My older sister, born in the 1970s, stole my marriage; I took my three treasures and blew up the fam

"Could these things also be gifts to apologize?" Ruan Tinghe guessed, pointing to the pile of things at the door.

Grandma Qin said disdainfully, "What's with all of you blocking the doorway? Trying to block it?"

Grandma Qin was very dissatisfied with the attitude of these people.

Fortunately, before they could even remove the gifts blocking the door, more family members came with their children to apologize.

Some of them had already left their gifts at the door, simply because they were too lazy to retrieve them.

Some of them brought gifts.

Everyone appeared genuinely sincere, making it impossible to discern the truth from the falsehood. They were simply fulfilling their promise from yesterday by coming to apologize and admit their mistakes.

However, with Liang Yali as an example, these parents became much more perfunctory.

After everyone left, there were still some gifts left at the door unclaimed.

It's obvious they're planning to send the gift even if the person doesn't come.

Grandma Qin kicked it aside in disgust, "Go inside!"

The group entered the house, each person covered in belongings—food, drinks, and other necessities.

Grandma Qin was at her wit's end. "Let's skewer the pork and smoke it dry to save for winter."

Ruan Tinghe agreed: "Okay."

She had originally thought that making it into salted meat would also allow for storage, but then she realized that salt is quite expensive these days, and smoked meat would be more economical.

As for the remaining vegetables, eggs, beans, melon seeds, etc., they can all be put into the kitchen.

Some of the gifts were household items, such as bamboo baskets and bamboo winnowing trays.

It looks like it was handmade.

For lunch, I stewed pig's feet in a Shuangxi pressure cooker. I cooked it over a wood fire for about ten minutes until the pressure was released.

The pressure relief valve on the pot lid was spinning rapidly, releasing steam, and the aroma in the steam was getting stronger and stronger.

At this point, turn the heat to low and simmer.

Roll out the noodles and wash the bok choy.

Ruan Tinghe fanned the steam twice with her hand, then took a sniff; she could smell the rich aroma of pig's feet and soybeans.

"It's edible!"

Ruan Tinghe carried the whole pot into the yard and told the children, "Don't touch this pot, okay? It's very hot."

"OK!"

"Okay, Mom!"

"Sister, I know too!"

"Aww~"

After receiving responses from everyone, Ruan Tinghe turned around and went inside to wash the pots and start the fire.

When she came out again, she saw that although the children hadn't touched the pressure cooker, they were standing in a circle three meters away from it, blowing air into it.

The wind wasn't strong, but the whooshing sound of its breath was quite loud.

Ruan Tinghe asked, amused, "What are you doing?"

Erbao raised his hand: "Mom, my brother said we can only open the pressure cooker after it's cooled down. The pig's feet smell so good, we want to eat them."

"So you blow air into the pressure cooker to make it cool down faster?"

"Uh-huh!"

Erbao nodded, puffed out his cheeks, and continued blowing.

Ruan Tinghe went over and patted each of their heads. "Alright, I know you're all craving it. Mom has a way to cool you down. Go play now."

Xiao Bao shook his head, his little pink tongue couldn't help but lick his lips, and his little hands pulled Ruan Tinghe's hand to touch his belly, looking at Ruan Tinghe longingly.

Erbao: "My little sister says the cravings in her stomach are about to burst out."

"Pfft! Then Mommy's gotta feed this little glutton right away!"

Ruan Tinghe reached into her pocket, but actually into her spatial dimension, and took out four grapes. They were a bunch of Sunshine Rose grapes that she had bought in her previous life, and she hadn't eaten many of them before she transmigrated.

There are still more than half a bottle in the refrigerator, and because of the preservation function of the space, the grapes are still very fresh.

This wasn't the first time she'd given grapes to the children, so the three little ones jumped for joy when they saw them.

"These are delicious grapes!"

"Mom, didn't you say you'd finished eating?"

Ruan Tinghe didn't answer the children's questions, but instead instructed them, "You eat the grapes first, as usual, but don't let anyone else know, okay? Otherwise, there won't be any left next time."

The three little ones nodded obediently. Aze didn't understand, but he always did whatever the three little ones did, and he also nodded obediently in agreement.

"Okay, let's eat first. Mom can cook some noodles so we can have pig's feet!"

The pressure cooker's pressure relief valve had fully depressed, so Ruan Tinghe placed the pressure cooker under a tap and poured in a small amount of water to warm it up.

Go into the kitchen.

