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

"grandmother!"

Qi Lianxin, who was feeling sleepy, was suddenly awakened and looked up toward the source of the sound.

Before I could see it clearly, I felt something small bump into me with a "thud," and I instinctively reached out to catch it.

Only then did I realize, wasn't this my precious grandson!

"Grandma, Grandma?"

Jiang Qiyue noticed that her grandmother was staring blankly, so she raised her little hand and waved it in front of her grandmother's eyes.

Qi Lianxin's lips curled into a smile, and she quickly hugged the little one in her arms tightly, "Grandma's sweet grandson, Grandma has missed you so much!"

Jiang Qiyue said, "I miss my grandma so much!"

"Sweetie, are you here to pick up Grandma?" Qi Lian lovingly put the child down gently and smoothed her bangs, which were stuck together with sweat, turning her apple-shaped bangs into a bright, shiny mess.

Jiang Qiyue chuckled and pointed to the man and woman behind her, "Mom and Dad are here too."

Gao Qinghe and Jiang Baohai smiled in exactly the same way. "Mom, let's go home."

Qi Lianxin was seething with anger, and seeing these two made her furious.

I was just about to question them about whether they wanted to abandon me on the street and leave my mother behind.

Jiang Qiyue quickly pulled her grandmother's hand and walked outside, saying, "Grandma, let's go home."

The little guy said pitifully, "I'm hungry, I want to eat Grandma's cooking."

As she spoke, she patted her belly to indicate that she was really, really hungry.

Qi Lianxin's heart softened immediately, and she said to her son in a bad mood, "These two bundles are full of vegetables that I picked fresh this morning. You better handle them carefully and don't ruin them!"

Turning to face the smiling Gao Qinghe, he snorted angrily, "You, you..." He wanted to curse but didn't dare. Oh well, he decided not to!
She carried her eldest grandson and got into the car first.

Jiang Baohai loaded the goods into the car, and Gao Qinghe couldn't resist secretly opening a hole to take a look. It really was all fresh vegetables.

Wait, there's even meat!

Wow, it's pork ribs from a local breed!

The couple exchanged an excited glance, swallowed hard, clapped their hands, quickly closed the trunk, jumped into the car, and drove the "chef" towards the residential area.

What used to be a 20-minute drive took only 18 minutes.

Qi Lianxin learned about the family's meals during this period from Jiang Qiyue on the way.

He shook his head, tsk-tsk, and complained that they were useless, unable to even cook. Yet, he also felt sorry for the family of three who weren't eating well.

Of course, the main reason is that I feel sorry for her precious baby, who eats plain white rice every meal.

Qi Lianxin was so eager to cook a good meal for her precious baby that she didn't even have time to visit her son and daughter-in-law's new home before heading into the kitchen with two large bags of vegetables.

The new residential area uses natural gas stoves, but the old house already had a liquefied gas stove, so Qi Lianxin figured it out after a couple of tries.

Soon, the fresh ingredients were prepared, washed and chopped, and the oil was heated over high heat. The kitchen was filled with the first-ever aroma of fresh wok hei (wok aroma).

Gao Qinghe, Jiang Baohai, and Jiang Qiyue, a family of three, stood around the kitchen doorway, eagerly waiting for the food to be served.

Gao Qinghe actually wanted to help, but Qi Lianxin decisively refused as soon as she made the request.

How could Qi Lianxin not know what kind of useless person her daughter-in-law was?
Asking her for help would mean doing half the work myself, which is a waste of time and energy!
An hour later, a sumptuous meal was presented to the family of three.

Five dishes and a soup, a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, with a large plate of Gao Qinghe's favorite braised pork ribs.

In addition, there are Jiang Baohai's favorite dishes: stir-fried bitter melon with eggs and dried small fish with green peppers, and Jiang Qiyue's favorite dishes: shiitake mushroom and beef meatballs and vermicelli and egg custard.

