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

"How's your brother and sister-in-law's night market stall?"

Jiang Baohai tossed the little rascal into the back seat, then sat in the passenger seat next to his wife and asked with concern.

Jiang Qiyue jumped up from her chair and sat down, making a face at her father.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Gao Qinghe saw that the corners of her mouth, which were about to be suppressed, turned up again.

"My sister-in-law has excellent cooking skills and listens to customers' suggestions. She adjusts her business immediately whenever customers have any requests or suggestions. Business is very good now, and we have many repeat customers."

Gao Qinghe reminded her daughter to sit properly and sped up the car to drive home.

Jiang Baohai glanced at the time on his wristwatch and discussed:

"It's still early. I'll take a nap when I get home, and then we can go see my older brother and sister-in-law later?"

Gao Qinghe nodded: "Okay, then I'll eat less for dinner and save some room for a late-night snack."

Jiang Qiyue's little ears had already perked up, afraid that her parents would abandon her, and she quickly raised her hand and said:

"Mom, I want a midnight snack too!"

Jiang Baohai refused without thinking, saying, "It's too late. You and Grandma should stay home and sleep."

Jiang Qiyue protested, glaring at her legs, "No, no! I want my mom!"

Jiang Baohai was just teasing her on purpose; he would be happy once he got the child upset.

Gao Qinghe rolled her eyes at her husband speechlessly, then gently comforted her daughter, promising to take her out for a late-night snack that evening.

Jiang Qiyue crossed her arms and gave her father a "humph," then deliberately moved to the empty seat in the driver's seat, sitting behind her mother, and said sweetly:
"I love my mom the most~"

"Where's Dad?" Jiang Baohai asked expectantly, completely oblivious to his own limitations.

Jiang Qiyue: "Daddy's bad!"

Upon hearing this answer, Jiang Baohai actually laughed, leaned back in his chair, and said slowly and deliberately:

"Dad's naughty! Then Mom should eat all the instant noodles Dad brought back."

Jiang Qiyue pouted. What's so great about instant noodles? She's eaten them countless times.

Jiang Baohai reminded, "The instant noodles Dad brought back this time are different from before. This time they come in a cup. Just open the lid, pour in hot water, soak them, and you can eat them. It even comes with a fork!"

Gao Qinghe asked in surprise, "You bought a cup of instant noodles?"

Jiang Baohai nodded. "I happened to see them for sale when I boarded the plane, so I bought a few tubs and a can of Coca-Cola."

If you ask me what's more fashionable these days than eating instant noodles.

That would definitely be instant noodles in a cup with Coca-Cola!

Gao Qinghe thought of the wonderful combination of these two late-night snacks and gave Jiang Baohai a thumbs up.

Jiang Baohai turned to look at his pouting daughter.

Kids will be kids. One second they're dismissive, the next they're tempted by delicious food and can't help but ask their dad what Coca-Cola is.

Jiang Baohai described it in a mysterious way, leaving the little guy confused, but his curiosity had been piqued.

As soon as the family of three entered the house, Jiang Qiyue actively helped her father push his suitcase.

The suitcase was pushed to the middle of the living room, and the child excitedly waited for the adults to open it.

Jiang Baohai didn't bring much luggage; most of the space in his suitcase was filled with things he bought for his family.

As usual, I gave my wife her gift first, then the instant noodles and cola.

Jiang Qiyue rushed to the kitchen with the jar, asking her grandmother to help her get a cup, eager to squeeze out the juice and taste it.

Unfortunately, Grandma doesn't know how to open a soda can either.

I had no choice but to carry him to my mother again.

Gao Qinghe took it, skillfully pried it open, and the grandfather and grandson heard a "poof" sound, and a burst of water vapor rushed towards them.

A little liquid spilled out, and Gao Qinghe instinctively brought it to Jiang Baohai's lips.

