Rebirth in 1990, Leading Wife and Son to Counterattack Life

In his previous life, Wang Qian did not hesitate to abandon his family and children to escape the cage of the countryside, not returning for ten years.

However, for the rest of his life, he l...

Chapter 28 My Wife's Signature Dishes

Why are you being so polite with me?

Lin Xiaoyu blushed and added, "Then be careful on the road."

Finally, she mustered up her courage and said to the truck driver, "Sir, the road to the county town isn't in good condition, please drive slowly."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful!"

The driver quickly responded with a smile, and then they set off.

...

Wang Qian's home.

"Xiao Qian's dad, did you hear what Xiao Qian just said?"

Lu Aihua smiled broadly, "He's a young man who's never experienced anything, yet he's so considerate of Xiaoyu."

"Yes, Xiao Qian has grown up!"

Wang Yuanguang nodded in deep agreement, "Since Xiaoqian is so worried, then take some time to find a chicken and go to Aunt Zhang's house. When Xiaoyu is about to give birth, you should ask her to come and help deliver the baby."

"Okay, I'll go in a bit!" Lu Aihua nodded.

Lin Xiaoyu, who was standing next to her, added, "Mom, remember to bring two more eggs, an eight-yuan red envelope, and a red string."

"You don't need to remind me, Mom knows the rules of etiquette."

Lu Aihua looked on with anticipation, "Once Aunt Zhang helps you give birth, our family will need an extra pair of chopsticks and bowls."

...

On the way to the county town.

Out of boredom, the driver suddenly cast an envious glance at Wang Qian, "Your wife is so kind, she knows how to care for you so much. If my wife could care for me like that, I'd be laughing in my sleep."

Hearing this, Wang Qian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "Are you two having marital problems?"

"You'll laugh at me if I tell you!"

The driver joked, "My wife can't cook or do housework. The house is always a mess. All she does is play mahjong. If she loses, it's on me. If she wins, she just buys all kinds of expensive cosmetics and clothes."

“I rarely get to go home, and I have to cook for her.”

"If the food isn't good, they'll give you a good scolding."

"I even suspect that while I was out there working myself to the bone driving to earn money, she might have been cheating on me..."

At this point, the driver seemed to realize he had gone too far and quickly changed the subject, "Ahem, ahem, how many children do you have?"

Wang Qian snapped out of his daze and, barely suppressing a laugh, replied, "She's about to give birth; this is her first."

No wonder you work so hard.

The driver sighed, "Having such a good wife makes all the hardship and toil worthwhile."

"Sigh, don't even mention it, every family has its own troubles."

While he gave this perfunctory reply, Wang Qian felt a pang of regret in his heart.

I didn't know how to cherish her in the past, and I let such a good wife suffer for half her life.

Now, someone is actually envying me.

The more this happened, the more incredibly lucky he felt.

Heaven actually gave me a second chance!

In this life, he firmly grasped the happiness around him.

Because the journey was quite long, and he hadn't eaten yet, he opened the two lunchboxes when the truck reached a smooth section of road.

A lunchbox contained stir-fried meat over rice.

The other lunchbox contained roasted green pepper sauce.

"Xiaoyu actually made this for me?"

Wang Qian was somewhat surprised.

This roasted green pepper sauce is Lin Xiaoyu's specialty, and it's even considered a secret recipe.

First, roast the green peppers until they are charred black, then chop them up, and finally marinate them with various seasonings for a few days. The result is not only delicious in color, aroma, and taste, but also goes very well with rice.

Even the driver next to him glanced at it and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Your box of roasted green peppers smells so good, and they look delicious too. How did you make them?"

The driver couldn't help but ask.

"My wife made it, but I don't know the specific steps!"

Wang Qian shook his head with a wry smile.

All he knew about this roasted green pepper sauce was that it was made by Lin Xiaoyu.

But before this, he had never cared about these things, so he really didn't know the specific production method.

"If those rich people in the city saw this box of green peppers, they would definitely be envious."

The driver said with a smile, "I often drive out to pick up goods and I've met many wealthy bosses. They're used to eating big, meaty dishes, so they prefer this kind of light and appetizing food."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Wang Qian suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

If wealthy people really like this roasted green pepper sauce, maybe it could be made into a product and sold.

If it's done well enough, it might become a globally popular brand like Lao Gan Ma in later generations.

"It seems that when I meet Li Guangsheng later, we can discuss whether there is a possibility of cooperation on this matter."

With that thought in mind, he put the lid back on the box of roasted green pepper sauce and only ate the stir-fried meat rice.

Since we want to sell this local specialty to Li Guangsheng, he certainly can't eat it; we need to keep it as a sample.

Moreover, the potato business can't last long; he needs to plan for the long term.

And this roasted green pepper sauce might just be the breakthrough for him to expand his business.