote control from me. I want to watch Doraemon."

"grandmother?"

There was no sound from the other end of the phone, only a faint sobbing. Jiang Qiyue called out "Grandma" several times in confusion.

Just as she thought her grandmother had hung up the phone and was about to hang up herself...

Grandma's voice, choked with sobs, came through the phone again.

"My poor little darling, Grandma will be coming to see you in a couple of days. How about I make your favorite braised pork ribs for you?"

Jiang Qiyue's eyes widened in surprise, "Great!"

Gao Qinghe suddenly sat up. "Mom, bring more spare ribs. I love braised spare ribs the most!"

Qi Lianxin: "."

Gao Qinghe gave her daughter a look, and Jiang Qiyue immediately held the phone to her mother's ear.

"Mom, do you know how to buy train tickets? If not, I'll have Miaomiao buy them for you. Let me know in advance when you come, and I'll have Lao Jiang pick you up at the station."

"Oh, by the way, it's getting cold, remember to bring a thick coat. It's okay if you don't, I'll take you to the mall to buy one when you get there."

Gao Qinghe spoke for five minutes straight.

If Qi Lianxin on the other side still doesn't know her "sinister intentions," then she has wasted the last fifty years of her life.

Before hanging up the phone, Qi Lianxin stubbornly added, "I'm just here to see my granddaughter. I'll be back in two days."

She will not leave the old house!
Gao Qinghe replied perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, yes, yes, yes."

She was met with a dial tone on the phone.

"Mom, is Grandma coming?"

Gao Qinghe smiled slyly, "Yes, we'll have a good meal again."

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, both seeing a longing for food in each other's eyes.

After removing her face mask, Gao Qinghe led her daughter to the bathroom to wash up, and was complaining about why Jiang Baohai hadn't come home yet.

The phone rang.

"I'll pick it up!"

Jiang Qiyue eagerly raised her hand, received her mother's approval, and rushed to the phone. She picked it up and said, "Hello? This is Yueyue."

A woman's soft laughter came from the other end of the phone. It wasn't Dad, it was Aunt Yanqiu!

Jiang Qiyue hurriedly called out, "Mom!"

"What are you doing?" Gao Qinghe used her shoulder and face to continue applying face cream.

She didn't believe that Huang Yanqiu had suddenly missed her when she called at this hour.

Sure enough, Huang Yanqiu exclaimed excitedly, "Breaking news!"

"Qinghe, do you know that Zhou Zhenghua and Hao Huaping have been reported for having an affair? The situation was already tense, and now that this news has come out, their futures are over!"

"By the way, Qinghe, do you know whose daughter Hao Huaping is? If it weren't for this report, I wouldn't have known that Hao Huaping actually has such a powerful background!"

Gao Qinghe was stunned for a moment. Did this happen in her past life?
However, she couldn't say she knew nothing about Hao Huaping's background; she could only say she knew it very well.

But she still feigned surprise and asked, "Whose daughter is she? What's her background?"

"Her father is the mayor!"

After Huang Yanqiu finished speaking, she waited for Gao Qinghe to be shocked. (End of this chapter)