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

Gao Qinghe leaned lazily against the security door.

Watching the numbers on the indicator lights drop down layer by layer, I silently counted in my mind:
One, two, three, four
When the count reached six, the falling floors began to rise one floor at a time.

With a "ding!", the closed elevator doors reopened.

Two duffel bags were thrown out.

Qi Lianxin, hands on her hips, stormed out of the elevator and gritted her teeth at Gao Qinghe, who was leaning against the door with a victorious smile:
"I'm not leaving!"

She couldn't just stand by and watch her precious child live a life where the microwave could explode at any moment!

Gao Qinghe stepped forward and took her mother-in-law's hand. "Mom, I knew it. Grandmothers love their granddaughters the most. Yueyue is so lucky to have you as her grandma."

As she spoke, she turned around and gestured to the father and daughter who were standing frozen at the elevator door, urging them to quickly take Grandma's luggage bag home.

Surrounded by her family of three, Qi Lianxin couldn't help but smile as she walked into her new home.

But the joy lasted less than a minute before he was reminded of the things he couldn't let go of back home.

Just as I was hesitating to speak, I heard Gao Qinghe say:
"Don't worry, I can solve it by making a phone call to my second aunt. Ask her to take care of the chickens and ducks you raise and the vegetables you grow back home. Let her keep the money as a reward for our hard work."

"As for your belongings, Mom, I'll have Miaomiao bring them over later. He has the spare key I left behind. But don't worry about the big items; we don't need them. Just leave them at our old home."

Gao Qinghe poured a glass of milk for herself and her mother-in-law. It was cold. Qi Lianxin subconsciously picked it up and drank it, her gums shivering from the cold.

She's told me a million times that I should take the milk out of the fridge and heat it up before drinking it, but no one listens to her.

"Give me!"

Qi Lianxin stood up, snatched the cup from Gao Qinghe's hand, and took it to the microwave to heat it up.

He was still muttering about the things he couldn't bear to part with back in his hometown.

Gao Qinghe gestured for Jiang Baohai to bring a notebook, wrote everything down, crossed out the troublesome ones, and finally made a list, which she then handed to Qi Lianxin.

Miaomiao unplugged all the appliances, cleaned them, and locked them in the bedroom.

The pots, pans, and utensils in the new house are all brand new, but we'll keep them at the old house so we'll have something to use if we go back to live there.

As for the other furniture in the house, Miaomiao will buy plastic sheets to cover them to prevent dust.

Qi Lianxin also kept her own sewing machine and other items.

“This won’t do,” Qi Lianxin said reluctantly. “The sewing machine at home was my dowry. It’s been used for decades. I can’t find one that’s more convenient to use.”

Gao Qinghe said, "Now there are new sewing machines, with electric motors and foot pedals, which are much more efficient than the old ones. I'll have Yueyue's dad take you to buy one later."

Qi Lianxin shook her head, "No, no, I'm not used to it. I prefer my sewing machine."

Gao Qinghe looked helplessly at her husband, Jiang Baohai, who understood his mother well, and they discussed it:
“Sending large items here is not cheap. It’s better to buy a new one at the market, one for each side. Otherwise, if you go back to your hometown one day, you might not be able to use it anymore.”

Qi Lianxin: "Well, that's fine then. How much is it? Is it expensive? Do I need a ticket?"

Prices in the 1960s were definitely different from those in the 1990s, and fearing she wouldn't accept it, Jiang Baohai said evasively:
"We don't need tickets anymore. Now that our industry is developed, it's definitely cheaper than when you bought it before."

Qi Lianxin then clutched her pounding heart, feeling a little relieved.

"Well, how about I go back first, take care of things, and then come back?"

After thinking for a while, Qi Lianxin still asked tentatively, not entirely at ease.

Jiang Baohai put Jiang Qiyue down in front of her grandmother and said, "Miaomiao is reliable, so you can rest assured. Take your granddaughter downstairs to play in the sand."

If they don't let the little one out soon, her overflowing energy will drive him and his wife crazy.

