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

At eight o'clock in the morning, the system's "Dongdong" brand alarm clock rang on time.

Gao Qinghe was extremely unwilling. She first snuggled into her husband's arms, casually touching his abs, before getting up.

Jiang Baohai: "."

I can't even get a little sleep after my second nap!
I woke up with a sudden burst of anger and reached out to pull the person who started it back to me for some tenderness, but instead, I was slapped away by a hand.

"I need to go buy groceries, or there won't be any fresh ones left," Gao Qinghe said irritably.

She glanced at the alarm clock by the bedside, not daring to delay any longer, quickly put on her thick cotton coat and corduroy pants, and rushed into the bathroom.

Jiang Baohai sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. He leaned against the headboard for half a minute before getting up.

“I’ll give you a ride,” he said.

Having finished washing up, Gao Qinghe turned around and smiled, saying in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Honey, you're so good to me~"

Jiang Baohai shrugged, shaking off the goosebumps that had appeared on his skin, and said with a smile:

"When I'm happy, it's because I'm so good to my husband. When I'm unhappy, it's because I'm like Jiang Baohai telling me to get out of here."

He leaned closer and kissed her lips. Jiang Baohai quickly tidied himself up, took his wife's hand, and the couple went out affectionately.

Jiang Baohai escorted Gao Qinghe to the entrance of the vegetable market before leaving.

Gao Qinghe pulled her collar tighter, thinking how cold the winter mornings were. She wished she could have takeout delivered to her door.

Unfortunately, this platform will be available in another twenty years, so it's more realistic for her to buy more today and stock up.

Jiang Qiyue said last night that she wanted to eat spinach today, so Gao Qinghe carried a cloth bag made by her mother-in-law and headed straight for spinach as soon as she entered the market.

Even in winter, the vegetable markets in the provincial capital are not very well stocked; if you arrive late, the fresh green vegetables will be sold out long ago.

Moreover, after moving to the provincial capital, it seemed like this was her first time at the market. She was a little unsure of where to go, yawning and still sleepy. She observed the place for a while before finally finding her way.

After buying pork, crucian carp, Chinese cabbage, scallions, ginger, garlic, and other meats and vegetables, Gao Qinghe still couldn't find spinach, so she decided to just let things take their course.

Anyway, she didn't believe Jiang Qiyue could recognize what spinach looked like. She would just stir-fry some cabbage and serve it to her, and she would enjoy it just the same.

To be honest, Gao Qinghe found it quite interesting to go out to buy groceries for the first time.

But having her come every day doesn't seem so wonderful.

"My mother-in-law has really worked hard," Gao Qinghe murmured to herself, deciding to buy another pork rib and half a winter melon to make a soup at home to nourish herself after her hard shopping day.

Dongdong: [You're so filial!]

After years of entanglement, the system has learned Gao Qinghe's sarcastic and unsettling manner, and deliberately uses sarcasm and irony.

Gao Qinghe chuckled, urging inwardly, "Spinach, spinach, where is spinach? Are you even looking for me?!"

Dongdong: [I saw it. It's about 50 meters southeast, at an old lady's stall.]

Gao Qinghe smiled with delight and quickly headed in the direction indicated by the system. After walking a few steps, she indeed saw an old woman setting up a stall, carefully displaying bunches of fresh, green spinach.

Gao Qinghe quickly bought two.

Sure enough, just as she finished paying, a group of elderly men and women who were buying groceries noticed this rare patch of green in the winter and swarmed over.

The two old men even started arguing over who should get the last bunch of spinach.

Gao Qinghe left, concealing her merits and fame.

She slung the cloth bag across her shoulder, it was full of meat and vegetables, bulging out. In her hand, she also carried two large crucian carp strung together with a rope.

Even so, it couldn't hide her delicate, pale, and ethereal beauty, which drew attention.

Gao Qinghe suddenly felt a gaze with an ambiguous meaning fall on her.