And a whole old hen stewed in fresh chicken soup. The chicken was freshly slaughtered and brought by Qilian Xin that morning. The weather wasn't too hot, and it was still very fresh when opened. Stewed with various dried mushrooms, it was so delicious that you'd want to swallow your tongue.

Jiang Qiyue found her small plastic bowl, held it up above her head with both hands, and said, "Dad, please give me a big bowl of rice."

As he spoke, his saliva was practically dripping down his face.

While her mother-in-law wasn't looking, Gao Qinghe quickly picked up two meatballs, stuffed one into her daughter's mouth to stop the drool from flowing out, and then popped it into her own mouth. The aroma made her brows relax.

Jiang Baohai looked helplessly at the mother and daughter who were stealing food, and quickly sped up the serving of rice.

At a marble dining table that can seat twelve people at the same time, a family of three sat around a corner, eating without saying a word.

Looking at the way these starving ghosts were reincarnated, Qi Lianxin shook his head and sighed, "What kind of sins have they committed?"

I casually snatched a big spoonful of steamed egg custard from her parents' hands for my slow-eating baby.

"Sweetie, eat slowly. We're not in a hurry. Tell Grandma what you want to eat, and Grandma will make it for you again tomorrow."

Jiang Qiyue didn't have time to speak, she just nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with gratitude as she looked at her grandmother.

Qi Lianxin felt a pang of heartache watching this. Seeing her son and daughter-in-law eating so quickly, and the mushroom and beef balls were almost gone, she snatched the plate away and placed it in front of her precious son.

The rest belongs to her precious baby, neither of you can touch them!

Jiang Baohai and Gao Qinghe exchanged a glance. "Tch, they'll eat something else. They don't care about beef balls."

After finishing most of the dishes on the table, the family of three finally slowed down.

Qi Lianxin finally picked up her chopsticks and ate half a bowl of rice with little appetite.

I was in such a rush to cook when I came in that I didn't notice until now that the kitchen in this new house is so clean that you can use the countertop as a mirror. It looks like it's never been used before.

"What do you usually eat?" Qi Lianxin asked curiously.

Jiang Qiyue knew the answer to this question and raised her hand to answer, but her mouth was full of food and she couldn't speak.

Gao Qinghe chuckled and gently tapped her daughter's head, reminding her to concentrate on eating.

She answered her mother-in-law's question in a relaxed tone, saying, "We can eat at the restaurant downstairs. We can order whatever we want, and we don't have to clean up. It's very convenient."

Jiang Baohai also said, "Our family is small, so eating at the restaurant is more cost-effective than cooking at home."

Only Jiang Qiyue shook her head, signaling to her grandmother not to believe them!

Grandma Mingming's cooking is the best; it's a hundred times better than what you can eat in a restaurant.

Jiang Qiyue struggled to swallow the last bite of rice, and holding her grandmother's hand, said:
"Grandma, don't go. Yueyue wants to eat Grandma's cooking."

Qi Lianxin patted her granddaughter's face reassuringly, "Don't worry, Grandma's not leaving yet."

She then remembered to ask her son and daughter-in-law where the nearby farmers' market was so she could go shopping for groceries.

The supporting facilities near the new residential area are not yet complete, and the nearest farmers' market is a 20-minute walk away.

Gao Qinghe pointed out a direction to her mother-in-law, and Qi Lianxin carefully noted it down, planning to get up early the next morning and go to the market to see what was available for sale.

Most of the things she brought were meat and vegetables, and she only brought two sets of clothes to change into, so it was clear that she didn't plan to stay long.

Jiang Baohai glanced at his wife secretly, and Gao Qinghe mouthed silently: Watch me outsmart her.

Jiang Baohai was relieved. He finished the last sip of chicken soup, got up, and put the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen sink.

Jiang Qiyue is usually the most proactive in doing things, but today she was busy showing her grandmother around the new house.

However, Jiang Baohai simply cleared away the bowls; it only took him half a minute to finish. (End of Chapter)