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

In the evening, Xiang Nanfei politely visited with gifts.

Mr. and Mrs. Gao Qinghe warmly welcomed them in.

Gao Qinghe pointed to the table full of colorful and delicious dishes and said, "Look, I went to the market early this morning to buy so many vegetables to treat you. I specially made this table of dishes for you."

Xiang Nanfei glanced at the dishes on the table, then at the smiling Gao Qinghe, feeling flattered and overwhelmed.

"Boss, you can cook too?"

Gao Qinghe nodded with her hands on her hips, "Of course, come and see, isn't it great?"

As Xiang Nanfei approached, the plate holding the food looked increasingly familiar.

"Boss, this looks...it seems...it's a plate from Xu's Restaurant downstairs?"

Gao Qinghe smiled gently at him, while Xiang Nanfei chuckled twice, raised his hand and gave an OK sign, indicating that he understood.

Knowing when to keep quiet is an essential skill for an outstanding employee.

Xiang Nanfei cooperated by trying each dish and gave a thumbs-up to the owner, praising his superb culinary skills as the best in the province!

Gao Qinghe was satisfied, and so was the whole family.

Only the honest Jiang Qiyue couldn't stand the heavy oil and strong flavors of the restaurants outside, so he just ate the white rice in his small bowl, taking big mouthfuls.

Qi Lianxin felt sorry for the child and quickly served her a bowl of egg drop soup.

On the dining table, only this egg drop soup was brought out from the kitchen at home.

It was made by Jiang Yu.

It doesn't taste as good as Qilian Heart, but it still has a salty flavor.

Jiang Qiyue glanced gratefully at her grandmother, then made herself dinner with rice soaked in egg drop soup.

After finishing most of the dishes, Xiang Nanfei, mentally prepared, tentatively asked:

"Boss, are you really not going to the company's annual party?"

Gao Qinghe, who was feeling sleepy from being so full, paused for a moment, shook her head, and pointed at Jiang Yu opposite her.

"Look, I've brought you a college student!"

Xiang Nanfei already knew that Jiang Yu was going to intern at the company. Upon hearing this, he nodded to Jiang Yu to welcome her.

Jiang Yu was a little excited and stood up, saying, "I will study hard!"

Xiang Nanfei said, "You are the first college graduate in our company, and the one with the highest academic qualifications."

"Our company will start its annual holiday in ten days. So, come with me to the company first thing tomorrow morning to familiarize yourself with the company and get used to it. Things will probably get busy after the New Year."

Jiang Yu nodded, looking forward to it.

After dinner, Xiang Nanfei prepared to go back.

Before leaving, he asked Gao Qinghe again if she wanted to attend the company's annual meeting.

Gao Qinghe thought for a moment, then gestured for Xiang Nanfei to wait, went back to her bedroom, and took out five thousand yuan in cash to give to him.

"Let's use this money to play a lottery game for everyone. Whoever wins will get the money. Consider it a small reward for everyone's hard work this year."

The company currently has a total of twenty employees, including General Manager Xiang Nanfei.

The 5,000 yuan is divided among 250 yuan per person, which is equivalent to a month's basic salary.

Xiang Nanfei suddenly realized that it didn't matter whether the boss attended the annual meeting or not, as long as the bonus was paid.

"Don't worry, boss. I'll tell everyone later that this is your good intention. We will all work hard and follow you to make the company great!"

Having finished flattering him, he left in high spirits.

The next day, Jiang Yu began her first internship with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Before the Lunar New Year, the two sisters-in-law were in charge of cooking: Gao Qinghe was in charge of breakfast and lunch, and Jiang Yu was in charge of dinner.

It seems like Gao Qinghe is at a disadvantage by providing two meals a day, but actually dinner is the most important meal of the day.

Qi Lianxin simply cannot lift heavy objects, and with one hand in a sling, it is not very convenient for her to operate.