I blanched some bok choy and cooked some noodles. I took everything out and divided it into three large bowls and three small bowls.

Grandma Qin didn't get much rest last night while taking care of someone at the hospital. She had only dozed off for an hour or so when she was woken up by the aroma.

She quickly washed up and came to help. "It's done so fast? Let me help you!"

"I used the pressure cooker to stew pig's feet, so I cooked noodles. The pig's feet soup can be eaten as soon as it's cooked."

"Sure, noodles are good." Grandma Qin wasn't picky about food.

After the meal, everyone's stomach was round and full.

"Hehe, what are you planning to do next?" Grandma Qin suddenly asked.

Ruan Tinghe didn't immediately understand what she meant.

Grandma Qin pulled her into the room.

"Treatment for Xiaobao will probably cost a lot of money. Are you planning to find a job?" After saying that, Grandma Qin was afraid that Ruan Tinghe would misunderstand, so she quickly explained, "Grandma Qin, I didn't mean anything by it. It's just that I think you cook very well. Would you like to work as a cook in the hospital cafeteria?"

Ruan Tinghe didn't expect that Grandma Qin wanted to introduce her to a job, because finding a job these days is very difficult.

It's clear that Grandma Qin genuinely wanted to help her.

Although Ruan Tinghe is a decent cook, her wages are too low.

It wasn't enough to support her and her three children's living expenses.

Moreover, she also needs to treat Xiaobao's illness, and her monthly salary of several tens of yuan is definitely not enough.

She revealed her plans: "I intend to find a job related to translation or drawing."

Grandma Qin exclaimed in surprise, "Translation? You speak foreign languages?"

"I know a little English." In her past life, English was a required course, and her English had always been quite good.

"But," Grandma Qin said with difficulty, "translation jobs are hard to find. They're very selective. It's okay in other cities, but I'm afraid there are no openings in Shanghai."

This is related to the history of Shanghai. There are quite a few people in Shanghai who can speak English, so there are also many people who translate English.

"Do you speak other languages?"

Ruan Tinghe thought for a moment, then shook her head, knowing that she couldn't continue as a translator.

Alas, her previous city was too small, and there were very few translation jobs available; she only had occasional part-time work.

Now that I've come to a big city, I still can't get a translation job because there are too many people who speak English.

Difficult! Extremely difficult!

I still have to rely on drawing!

"Then find a job as an art teacher," Grandma Qin thought for a moment, then shook her head. "It's not easy to find one."

Seeing that Grandma Qin was genuinely troubled by her own affairs, Ruan Tinghe was deeply moved.

Heaven was still kind to her.

After transmigrating, she kept encountering helpful people.

Old Chen is, and so is Grandma Qin. They are both worried about her.

"Grandma Qin, don't worry, I have a way. At worst, I can go back to my old profession and draw portraits of the dead."

Grandma Qin hesitated, then said that the photography industry in Shanghai was already very developed, and it was rare to see sketches of portraits taken for the deceased anymore.

Not wanting to discourage Ruan Tinghe, she could only encourage her, "That's right, our Hehe is so capable, she'll definitely find a way!"

Suddenly, she remembered something. "Hehe, wait a minute!"

Grandma Qin hurriedly went out, entered Yin Quan's room, and brought back a book.

"Hehe, look at the pictures in this book, can they be restored?"

Grandma Qin opened the book and saw that it was a medical book full of cross-sectional diagrams of human organs, but many of the diagrams were stained with ink, and many details were no longer visible.

"This was brought back from overseas by Ah Quan. He treasured it very much, but he accidentally spilled ink on it and ruined it. He said it was nothing, but I don't know how heartbroken he was."

"I overheard him asking around at the hospital yesterday, wanting to buy a new one, to have it shipped back from overseas, it would cost several thousand dollars."

Ruan Tinghe flipped through it, and to her surprise, the scene was incredibly stimulating.

Most people may not be able to accept these anatomical diagrams of organs, especially human organs!

Grandma Qin showed the film to Ruan Tinghe only after Ruan Tinghe told her that she wasn't afraid.

Ruan Tinghe shook her head, "There's no way to restore it directly unless there's another complete book as a reference."

After all, she had never seen the original image; many details of the portrait were covered by black ink and could not be restored.

"That's easy! I know someone in the family compound who has it; I'll borrow it for you!"

"Don't worry, if you can draw it, I'll have Ah Quan pay you!"

Grandma Qin said a few words and left in a hurry.