Surprise! The wife of a top star is actually a Nobel Prize winner

After Qian Cencheng came out of a week-long retreat in the military, she saw the comments online saying that Li Xiao's singing was not good. She even found the stage video of Li Xiao singing this song published on the official website and watched and listened to it several times (because she was distracted by his face while listening???).

After listening to it, she felt that it was not so bad.

There are some flaws, but the merits outweigh the flaws.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiao saw these comments.

Then he began to practice over and over again.

Then he went on stage to sing again and again.

You say my singing is not good, but I will still sing it to you again and again!

It feels like he's at odds with this song.

Four days after the Starlight Appreciation, he sang this song again at the Tomato TV New Year's Eve Gala.

All the hard work in practicing was not in vain, and this time he sang much more easily.

This is the third time I've sung it tonight.

After more than half a month, I was able to perform tonight with ease.

When he sang, his gentle voice and affectionate eyes were so touching.

The song simply touched Qian Cencheng's heart.

It is obvious to the naked eye that he sings better and better each time.

This is Li Xiao, a stubborn and strong Li Xiao.

He is not afraid of having shortcomings because he is best at filling them!

Even if it takes a lot of hard work and time, he is willing to do it!

After midnight, Li Xiao ended the ceremony and replied to Qian Cencheng like this on the way to the airport on his way back to Beijing.

Xiao: [Is it good? Okay, I'll listen to you. I can definitely sing a different song next time.]

Xiao: [I will sing this song again tonight, but not entirely because I want to sing it again.]

Xiao: [Almost all the main creators of this play were in attendance at the ceremony. It was promoted as a key project, and the organizers also wanted me to sing again.]

Xiao: [We're almost boarding the plane. I'll probably sleep in tomorrow. Come find me at the Beijing TV rehearsal this afternoon.]

Xiao: [Sweet dreams!]

Qian Cencheng received this string of messages when he woke up in the morning.

After reading it, she smiled.

In the afternoon?

That's fine. I can just make the soup in the morning and bring it over in the afternoon. He can drink it after rehearsal.

So early in the morning on Sunday, Zhong Ruoxin, who was in charge of spending money, took Qian Cencheng to the largest vegetable market near the old house to spend money.

The reason why I brought up Qian Cencheng as a little tail is because Qian Cencheng is very curious about how this soup is made.

She wanted to learn secretly, maybe she could even make this soup for Li Xiao and Cen Yi to nourish their bodies.

If that doesn't work, she can write down the steps and tell them to Li Xiao so that he can learn it.

Although she knew that Sister Ruoxin was very happy to help her do these things, she couldn't always trouble her sister, right?

Qian Cencheng bought two more portions according to the ingredients his sister bought.

She planned to try making one herself after returning to the old house, and then leave one for Li Xiao to try, to see whose was better.

Look at the desire for research that is engraved in the bones of this scientific researcher.

There's even a control group!

After buying ingredients at the vegetable market, Zhong Ruoxin turned into a well-established Chinese medicine clinic on another street.

This place is run by Xiao Ji, the apprentice of the old Chinese medicine doctor that Uncle Qian often visits.

If you go to a store owned by an old acquaintance, you know the store well and don't have to worry about buying fake items.

Because Zhong Ruoxin wanted to buy wild ginseng.

A wild ginseng that is over 20 years old and in good condition is not cheap, costing tens of thousands of yuan.

Qian Cencheng leaned close to her sister's ear and whispered, "Sister, how much wild ginseng should I put in this soup?"

"You don't need much. This is a soup starter. Three or five slices are enough. Don't buy more. This one can be used to make soup several times. Come back and buy more when it's used up, or have it delivered to your home."

Today they were already out and it was on their way, otherwise she would usually call Xiao Ji to send them home.

Qian Cencheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

If a pot of soup costs tens of thousands of yuan, her original plan was to make a pot of soup every weekend to nourish Li Xiao.

She was afraid that if she dared to cook it, Li Xiao would not dare to drink it.

Fortunately, one stick can be used for several times.

She calculated and thought, well, it seemed that her piggy bank had quite enough balance.

Adding Cen Yi wouldn't be a problem, could they afford it?!

Her small treasury is the salary and bonus that the Chinese Academy of Sciences pays her every month.

But in fact, she doesn't need money in her daily life.

Her family took care of everything, including food, accommodation, transportation, and entertainment, so she had no chance to spend money at all.

The money in her salary card has basically never been touched.

Not only that, she also never touched the card that Uncle Qian opened for her, which would deposit a huge amount of pocket money into her on the first of every month.

As for the wealth generated by all other industries of the Qian family, she never touched it.

However, the money is now held by the various children of the Qian family.

She didn't feel anything and often forgot about it.

And she always felt that the money belonged to the Qian family and not to her.

Only the money in this salary card is truly her money, the money she earns.

Qian Laixi interrupted: "Master, have you forgotten your soaring and leaping?! Those were also the children of your research grants."

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When they returned to the Qian family's old house and Zhong Ruoxin started to make soup, Qian Cencheng not only followed her instructions, but also recorded the entire process from beginning to end, preparing to save it for Li Xiao to watch.

She learned from the experience of making toasted bread with Li Xiao last time, and asked Zhong Ruoxin to add the appropriate amount of salt, broth, pepper, a small amount of ginger, onion, garlic, etc.

So, the finished product of this pot of soup she made today finally made Qian Nan nod his head when he tasted it.

But the lunch that was actually served was still the one cooked by Zhong Ruoxin.

Qian Cencheng's stew had already been packed into a thermos bucket by her.

Qian Nan drank Sister Ruoxin's loving soup, feeling secretly resentful in his heart.

Humph, we haven’t even had enough to drink yet, but this kid Li Xiao got there first.

As soon as Qian Dong saw his brother's expression, he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

He shook his head and quickly lowered his head to drink the soup. If he didn't hurry up, his scheming brother would have finished it all.

In fact, Qian Cencheng still left half of the soup unpacked.

After all, a large thermos bucket is only that big, and the ingredients she bought from Sister Ruoxin were copied and pasted one-to-one, so one pot of soup was prepared for several people.

She planned to wait for Uncle Qian and Brother Qing to get home from get off work in the evening and then ask Sister Ruoxin to heat up the remaining half for them to drink.

This was the first time she successfully made an edible soup, although she asked Sister Ruoxin for help in adding seasonings.

She had to let Uncle Qian and Brother Qing, who had always been so nice to her, have a drink, right?

So she didn’t serve the meal at noon. Anyway, Sister Ruoxin’s meal was enough for them.

After lunch and a nap, Qian Cencheng went to the Beijing Satellite TV building carrying a thermos bucket.

Li Xiao's practice and rehearsal time period is scheduled from 3pm to 5pm.