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

Chapter 145 You're So Clever
Speaking of this, one can't help but think of Jiang Baohai.

Gao Qinghe coughed twice in annoyance, "I'm fine, answer my question first."

"How could nothing be wrong?" Huang Yanqiu glared angrily. She wasn't a child and wasn't so easily fooled.

Having no other choice, Gao Qinghe could only briefly mention Jiang Baohai's injury and hospitalization.

Huang Yanqiu was on tenterhooks, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Gao Qinghe say that she was out of danger and out of danger.

Gao Qinghe found it strange, "Didn't you dislike him before? Why are you so concerned about him?"

Huang Yanqiu said in a serious tone, "If you like it, I'm afraid it will make you sad."

Gao Qinghe: "."

Touching her own face, she seemed to like it so obviously?
Huang Yanqiu snorted. Good-looking people do look good no matter what expression they make.

That being said, Zheng Laowu insisted on coming along.

His leg has fully recovered, and he was planning to find something to do anyway.

But he refused to get out of bed.

As the youngest in the family, Zheng Laowu was indeed favored by his parents. So, in the months before Huang Yanqiu returned, even though his leg had healed, his sisters-in-law started making sarcastic and indirect remarks, while Zheng Laowu remained at home in bed.

If it weren't for the fact that Huang Yanqiu sent money back home, the Zheng family sisters-in-law would have already started a fight with this younger brother-in-law.

After Huang Yanqiu returned, everyone in the family knew that she had made money with Gao Qinghe and must still have some money. No one said that Zheng Laowu was not doing anything or contributing to the family.

And so, he insisted on following Huang Yanqiu, thinking she was going to have a good life, knowing she was coming to the county town.

In order to follow Huang Yanqiu, he even swore that he would find a job as soon as he arrived in the county town, even if it was just as a laborer on a construction site.

The Zheng brothers had never separated their household, but the fifth brother and his wife came to the county town on their own. Zheng's father declared that Huang Yanqiu and her husband had to send at least 50 yuan home every month.

However, they also receive a share of the grain grown in their hometown every year.

Huang Yanqiu wanted to appease Zheng Laowu first, so as not to prevent the Zheng family from blocking her from coming to the county, so she reluctantly brought him along.

Otherwise, even if Zheng Laowu held a knife to her neck, she wouldn't care.

As for divorce, Huang Yanqiu has stopped thinking about it now that she's pregnant.

For the sake of her child, she secretly resolved to train Zheng Laowu into a qualified father.

She herself doesn't need a husband, but her children must have a qualified father.

However, Zheng Laowu has been behaving well so far. Since she came back, he has always sided with her in everything.

Of course, Huang Yanqiu also knew that Zheng Laowu chose her not just because she could sleep.

The main reason is that she can earn money now.

"Money, it really is a wonderful thing."

Huang Yanqiu took out the eggs and vegetables that Old Lady Tian had asked her to bring and placed them on the kitchen stove, giving a mocking smile.

Of course, she also loves money, and even more so, she loves having the ability to make money.

"I see you still have some spare ribs left. I'll stir-fry some eggs with the vegetables I brought from home, and then stir-fry some greens. Is that all we'll have for dinner?" Huang Yanqiu asked.

When someone volunteered to be the chef, Gao Qingmiao readily agreed.

Gao Qinghe shrugged. "Whatever."

It's going too far for someone who doesn't cook to be picky about food.

“Okay.” Huang Yanqiu nodded and turned to call Zheng Laowu, who was curiously pacing around in the living room, into the kitchen.

"Wash the vegetables, cook the rice." Huang Yanqiu seemed to have done this many times before, skillfully directing Zheng Laowu to do the work.

She was worried that it would be inconvenient for her when she got pregnant, so she started teaching Zheng Laowu how to cook.

Huang Yanqiu doesn't expect him to be a chef, she just wants him to be able to eat his fill and eat clean food.

Zheng Laowu, a notorious good-for-nothing among the village's youth, has a core problem that boils down to one word—laziness!

