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

Hearing the sound of dressing beside her, Gao Qinghe barely opened her eyes a crack.

He lazily instructed, "Buy me a used minivan, I'll pay you back later."

Last night she mentioned that Huang Yanqiu wanted to run errands to make money, and Jiang Baohai agreed.

He lowered his head and kissed her tenderly, then ruffled her hair. "I'm leaving now. You can sleep a little longer tonight."

He was so upset last night that he felt guilty after waking up.

But feeling the overflowing satisfaction in my heart, I have no regrets at all!
It rained lightly all night, and after a brief pause of more than an hour in the morning, it started drizzling again.

Gao Qinghe felt a little cold, so she wrapped herself in a thin blanket and fell into a deep sleep again.

I slept until noon, and when I woke up and looked at the dim light in the room, I felt a sense of disorientation, as if I didn't know what year it was.

"Ah!"

Gao Qinghe sneezed unexpectedly, and only then did she slowly feel the sudden drop in temperature. She quickly got out of bed and took out her old thick coat to put on.

The system in my head asked, "What's the temperature today?"

System: [Today is October 23rd on the Gregorian calendar, September 24th on the lunar calendar, the day of Frost's Descent. The temperature will range from a low of 11 degrees Celsius to a high of 17 degrees Celsius.]

"It's already Frost's Descent?" Gao Qinghe felt that time had passed too quickly.

The system suggested she change to a thicker blanket, otherwise she would definitely catch a cold tomorrow.

Gao Qinghe rubbed her nose, feeling that she had already caught a cold today, even though it wouldn't be until tomorrow.

I wonder if Jiang Baohai wore more clothes before going out.

Gao Qinghe bent over to put on her trousers, her waist aching and swollen, especially her thighs, which felt as if all the strength had been drained, and she was shaking even when she was standing.

"River, Embrace, Sea!"

His tone was sinister, as if he wanted to crush someone.

The system kindly suggests: [You can apply a hot compress to your thigh to speed up recovery.]

Gao Qinghe gave a perfunctory "hmm," regretting that she had just been concerned about whether someone was cold or not, and whether they were wearing enough clothes.

Gao Qinghe wouldn't change the quilt; she would just find a new one and throw it on the bed, waiting for Jiang Baohai to come back and change it.

Hearing the sound of the master bedroom door open, Jiang's mother paused her sewing, leaned out, and asked:
"Xiaohe, you're up?"

Gao Qinghe stretched and said, "Good morning, Mom."

Jiang's mother's face twitched. It was already 12:30, and there was still plenty of time!
But I've gotten used to it. For her, as her daughter-in-law, no matter what time she gets up, the first thing she does is say good morning.

"It's getting cold, wear more clothes. It'll just be the two of us for lunch, is it okay if we get noodles?"

Gao Qinghe is very self-aware when it comes to food; she doesn't cook or complain.

My mother-in-law is a good cook; whatever she makes, we eat.

He yawned and mumbled, "Um, I want two fried eggs."

The light rain kept falling, and the ground in the yard was all wet.

However, looking up, the mountains are half-hidden in the clouds and mist, as beautiful as a fairyland.

Gao Qinghe took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, feeling as if her whole being had been filtered out, with all impurities removed.

After washing up and applying skincare products, the hot rice noodle soup made by Jiang's mother was ready.

Gao Qinghe's bowl was specially topped with two fried eggs.

She didn't know how her mother-in-law did it, but without a mold, she could fry perfectly round eggs with the yolk right in the center and the edges of the egg white crispy.

One bite, and it's incredibly delicious!

Jiang's mother's bowl only contained rice noodles and green vegetables. Gao Qinghe asked her, "Why didn't you add an egg?"

Jiang's mother's answer was always the same.

"We don't like to eat these, you eat yours."

Gao Qinghe said, "Jiang Baohai is rich, you don't need to save money for him. Otherwise, what's the point of him making money? He'll just spend it on us."

"Mom, is there a milk delivery service in our town? I want some." Gao Qinghe asked as if it were a matter of course.