The man skillfully bent down and slurped up the spilled cola, then carried the four buckets of instant noodles into the kitchen and said:

"One bucket per person." "Is this all we're having for dinner?" Qi Lianxin asked in surprise.

Gao Qinghe said, "I'll boil a few more vegetable leaves, and then fry an egg for each of us. Wow, just thinking about it makes my mouth water."

Qi Lianxin didn't understand.

Qi Lian remained silent.

Qi Lianxin silently took a half step back, looking at her granddaughter whose little face was scrunched up after taking a sip of cola.

"Is it good?" Gao Qinghe asked expectantly as she squatted down in front of her daughter.

Jiang Qiyue shook her head, shook her head frantically, and even took a half step back.

Gao Qinghe and Jiang Baohai exchanged a glance and smiled.

It's true that not everyone can accept the taste of cola.

Qi Lianxin asked curiously, "Is it that bad? What does it taste like?"

"It's about the same as soda." Gao Qinghe patted her poor daughter, got up to get a cup, and poured some for her mother-in-law to taste.

Perhaps because of Jiang Qiyue's reaction, Qi Lianxin had a preconceived notion and subconsciously felt that this dark thing was bad. After taking a bite, her whole face scrunched up, and she shook her head as she backed away.

"It's just like traditional Chinese medicine, what's so good about it? It doesn't taste good at all," Qi Lianxin commented.

Gao Qinghe and her husband looked at each other and smiled happily.

I was worried about not having enough to go around, but now I don't have that worry at all.

For dinner tonight, the whole family ate instant noodles from a cup.

Jiang Baohai cooked some vegetables and added a fried egg. The family of four ate until they were sweating profusely, but felt completely refreshed.

After resting for two hours after dinner, seeing that it was almost time, the couple took Jiang Qiyue, who was struggling to stay awake, to the People's Square night market.

As the weather gets warmer, more people are going out.

Jiang Chengzhu and his wife arrived at 7:00 to open their stall, and by 7:30 they were all ready when the first batch of customers arrived.

This batch ate fried skewers for dinner.

After this batch, it will be the turn of the batch that specifically eats late-night snacks.

They had just started their stall a few days ago, and since they had no experience, they didn't prepare enough ingredients. They sold out around 11 p.m.

The weather has been nice these past few days, and there have been a lot of people, so I prepared extra ingredients.

Gao Qinghe and her family of three arrived at 9:30 a.m., and the second group of customers had already taken their seats. A long queue had formed in front of Jiang Chengzhu and his wife's fried skewers stall, which was quite eye-catching.

Jiang Baohai looked around and found that his elder brother and sister-in-law's stall had the most customers.

"Uncle! Aunt!"

Jiang Qiyue called out to everyone she saw, and the busy Jiang Chengzhu and his wife looked up in surprise when they heard her voice.

Upon seeing Jiang Baohai, they were overjoyed and quickly set up the folding table that they hadn't had time to set up, warmly inviting the family of three to sit down.

"Wait a minute, I'll have your sister-in-law get you some food and bring it over right away."

Jiang Baohai waved his hand and said, "Brother, don't be so polite. You guys go ahead with your work. We're not hungry yet. Let's take a look around first."

Li Fang: "Okay, then remember to come back after you've been shopping for a while. I'll fry the skewers for you first, so you can eat them when you come back."

Gao Qinghe readily agreed, not wanting to disturb her elder brother and sister-in-law's business, and strolled around the square with Jiang Baohai and their daughter.

Jiang Qiyue didn't want to see the adults' bottoms and shouted for her dad to hug her.

Jiang Baohai simply lifted her onto his head and let his daughter ride on his shoulders.

Jiang Qiyue shouted "Giddy up!" twice, then pointed in a random direction to let the "horse" go.

The father, like a horse, goes wherever he's told. He holds his daughter's leg with one hand and puts his arm around his wife's waist with the other. The family of three looks happy and warm.

"Boss, why does this juice smell sour?!"

A harsh question snapped Hao Huaping out of her reverie. (End of Chapter)