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August 10th, Saturday, sunny.

Today is the traditional festival of Qixi Festival in Huaren!

Early in the morning, a familiar bright red BMW appeared at Gao Siming's villa.

The car door opened, and Gao Zimin, dressed simply, got out and took out several bags of ingredients of various sizes from the back of the car.

Before he could even ring the doorbell, Gao Siming, dressed in his pajamas, opened the gate to the courtyard.

"Hey sister, it's not even eight o'clock yet. You're here so early, don't you let people get any sleep?"

When Gao Siming opened the door, he was holding a toothbrush with half a tube of toothpaste in his hand. Beneath his disheveled hair were his dull, lifeless eyes.

"It's almost eight o'clock, and you're only just getting up. Don't you even care about your sister? She got up before six and drove over a hundred kilometers to bring you breakfast!"

Gao Siming glanced at the densely packed ingredients at Gao Zimin's feet, along with the two small bags of soy milk and fried dough sticks, and said somewhat melancholically, "Sis, are you sure you brought this specifically for me to have breakfast?"

"Yeah, I bought some groceries while I was at it! Is there a problem?"

Gao Zimin shoved Gao Siming aside, "Don't block the way! I bought seafood, and I need to keep it fresh quickly, or it'll spoil before tonight!"

Carrying the groceries to the doorway of the inner room, he turned to Gao Siming and instructed, "Don't just stand there at the door, help carry the groceries!"

After categorizing and putting away the ingredients, Gao Siming finally had time to run into the bathroom to wash up.

When I came out, I saw that my sister had already set out breakfast, which was indeed just soy milk and fried dough sticks.

This is definitely a classic case of a younger brother being inferior to a best friend.

Fortunately, Gao Siming wasn't picky about food, and quickly finished four fried dough sticks and a cup of soy milk.

Only then did he realize that his sister, who was sitting across from him at the table, hadn't eaten a single bite.

"Sis, why aren't you eating?"

Gao Zimin hesitated, looking troubled for a long time before cautiously asking, "Brother, is there really no danger? Should we give up?"

Gao Siming chuckled, snatched a fried dough stick from Gao Zimin's bowl, broke it in half, put it in his mouth, and then slowly replied, "If it were before, there might have been a little risk, but this medal we received yesterday was a pleasant surprise. This time, we're absolutely certain!"

"real?"

"It's cooked! Sister, hurry up and eat, then prepare your own feast!"

Gao Siming pointed to the refrigerator, "Look at all this stuff you bought, salmon, cod, chicken breast... You're being a bit too concerned! Look, you only brought me this little bit of breakfast. You could at least have added an egg!"

"You're so clever! Who told you not to find me a sister-in-law yet! If you don't take the initiative, I'll arrange a blind date for you tomorrow! There are quite a few single girls in the garden!"

"Sis, take your time eating, I'm going out to buy some groceries!"

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Today is Saturday, and with the recent calm in Tanhua City, Li Nan and her partner can finally relax and have a good rest.

Around 3 p.m., the two of them arrived at Gao Siming's house with gifts.

Li Nan, familiar with the place, took out the key from one side of the courtyard gate, opened the door, and helped Qin Wen into the inner room.

As soon as they entered the house, they saw Gao Zimin chasing Gao Siming around with a rolling pin in her hand. Both of them had more or less flour on their bodies.

"Oh my goodness, two chefs, and they're already fighting before we've even started eating!"

Seeing the two enter the foyer, Gao Siming darted behind Li Nan and said, "Let's warm up before making the big meal, so eat more later!"

"Do you need my help?"

"Yes, I want to eat more dumplings later!"

The siblings really went to great lengths to take care of Qin Wen, who is pregnant, for today's meal.

Frying, stir-frying, boiling, stewing, roasting...

I prepared a portion of almost everything I could think of that was suitable for pregnant women.

The two of them had just started arguing about what filling to use for the dumplings.

Gao Siming had just recovered from a serious illness, but relying on his previous experience on the sports field, he maneuvered and managed to gain the upper hand in the flour battle.

Now that the guests have arrived, the two of them have no choice but to back down and fight another day.

Qin Wen was the focus of attention today, so Gao Zimin naturally arranged for her to move into the living room and enjoy the massage chair that Gao Siming had previously bought online.

Li Nan has always been a complete novice in the kitchen, and in situations like today, he can only act as an observer and a foodie.

However, Gao Zimin did arrange a good job for him today.

Feeding pregnant women grapes, especially the large and sweet Sunshine Rose variety, is recommended. Gao Zimin has heard that if pregnant women eat more grapes, their children will have big and beautiful eyes.

Compared to the pots and pans in the kitchen, Li Nan was more than capable of peeling them.

Gao Siming and her brother were busy in the kitchen until 6 p.m., when a luxurious three-tiered meal for pregnant women was ready to be served.

Before serving, Qin Wen whispered in Li Nan's ear, "Silly Li, actually, you don't need to peel the Shine Muscat grapes. You can eat them directly after washing them!"