At first, Jiang's mother did not approve of her daughter's habit of asking for whatever she wanted, as if everything was hers to do.

Having spent time with her now, I admire her for being able to say what she wants directly.

Anyway, the family isn't short of money. Jiang's mother nodded and said, "Yes, your third aunt's family has also placed an order. When that person comes tomorrow morning, I'll place an order with him and have one bottle delivered every day."

“Three bottles!” Gao Qinghe solemnly reminded him.

"We can't favor one over the other," he added. "Order one for Xiaoyu too. Give her the money and let her order it herself in the city. Have it delivered to the school gate in the morning."

Thinking to himself, Gao Qingya would definitely be jealous if she knew, so he decided that they should each have one serving so they could both nourish their bodies.

She needs to be healthy to have the energy to study, and she's counting on her younger sister to help her succeed.

After finishing her noodles, Gao Qinghe went back to her room and gave the money to her mother-in-law so that she wouldn't feel reluctant to spend it and would secretly feel bad about it.

Jiang's mother waved her hand and said no, she had one.

Jiang Baohai gives his mother 500 yuan every month. After deducting the family's food, water, electricity and gas expenses, she has at least 300 yuan left.

Jiang Baohai hoped his mother could spend the three hundred yuan herself, especially on herself, whatever she wanted to buy or eat.

Even now, Jiang's mother still wears the same old clothes, patched and mended year after year.

Of course, she also had two nice outfits, bought by Jiang Baohai, which Jiang's mother would only wear when going out, to look more presentable.

Gao Qinghe has a quirk: she expects the people around her to spend money as well as she does.

I can't bear to see the people around me suffer.

That would make her feel guilty.

The rain finally stopped after noon.

Once Gao Qinghe had paid for the milk, she had no intention of taking it back.

She took out an umbrella and put it in her bag, then called into the second bedroom, "Mom, let's go, let's order milk in town!"

How could she wait until tomorrow for her mother-in-law to talk to her? She wouldn't be able to drink the milk until the day after tomorrow.

I'll go today and bring back three bottles in a bit.

Drink it today!

Jiang's mother was a little surprised, but since it was the first time Gao Qinghe had asked her to go out together, she felt embarrassed to refuse and asked her to wait a while while she changed her clothes.

Thinking I'd like to buy some meat while I'm at it, I picked up my shopping basket.

This was the first time the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had gone out to town together.

The villagers had been cooped up all morning, so they came out to get some fresh air when the rain stopped.

Seeing the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walking hand in hand, joking and laughing together, everyone found it strange, as they had never seen the two of them so close.

Jiang's mother felt uncomfortable and tried to pull her arm out of Gao Qinghe's arms whenever she had the chance.

Gao Qinghe looked over with a questioning gaze. Jiang's mother coughed twice, forcing herself not to pull her hand away again.

"Strange," Jiang's mother muttered softly, "seeing those two watery eyes looking at me, as if I would be a sinner if I didn't satisfy her."

It's a ten-minute walk from the town.

The town's commerce is now booming.

The shops along the street are open as usual, but since it's not a big market day and it's raining, there's less liveliness and novelty in the sales pitches.

Gao Qinghe first asked her mother-in-law to take her to order milk.

Order a month's supply first, take away three bottles today, and then take the person to the clothing store.

Zhao Village is right next to the town. The boss doesn't know Gao Qinghe, but he knows Jiang's mother.

The coal mine owner's own mother is like a god of wealth coming to his door.

The owners, a husband and wife, were extremely enthusiastic.

Jiang's mother was so frightened that she turned to run away, but Gao Qinghe coughed lightly without making a sound.

The person Jiang's mother fears most now is not her son, but her daughter-in-law, whom she can't handle.

With an awkward smile, I reluctantly followed the shop owner to the middle-aged and elderly clothing section.

Gao Qinghe glanced around, pointed to a row of autumn clothes hanging on the wall, and said with great pride:

"Take this, this, and this one off!"

The boss was overjoyed. "Right away, right away! My lucky charm!" (End of Chapter)