Back in China, people could say she couldn't make money, but they couldn't say she was a bad cook!

She has an absolute passion for cooking.

Now that she has gained her daughter's approval, her inner pride immediately swelled up, and she replied in a low voice, "I may not be able to beat them when it comes to steamed fish, but I've thought about it, why should I compare myself to others in terms of their strengths?"

Everyone has their own preferences when it comes to food. I can make dishes like chopped chili fish head, pickled cabbage fish, boiled fish, crispy fried fish bones, braised fish fillets... There will always be people who like to eat them, and if people like to eat them, then I can make money.

There's also rabbit meat, made from fat, domesticated rabbits. The meat is tender and juicy, roasted until golden brown on both sides, sizzling with oil, and then brushed with layers of honey. It's tender, juicy, and leaves a lingering fragrance in your mouth.

"It's okay if you don't like sweets, just make baby ginger and double pepper rabbit, dry pot rabbit, cold rabbit, or 'diving rabbit'..."

Not only Yan Qiu, but the other children were so engrossed in the conversation that they forgot to eat for a moment.

Fan Jiang swallowed hard and whispered, "Mother, I really want to eat what you mentioned."

Shuiqing also wanted to eat it, but the materials and venue didn't allow it.

Yan Qiu gradually formed a clear idea in her mind, and she asked Shang Shuiqing, "Mother, I want to learn how to cook with you, okay?"

After saying that, he quickly added, "It's not like before where I just focused on saving food; I want to make delicious food!"

Shui Qing sniffed, feeling gratified!

Her culinary skills have finally been passed on!

The greatest joy of raising a daughter is that she loves what her daughter loves.

Shuiqing thought the greatest joy of having a daughter was that her hobby would be passed on, but she never expected that even greater joy was yet to come.

The seven of them ate all the food on the table, even the soup was eaten by the burly Fan Jiang with his rice.

Then Yan Qiu and Xing Hui each took out a gift and handed it to Shui Qing.

“Mother, the shopkeeper said this is a hairpin made of ebony, polished very smoothly, and it’s a gift for you,” Yan Qiu said softly.

Once she earns money, she'll buy her mother a silver hairpin—no, a gold one!

Xinghui handed over a pearl hairpin, saying, "Mother, I think this is very pretty, it's for you!"

Shuiqing had previously seen her two daughters at the jewelry counter, and thought that girls would like jewelry, but she never expected that they were buying it for themselves!

Her usually quick-witted mind was a little slow to process what she was seeing, and she repeated blankly, "Given to me?"

Yan Qiuxing nodded heavily.

It was on the train that they realized the difference in wealth between themselves and their younger brother.

The three younger brothers wailed incessantly, saying they were willing to trade them. The girls understood what was happening as they watched their parents' smiling eyes.

The good life they have now is all thanks to their father and mother.

It's hard to choose a gift for Father, but they can still pick one for Mother. They just hope Mother will like it.

Shui Qing happily accepted it and turned to look at her three sons.

The three men, Jiang Hehu, and Jiang Hehu, lowered their heads as low as they could.

They were only thinking about slingshots back then; they never imagined they'd be giving gifts to others. Even if that person were their mother, they wouldn't have thought of it.

Shuiqing: .....An old saying goes, "Once you have a wife, you forget your mother." How is it that you forget your mother once you have a wife?

The wife can't take the blame for this.

They don't even think about their mothers when they don't have wives!

Jianghehu: Waaah, Daddy didn't send me a gift either.

Of the four men, Fan Jin was the most composed.

Shuiqing knew that he had no money on him.

How could I blame him?

The waiter was called over to pay the bill, and as Jiang Hehu and his two young children watched their mother take out her purse, they finally understood why their father was so at ease...