When Zheng Yulan saw Jiang Qiaoqiao, she opened her mouth awkwardly, wanting to say something but couldn't.

Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at the child in her arms, nodded politely, and was about to leave.

As Jiang Qiaoqiao's figure was about to disappear from sight, Zheng Yulan tightened her grip on the child, and finally mustered her courage to chase after her, calling out, "Qiaoqiao..."

"Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry!" Zheng Yulan, carrying a child, caught up with Jiang Qiaoqiao and said breathlessly.

Jiang Qiaoqiao stopped her bicycle and looked at Zheng Yulan with a puzzled expression.

Zheng Yulan smiled awkwardly, "I took your stall earlier, I'm sorry."

She looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao, her eyes filled with shame.

Although it wasn't her intention to snatch the stall, she did do it.

Moreover, it cannot be said that she did it entirely because her mother-in-law instructed her.

She also had her own selfish motives; she wanted to grab a better stall and sell all the goods her mother-in-law had bought to make a profit.

"Sister-in-law, you're too kind. Those stalls weren't assigned to anyone; whoever gets one gets it." Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't seem to care much.

Hearing her words, Zheng Yulan felt much relieved.

She smiled guiltily, nodded to Jiang Qiaoqiao, and picked up the child to leave.

Jiang Qiaoqiao watched Zheng Yulan's back. Although she didn't specifically eavesdrop, the tenement building wasn't soundproof, and she could hear everything that happened in Zheng Yulan's house clearly.

She looked at the child clinging to Zheng Yulan's shoulder, his little face flushed red from the fever and his lips cracked.

He eventually caught up with her. "Sister-in-law, are you taking your child to the hospital? Get in the car, I'll take you."

When talking about taking her child to the hospital, Zheng Yulan couldn't help but burst into tears.

She quickly wiped away her tears with one hand and said, "Thank you, but no need. I'll take him back to my parents' house."

Jiang Qiaoqiao frowned. "Sister-in-law, the child has such a high fever, we have to take him to the hospital. Come up here."

Zheng Yulan: "I..."

"Come up here. I'll lend you the money for your child's medical treatment first, and you can pay me back when you have the money." Jiang Qiaoqiao said before Zheng Yulan could finish her sentence, noticing the fleeting embarrassment on her face.

Zheng Yulan knew that her going back to her parents' home would only waste two more days.

Her family might give her and her son a meal, but they would never pay for her son's medical treatment.

As a mother, how could she not want to save her child if there was even a glimmer of hope?

"Qiaoqiao, thank you." She said solemnly to Jiang Qiaoqiao, "After this National Day incident is over, I will repay you even if I have to work like a slave."

Zheng Yulan, holding the child, sat on the back of the bicycle, and Jiang Qiaoqiao drove the two of them to the hospital.

She paid for the child's check-up and hospitalization.

Xiao Guoqing didn't actually have a serious illness, just childhood pneumonia. He was given intravenous fluids according to the treatment plan and would recover in less than half a month.

Jiang Qiaoqiao stayed until Xiao Guoqing was on an IV drip before leaving. When Zheng Yulan learned that her son could be saved, she was so excited that she almost knelt down before her.

*

"Third brother, what kind of vegetables did you buy? It's all duck heads and feet, duck hearts and intestines. If you didn't have money to buy meat, you could have just told me and I would have given you the money. You yourself suggested that we siblings get together, and this is what you bring back? How are we supposed to do this?"

After Jiang Qiaoqiao greeted Lin Xiaohui, she heard Jiang Yongchang scolding Jiang Yong'an at her doorstep.

Jiang Yong'an didn't care at all, and said with a grin, "Second brother, we don't know how to make these things. Isn't there Qiaoqiao? Didn't you hear Mr. Xia say today that Qiaoqiao's cooking skills are superb? Ranran's lunch today was really awful. I also want to try how delicious the cooking that Mr. Xia praised is."

Jiang Yongchang looked at Jiang Yong'an and felt that he was acting strangely today.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, after all, one was his younger brother and the other was his younger sister, both blood relatives.

He, as the older brother, was happy that the two could get along well.

Jiang Yongchang didn't say anything more.

Yu Hanfei pulled him aside and said, "Yongchang, I feel that your third brother's attitude towards Qiaoqiao is a bit strange. Could it be that he's trying to help Jiang Yiran steal Qiaoqiao's recipe for making duck products?"

Jiang Yongchang frowned and instinctively defended Jiang Yong'an, "No matter how delicious Qiaoqiao's duck dishes are, they're just food, and not even a fancy dish. It shouldn't be that bad."

Yu Hanfei thought about it and realized that even if Jiang Yiran got Jiang Qiaoqiao's formula, what could she do with it?

Jiang Yong'an really didn't need to go to such lengths.

When Jiang Qiaoqiao entered the room, Huo Beixiao was already quietly washing the ingredients.

Jiang Yong'an, unusually, greeted Jiang Qiaoqiao with a beaming smile, "Qiaoqiao, when Old Master Xia was craving your duck dishes today, I was also thinking about them. I searched the entire market today to find just this much. I'm just waiting to see you show off your skills, so don't hold back!"

Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at the calculating glint in Jiang Yong'an's eyes and smiled faintly, "It's just a dish, what's there to hide?"

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and went to work with Huo Beixiao.

Yu Hanfei wanted to go forward to help, but Jiang Yong'an stopped her, saying, "Second sister-in-law, I'll go help Qiaoqiao and brother-in-law. You and your second brother can just sit and wait to eat."

Taking advantage of this moment, Huo Beixiao lowered his voice and asked Jiang Qiaoqiao, "What do you need me to do for you?"

"No need, if he wants to see what I do, let him watch," Jiang Qiaoqiao said with a smile.

She uses a lot of ingredients when making duck products, including spices and Chinese medicinal herbs. The combination of various herbs enhances the aroma and gives the ingredients a unique flavor.

Even if she let Jiang Yong'an watch her add the ingredients, Jiang Yong'an might not remember.

Jiang Yong'an watched as Jiang Qiaoqiao took out dozens of kinds of leaves, bark, roots, and plant seeds from the drawer, put them into a cloth bag, and threw them into a pot of water that had already boiled until it was dark and murky.

Then I put the cleaned duck parts in and glanced at the time.

About twenty minutes later, she turned off the heat, but did not take the duck out.

Jiang Yong'an knew that the most crucial element was the pile of leaves, bark, roots, and seeds that Jiang Qiaoqiao had just placed there.

"Qiaoqiao, is it really that complicated to make a duck dish? What were those leaves and stuff you put in there just now?" Jiang Yong'an craned his neck to look into the pot.

It has to be said that the duck dishes made by Jiang Qiaoqiao are indeed delicious.

The enticing aroma made his mouth water, and he was even tired of swallowing.

Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at Jiang Yong'an and said directly, "It's just angelica, cardamom, cinnamon, star anise, etc., which are all sold in Chinese medicine shops."

Jiang Yong'an's eyes lit up. He knew that Jiang Yiran bought the seasonings for making duck products from the grocery store. No wonder it didn't taste right!