Ever since she received the large order from the diesel factory, Li Guifang would become distracted even when kneading the dough, her mind full of thoughts on how to make the packaging sturdy and cost-effective.

After finally waiting until closing time, she dragged her tired body back home. When she pushed the door open, she saw Li Mingyuan slumped in the main room again.

Seeing him, Li Guifang recalled what happened this morning. Her eyes locked onto Li Mingyuan, who was slumped in the recliner. "Wow, Uncle Li, you're living a comfortable life these days. What was the sentence at your workplace?"

Li Mingyuan was secretly chewing on an apple when he nearly choked. "Ahem... Mom, the director approved my leave until the Lantern Festival..."

"That's all! It's not even been two months," Li Guifang snatched the apple away. "And there's more! How much more did you extort?"

"No! It's not like I can't move. Two months of vacation is pretty good!"

Li Guifang didn't say anything, just stared at Li Mingyuan.

Li Mingyuan felt uneasy when he was looked at, and he said timidly, "There is still 30 yuan for nutrition..."

"Thirty? So little!" Li Guifang smashed the apple core onto Li Mingyuan's instep. "Your father was injured at work, and the factory even compensated him with a bicycle! You're only worth three!"

Ten? Are you so worthless? "

Li Mingyuan frantically grabbed his collar and said, "Prices are different now..."

"Prices?" Li Guifang picked up the broom. "Shouldn't you be paid more? You're even less valuable!"

"Mom! My leg still hurts!" Li Mingyuan was scared to death when he saw his mother picking up a weapon!

"Are you in pain?" Li Guifang sneered, "Then when you cook later, remember to add more ginger to promote blood circulation!"

"Okay, I get it, Mom..." Before the last syllable of the word "Mom" was even finished, Li Mingyuan realized, "Mom, how can I cook if I'm like this..."

"Hey, did you get hit on the hand?" Li Guifang grabbed his ear. "When I saw you eating the apple just now, why didn't I see anything wrong with your hand?"

"But"

"But what is that!" Li Guifang threw her apron in his face and said, "Go cook! I want to eat braised pork!"

"But I'm a wounded soldier..."

"Hurt your uncle!"

Li Mingyuan wailed as he was dragged into the kitchen: "Be gentle! Mom! I'm injured..."

"I'm not going to hurt you!" Li Guifang slammed the kitchen door. "If you don't cook well today, I'll let you know what it means to hurt yourself!"

The food was served and Li Guifang was very satisfied with the delicious taste.

Li Guifang picked up a piece of braised pork and squinted her eyes as she tasted it. "Hmm, it's cooked well, but there's not enough sugar. I'll put more sugar next time! I'll buy some fish tomorrow and braise it with tomatoes. I haven't had fish in a while!"

"Can this fish be cooked with tomatoes?" Li Mingyuan had never heard of this dish.

"Why not?" Li Guifang cracked her greasy fingers as she instructed, "First, fry the fish until golden brown, stir-fry the tomatoes until they become a red broth, then simmer everything together... Oh, I like it spicy, remember to add chili peppers! I want the kind that can bring a dead person back to life!"

"Okay..." Li Mingyuan responded and continued to eat. As he was eating, he felt something was wrong. "Wait, Mom, you just said...I'll still cook tomorrow?"

Li Guifang rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, you're the only one eating for free at home. If you don't cook, who will? Or do you want to see your mother, exhausted as she is, come back to cook?"

After Li Guifang finished speaking, she looked at Li Mingyuan as if he were a fool!

Li Mingyuan's world has fallen, but people's sorrows and joys are not shared. Everyone is eating happily, and no one cares about his sadness!

After dinner, while chatting, Li Guifang asked, "Shuhang and Shuduo, when will you finish your exams? After that, come here for winter vacation!"

Li Shuhang jumped up excitedly when he heard this: "Grandma! We'll finish the exam next week!"

Li Shuduo's eyes sparkled: "Okay, I want to sleep with my sister-in-law again!" The two children were super happy!

Li Mingyuan also looked at Li Guifang with starry eyes.

Li Guifang raised her eyebrows. "Why are you looking at me like that? Come if you want."

In the evening, Li Mingyuan was about to take his two children back home, and Li Guifang specially sent him out!

Li Guifang then said, "Mingyuan, you and your children have to pay for eating here! Also, since you don't have to go to work recently, you will be responsible for the housework and cooking."

Li Mingyuan was completely stunned. Just when he was about to say something, Li Guifang simply closed the door and refused to see him!

Li Mingyuan, who was outside the door, returned to the family compound and still couldn't accept the fact that he had become a househusband!

Late at night, Li Guifang thought about the big order from the diesel factory. Her mind was full of croissants tap dancing, and she couldn't sleep again. She started to follow her husband's lead and started the pancake business!

Li Guifang tossed and turned without a clue. Seeing Li Jianghai sleeping soundly, she got angry and kicked her foot, "Old man! Wake up!"

"Ouch!" Li Jianghai jumped up and touched his face sleepily. "The kitchen is on fire? A thief broke into the house? Did you win the lottery?"

"You big-headed ghost!" Li Guifang sat cross-legged like a bodhisattva. "I was thinking about those croissant gift boxes!"

Li Jianghai rubbed his eyes: "That's all? I thought you were going to remarry..."

Having said that, he prepared to fall down and continue sleeping!

Li Guifang threw a pillow at him and said, "Seriously! Where can I find cheap and strong materials?"

Li Jianghai suddenly had an idea: "Hey! Old Tietou's wife! Isn't she in charge of the warehouse at the packaging and printing factory?"

Li Guifang's eyes lit up: "The one who always steals scraps home?"

Li Jianghai said proudly: "She is it! How many wives do you think Old Tietou has? I will go find her tomorrow! I guarantee I can get her a good and cheap one!"

Li Guifang said grimly, "You're right. If you dare to take this opportunity to drink with Lao Tietou, I can smell the slightest bit of alcohol..."

Li Jianghai immediately gave in and raised his hands above his head: "I promise not to even drink his tea. I promise to get straight to the point!"

Li Guifang finally lay down, and Li Jianghai secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead!

Li Guifang suddenly spoke again: "By the way..."

Li Jianghai shuddered: "What's wrong, ancestor?"

Li Guifang said sinisterly, "Remember, bargain as hard as you can! If you can't get the price down, don't come back!"

Li Jianghai silently pulled up the quilt and pretended that he had fallen asleep. It was retribution, it was all retribution!

If I had known earlier, I shouldn’t have cut the betrothal gift!