His gaze was filled with surprise, amazement, resentment, and a hint of barely perceptible jealousy.

Although it dissipated quickly, Gao Qinghe still keenly noticed it. She turned around abruptly, her beautiful eyes scanning the room, and met a pair of panicked faces.

Their eyes met, and both of them were startled at the same time.

"Hao Huaping?" Gao Qinghe exclaimed in surprise, never expecting that the person who had been spying on her from behind was actually Hao Huaping.

The two were not far apart when Hao Huaping heard Gao Qinghe call her name. She hurriedly turned around and left.

Gao Qinghe asked in surprise, "What's she doing here?"

And the system didn't even notify her of the female lead's appearance—what were they up to?
Dongdong: [I'm innocent! Didn't you dislike it when I reminded you that the male and female leads were nearby? I shut up, how can you blame me!]

Gao Qinghe: "Okay, I forgive you this time."

Dongdong was puffed up with anger, as if it had done something wrong. Gao Qinghe, you big bad guy!

Gao Qinghe followed her curiously for a few steps and found Hao Huaping carrying a stack of flyers, hiding in an old residential building outside the vegetable market.

A flyer drifted down to Gao Qinghe's feet. She picked it up and saw that it was a winter vacation enrollment flyer from a certain educational institution.

No way, no way, Hao Huaping couldn't find a formal job in the provincial capital, so she came to work part-time at a training institution?

Wait a minute, if Hao Huaping is still in the provincial capital and can't find a formal job, what about Zhou Zhenghua?
Where is he?

Could it be that he left Hao Huaping alone in the provincial capital to bear his father's anger and went back to the county town by himself?

Gao Qinghe felt she needed to call Huang Yanqiu.

But not now, she's treating everyone to dinner today.

After glancing at the location of the training institution again, Gao Qinghe threw the flyer into a roadside trash can, picked up the supplies she had purchased that day, and went home.

Oh, I had breakfast at the rice noodle shop downstairs before entering the community, and I also packed three more portions to go.

I forgot to bring my lunchbox when I went out, and the owner of the noodle shop kindly provided it for me. I'll return the lunchbox after I finish eating.

Saving herself the trouble of making breakfast, Gao Qinghe went into the kitchen, picked up a sharp cleaver, and began to kill the fish.

She's inviting Xiang Nanfei to dinner today, so she'll have to prepare some fancy dishes like chicken, duck, and fish.

I had been planning to treat everyone for a while, but last time my daughter almost got lost on her way to kindergarten, thanks to Xiang Nanfei.

Jiang Baohai had long wanted to treat him to a meal to express his gratitude, but his mother-in-law was hospitalized, which delayed the matter.

We can't delay any longer.

If we delay any longer, they'll be going back to their hometown for the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Yu went downstairs to return the lunchbox.

Qi Lianxin put her arm around her granddaughter's shoulder with her uninjured hand. The two of them stood far away at the kitchen door, watching Gao Qinghe wielding a knife in the kitchen with a series of "bang bang bang" sounds. Their shoulders shrugged, and a hint of fear showed in their eyes.

Gao Qinghe turned around and gave them a confident smile. Killing fish? A piece of cake!
As expected, the fish died, and the kitchen looked like a crime scene.

Gao Qinghe stood with her hands on her hips in front of the messy stove, lost in thought.

A minute later, she turned around and asked, "Sweetie, is Auntie back yet?"

Jiang Qiyue shook her head obediently.

“Very good.” Gao Qinghe decisively took off her apron, opened the door, and walked to the elevator.

After waiting a short while, a ding sounded, and Jiang Yu returned.

Gao Qinghe pushed the person who was about to leave back, took out a hundred yuan from her wallet and stuffed it into her pocket, saying:
"Go downstairs to that restaurant we used to frequent and order a few dishes to take home. We'll treat everyone to dinner tonight."

She's not cooking anymore! (End of Chapter)