Nuan Ma kissed Nuan Bao tenderly on the face, which made Nuan Bao giggle.

"Mom, you're just irritable during pregnancy, and it's disturbing your normal thinking."

The mother and daughter started laughing and making noises. Qin Zheng heard Nuanbao's laughter, raised his head from the book and glanced at her.

That heartless girl, I haven't seen her all morning, and she didn't even bother to say a word to me. When did I become so unimportant in her heart? Humph, I must give her the cold shoulder today to let her know how angry he is.

Qin Zheng's little face was full of depression.

Maybe Qin Zheng's gaze was too scorching, Nuanbao raised his head and glanced at him in a hurry. After being stunned for a moment when seeing his expression, he gave him a sweet smile.

Qin Zheng: Well, since Nuanbao is so proactive in seeking reconciliation, it’s better not to give her the cold shoulder. If you make her cry, grandpa will punish him again.

Nuanbao: I’m not, I didn’t, you’re overthinking it.

Nuan Dad came to Minister Zhang's office with a bag of bottles and jars.

Minister Zhang: Shocked

"Minister, these are all made by my wife, and they taste pretty good. I'm giving them to your sister-in-law to try. It's not mushroom season yet. If there were fresh mushrooms, I'd make mushroom sauce and mix it with noodles. It would be so delicious that I could eat half a pot myself."

When Minister Zhang heard what Nuan's father said, he inexplicably felt a little hungry.

I don't know what kind of family this Liu Laosan family is. They have so many different kinds of pickles, and the key is that they all smell so delicious. Wow, it's obvious that this is not an ordinary family. It seems that I have to be more polite to this kid in the future. Who knows, he might become someone out of my reach one day.

When he got off work in the evening, Minister Zhang took home the bottles and jars that Nuan's father had brought.

When Nuan Ma was preparing, she put two bottles of each item. Her intention was so obvious that Minister Zhang's wife understood it at a glance.

The next day at work, Minister Zhang's wife took one portion to the can and left one portion for the man and the child.

Li Sheng, the canning factory manager, wasn't expecting a response from the chili sauce maker, but instead was greeted by a table full of cans and bottles. Initially, he was a bit displeased. When he returned from the cafeteria with no appetite for lunch, his eyes stumbled upon the cans. He opened one, and upon smelling the distinct, fresh aroma of kimchi, his mouth watered uncontrollably.

It smells good, I wonder how it tastes.

I tentatively picked up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks and put it in my mouth. The sour and spicy taste spread on my tongue, making my mouth water instantly. The crunch of the bite was accompanied by the unique crispness of cabbage. I couldn't stop eating it.

The cannery director didn't eat a single bite of the vegetables he brought back. He ate a whole box of white rice with the kimchi.

Feeling unsatisfied, Li Sheng touched his bloated belly and reluctantly closed the lid of the can of kimchi. Just as he was about to put it away, he heard the voice of his partner, Accountant Zhang, outside the door.

"Hey, Director, our canteen chef's cooking skills are really terrible. Can you please replace him? Look at the food he's cooking. It's simply inedible. Hey, what's that smell in your room? Why does it smell so good?"

Accountant Zhang had a dog's nose. He started sniffing as soon as he entered the office and soon found a few jars of pickles that were hidden by the director's documents.

"Hey, Director, you're so mean! You're hiding in the office and eating alone!"

The two had known each other since childhood and had worked together for decades, their relationship no different from that of brothers. Accountant Zhang was completely at ease. He unscrewed the lid, picked up a piece of garlic eggplant with chopsticks, and began to eat it with the rice in the lunch box.

Li Sheng looked at the jar of garlic eggplants and saw that it was almost empty. He was so anxious that he rushed forward to grab it.