But heating milk in the microwave or mixing oatmeal with milk powder is still quite easy. Plus, Gao Qinghe bought a bunch of bread and jam and kept them at home, so breakfast is always a breeze.

If you're really tired of the same old breakfast, just go downstairs and buy some.

Qi Lianxin is not picky about Chinese food; he eats whatever is given to him.

Although Gao Qinghe can't cook elaborate dishes, she does a good job of making soups and stir-frying seasonal vegetables.

If you just go through the motions every day, it seems like there's no difference from before.

The only difference is that Jiang Qiyue now has more opportunities to eat snacks than before her grandmother was injured.

Actually, the one who suffered the most was Gao Qinghe herself. She endured these days until Jiang Baohai went on vacation, and finally it was over.

Qi Lianxin had lived most of her life before she realized that her son was actually quite a good cook.

Life is returning to normal, and the New Year is just around the corner.

This is the first time since getting married that Qi Lianxin hasn't had to prepare a New Year's Eve dinner.

The feeling was strange; she was both pleased with her children's growth and a little sad.

She suddenly felt old.

It's not that my heart has grown old, but that my body has.

After injuring my hand, nothing feels as easy as before. Sometimes, even just walking around the house for a few laps makes me feel very tired and sleepy.

This feeling made Qi Lianxin inexplicably irritable.

Gao Qinghe said, "You're going through menopause."

"What seven?" Qi Lianxin asked, puzzled.

Gao Qinghe said with a laugh, "Menopause, just relax, it's not a big problem."

Just as he was talking, the doorbell rang.

The whole family looked at each other in bewilderment. It was almost Chinese New Year, and about a quarter of the city residents had left. Who would come to visit at this time?
Gao Qinghe got up to open the door, and Jiang Qiyue followed eagerly behind her mother.

The door opened, and Jiang Qiyue screamed excitedly as she rushed out and hugged her wife, whom she hadn't seen for six months.

"grandmother!"

Gao Qinghe was overjoyed, and then looked at the people behind Grandma Tian: "Dad, Mom, Miaomiao, Yaya, why are you all here?"

Gao Chongyi smiled at Grandma Tian and said, "Your grandma misses her eldest granddaughter, so we wouldn't dare not bring her along."

Grandma Tian rubbed Jiang Qiyue's little face and urged her to go inside, as it was cold outside.

After sending the little one away, I finally had time to take a good look at my eldest granddaughter. She hadn't lost or gained weight, and her face was glowing. It was clear that she was living a very comfortable life.

"Grandma, come in quickly." Gao Qinghe greeted her parents and led her into the house, affectionately taking her grandmother's hand and showing her around her new home.

Qi Lianxin greeted them with delight and quickly asked Jiang Yu to wash and cut the fruit and bring it over. She herself was hanging by one hand and was preparing to brew tea for the guests.

Grandma Tian stopped them.

"Look at your hand! You should rest properly. It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone," said Grandma Tian with concern.

Huang Ying and Gao Chongyi also advised her not to move, and put down the supplements they had specially bought, telling Qi Lianxin to remember to eat them, as they would be good for her recovery.

"Brother-in-law!" Gao Qingmiao and Gao Qingya called out.

After calling for help, Gao Qingmiao rolled up his sleeves and asked where the tea was so he could go brew it.

Seeing how familiar she was with the place, Gao Qingya was unconvinced. She jumped onto her sister's back, tilted her head, and asked her:
"Sis, I need to work too. Tell me if there's anything else you haven't done, and I'll finish it for you today!"

Gao Qinghe was still clinging to her grandmother, and gave her younger sister a helpless smile, warning her to get off her immediately. Without further ado, she pointed at Jiang Yu, who was busy in the kitchen:
"Go, go wash the fruit."

"Order!"

Gao Qingya gave a playful salute, and while her sister wasn't looking, she quickly kissed her on the cheek before darting into the kitchen like a monkey.

Gao Qinghe narrowed her eyes slightly. Such boundless energy; it seemed she hadn't been doing enough homework. (End of Chapter)