Because of laziness, he lacks ambition, is not motivated to improve, and is content with mediocrity.

Gao Qinghe taught Huang Yanqiu a trick: coaxing.

This tactic has proven effective time and again.

Simply trying to appease someone by offering them benefits is not a long-term solution.

One day, the donkey will get tired of the carrot dangling in front of it and stop moving forward.

But Huang Yanqiu couldn't think that far ahead. This trick was working for now, so she'd use it for the time being. If it stopped working later, she'd think of another way.

She doesn't need a disobedient donkey for her whole life.

Gao Qinghe and her brother leaned against the kitchen doorway on either side, looking at the strangely harmonious young couple inside, and found it all quite intriguing.

The kitchen was bustling with activity, while the pager on the desk in the room kept beeping.

Gao Qingmiao glanced at her sister and pointed towards the room as a reminder.

Gao Qinghe walked into the room and picked up the pager whose screen kept flashing.

I glanced at it, turned off the screen, and tossed it back onto the table.

He returned to the kitchen as if nothing had happened, waited for the food to be served, and then they ate.

"Who's looking for you?" Gao Qingmiao asked curiously.

Gao Qinghe pretended not to hear, while Gao Qingmiao clicked her tongue, realizing she had made a fool of herself.

The eggs and vegetables were prepared under Huang Yanqiu's direction, and Zheng Laowu made them.

The pork rib soup was the same pot from this morning, just reheated.

Without her grandmother around, Gao Qinghe would endure as much as she could, and in order to fill her stomach, she had no choice but to suppress her appetite.

Surprisingly, the scrambled eggs and stir-fried vegetables tasted pretty good.

"Gao Qingmiao, you don't need those hands anymore."

The harsh and sarcastic words coming from Gao Qinghe's beautiful, rosy lips were simply heartbreaking.

Gao Qingmiao gritted her teeth and spat out a sentence through gritted teeth: "If you're so capable, do it yourself!"

Gao Qinghe chuckled, and Gao Qingmiao immediately lowered her head and buried herself in her rice.

She looked at Zheng Laowu and asked, "What's your full name?"

Zheng Laowu was flattered and replied, "Zheng Xiaopeng, the 'Peng' in 'a roc spreading its wings,' cousin, you can call me Xiaopeng or Xiaowu!"

Gao Qinghe nodded politely, then turned to Huang Yanqiu sitting beside her and said:
"With proper training, he might be a natural chef."

Huang Yanqiu glanced at Gao Qinghe sideways, thinking, "Don't you have to lie to me like that?"

Gao Qinghe smiled slightly at her, indicating that she was serious.

She didn't need to deliberately say nice things to coax Zheng Laowu.

There are some things that are vastly different when done by talented people versus ordinary people.

Huang Yanqiu paused for a moment, then looked again at Zheng Laowu, who was sitting opposite her and seemed utterly ordinary with no redeeming qualities.

Is he chef material?

Zheng Laowu never expected that someone as "aloof" as Gao Qinghe would praise his cooking.

I was too embarrassed to lift my head the whole time; my face was almost buried in the bowl.

However, the way his feet were happily shaking under the table betrayed his true thoughts.

Gao Qingmiao disliked him and kicked him, then pretended to be kind and earnestly reminded him:

"Don't shake your leg while eating. Do you even know table manners?"

When Zheng Laowu first entered the city, he thought this was the custom of city people and even gave Gao Qingmiao a grateful look.

After dinner, it was still light outside.

Gao Qinghe had almost fully recovered her energy and invited Huang Yanqiu out for a walk to aid digestion.

While we're on the way, let's check out the location of the house that the noodle shop owner's relative is looking to rent.

I had just stepped out the door when my pager started beeping again.

Gao Qinghe picked it up, glanced at it, and put it back in her bag.

Huang Yanqiu laughed gleefully, "Your man is looking for you? Why aren't you answering? Did he upset you?"

Gao Qinghe: "."

You're so incredibly smart!

(End of this chapter)