"Grandma~" Jiang Qiyue blinked her big eyes, looking at her grandmother expectantly, her heart already yearning to go out.

Qi Lianxin sighed and kept telling herself to relax. She gestured for her granddaughter to wait a moment, then went to fill a kettle with water and grab some snacks before the grandmother and granddaughter prepared to go downstairs.

"Xiao He".

Qi Lianxin suddenly remembered and asked, "What is Miaomiao doing in the provincial capital?"

Gao Qinghe, who was carrying her mother-in-law's luggage into the room, turned her head and replied, "My eldest cousin is getting married, and he's here to attend the wedding."

Thinking about the time, I thought, "He'll come the day after tomorrow. I'll call him in a bit and ask him to take care of things back home."

With only one day left, Gao Qinghe believed her younger brother could do it! Half an hour later.

Upon receiving the phone call, Gao Qingmiao broke down and demanded, "Gao Qinghe! Do you want to exhaust your own brother to death in just one day?!"

Gao Qinghe raised her nose and asked, "What did you call me?"

Besides, she told him now that, to be precise, he still had a day and a half to deal with it, so how could he be exhausted?

A sense of danger traveled along the telephone line to Gao Qingmiao, and the young man quickly coughed twice and said:

"Sister, don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Gao Qinghe gave a soft snort before hanging up the phone.

After thinking for a moment, she called her parents' home again to tell her father to remember to buy tickets in advance so he could come to the wedding.

Gao Chongyi has already received the notification from the old house that his nephew is getting married. It's the first big happy event since he reunited with his family, and he will definitely come. He even asked the village for leave in advance.

"When you have time, go see your mom and tell her that I already notified her last time, but I was afraid she would forget because she was busy."

Before hanging up the phone, Gao Chongyi gave some instructions.

Gao Qinghe nodded in agreement.

Seeing that his wife had hung up the phone, Jiang Baohai asked curiously:

“We’ve been in the city for a while now, and we’ve called for Mom several times. Every time she says she’ll come as soon as she’s done with her work, but she hasn’t come yet. What is she busy with?”

"Are you encountering difficulties with the project?"

Gao Qinghe understood what he meant: if she encountered difficulties with funds or other things, she could tell them, and perhaps they could help.

But since Mom didn't say anything, she must be able to handle it herself.

"I'm going to buy a wedding dress tomorrow, would you like to come along, Mr. Jiang?"

Gao Qinghe specifically reminded him, "This is my cousin's first wedding. In addition to the monetary gift, I would like to prepare another gift."

Does that mean you won't prepare a gift the second time?

Jiang Baohai said, "We'll go together tomorrow, but I don't know what my brother-in-law at the research institute likes."

Preparing a monetary gift is easy, but you can't just give any gift; you should at least make sure it suits the recipient's taste.

This touches on Gao Qinghe's blind spot.

“I’ve never met him either. My dad says my older cousin is very serious and a bit dull.”

Jiang Baohai gave a "hey," waved his hand as if he knew everything, and said:

"Got it, socially awkward scientists, that's how all researchers are."

All his attention was focused on scientific research; he was not good at socializing.

Gao Qinghe rolled her eyes at him, "That's a stereotype."

However, based on my father's description, my eldest cousin really has a stereotypical image.

"Then let's give him something practical, like a brand new big-screen TV?"

Jiang Baohai looked at his wife. As far as he knew, the salary for scientific research was not high.

Of course, one can afford to buy a color TV, but may not be willing to spend the money.

Gao Qinghe thought about it and realized that giving home appliances as a wedding gift was indeed a good idea.

However, she has to make a phone call first to test the waters and see if the old house has made any preparations.

If the old house provides these, we can replace them with other appliances.

Without further ado, as soon as her daughter returned home covered in sand with her grandmother, Gao Qinghe immediately had her daughter call her new wife to greet the old lady.

After some subtle questioning, Gao Qinghe learned that her uncle and aunt had already prepared a color TV and a refrigerator, so she decided to give them a washing machine. (End of Chapter)