It is really not easy to be the mistress of the Shao family. It is an honor and status, but also a shackle and responsibility. If you are not careful, you will be suffocated.

If it weren't for Mrs. Shao's peaceful old age, he would have wanted to resign from the position of head of the Shao family long ago.

Even he felt it was hard, so why would he drag the woman he loved into the muddy swamp? "You're right, Zhiqiu, I'm forcing you. Can we still get along like old friends in the future?"

"Yes, of course."

After receiving her response, Shao Lin showed a satisfied smile on his face.

—

After the divorce, Yang Jiayong returned to Zhejiang Province to continue working, while his new daughter-in-law Hu Wenqin stayed in the Yang family to take care of her pregnancy.

When she first came to the Yang family, Hu Wenqin pretended to be sweet-mouthed and kind-hearted, which made Yang's mother very happy.

After getting married to Yang Jiayong, Hu Wenqin's true colors were revealed. Not only did she want the Yang family to give her a wedding that was as grand as the one when she married Huang Qinghe, she also wanted four new items of furniture and a 200-yuan betrothal gift.

The new four big items are television, bicycle, electric fan and gold ring.

Yang Jiayong had saved some money in the past few years, but this money was intended for building a new house. If he bought these four new items, his savings would be almost empty.

Yang Jiayong tried to persuade him with kind words, saying that he would owe the money first and pay double the amount after building a new house.

But Hu Wenqin was not so easily fooled. She gave Yang Jiayong an ultimatum directly, saying that if he didn't see these things within a month, he would have to take the baby back to his parents' home.

Yang Jiayong thought that Hu Wenqin was pregnant with such a big belly and had no money, so he didn't take her words to heart and packed his luggage to Zhejiang Province the next day.

Yang Jiayong just left, and Yang's mother and father were miserable.

Hu Wenqin made trouble with them every day, but the two old people did not dare to talk back because they were worried about the grandson in Hu Wenqin's belly. They had to do everything they could to coax and pamper Hu Wenqin and not let her go back to her parents' home. Their life was miserable every day.

That day, Yang's mother was upset with Hu Wenqin at home. After she went out, she couldn't help but cry and complain to others.

"You don't know how difficult this little bitch is to serve. She complained that my rice was too hard for her to digest, and that I cooked porridge too light, saying that I wanted to starve her and the baby in her belly to death. She insisted on meat at every meal, otherwise she wouldn't eat. She also complained that my cooking was not tasty and found fault with me all day long. I've had enough of it. Wait until she's done with the food, and then I'll show you how I'm going to deal with her!"

After hearing Yang's mother's crying, several aunts looked at each other, and their eyes were all filled with gloating.

In the past, Yang's mother didn't know how to appreciate what she had. Her ex-daughter-in-law served her and Yang's father like a nanny, and the in-laws sent rice, meat and oil to the Yang family from time to time. They were so envious.

Now, he has driven away his virtuous and wealthy ex-wife and married a lazy little bitch. Isn't this what he deserves? Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles.

Within a day, the discord between the Yang family and the new daughter-in-law reached the ears of the Huang family.

After hearing this, Liu Zhi cooked a large table of delicious dishes that night, which made Yang Xinghua very strange.

"It's just the two of us eating, why did you cook so many dishes?"

"I'm in a good mood today and want to eat something delicious. Mom, you can eat as much as you want. I'll send the rest to Jianjun and Dad tomorrow."

"What are you so happy about?"

Liu Zhi told Yang's mother everything about how the new daughter-in-law made her angry.

After listening, Yang Xinghua was silent for a while before speaking, "How can we have so many delicious dishes without wine? Go and get the Wuliangye liquor that we didn't finish last year."

"Hey, Mom, wait a minute."

Liu Zhi immediately went to get the wine and cups happily.

—

The test results came out quickly, Huang Qinghe suffered from congenital fallopian tube obstruction and needed surgery to clear it.

The medical expenses, surgery fees and hospitalization fees added up to just over a thousand, which was exactly the amount Huang Qinghe received from Yang Jiayong.

Although all the money was spent, Huang Qinghe didn't feel bad at all. Instead, she took Shao Mo's hand and said with emotion: "Fortunately, I am divorced, otherwise the Yang family might not let me go to the hospital to treat this disease until I was 30."

Shao Mo patted her comfortingly, "Sister Qinghe, sacrifice money to avoid disaster, and your good days will come in the future."

"Momo, I want to go to work as soon as I get out of the hospital."

"Sure. In addition to you, I have also hired a cook. You two will cook together in the kitchen. After the food is ready, each of you will deliver it to the five stores. I will then give each of you a small motorcycle so that you can travel more conveniently."

Huang Qinghe looked embarrassed, "Momo, I don't know how to ride a motorcycle."

"It's okay, you can learn it, it's almost the same as riding a bicycle."

"Well, okay, Momo, thank you."

—

Almost all the employees of the specialty store are Beijing natives. In order to let Huang Qinghe master the essentials of Beijing cuisine as soon as possible, after Huang Qinghe was discharged from the hospital, Shao Mo specially brought Huang Qinghe to Hua Sao and let her learn how to cook Beijing cuisine from Hua Sao.

At the same time, Huang Zhiqiu also went to Lanju to visit Mrs. Shao.

The gift Huang Zhiqiu gave to Mrs. Shao was a set of bamboo products that he had woven himself, including mats, pillows, fans, baskets, baskets, and winnowing dustpans, a total of nearly twenty items.

Every piece of bamboo is unique and exquisite in terms of craftsmanship, shape and pattern, just like a work of art, and it is obvious that it took a long time to prepare.

Mrs. Shao praised Huang Zhiqiu for his cleverness and dexterity, but she glanced meaningfully at her son.

She obviously misunderstood that it was her son's idea and asked Huang Zhiqiu to use this method to please her.

Shao Lin quickly responded with his eyes: It’s not me.

He had indeed asked Huang Zhiqiu to weave a set of bamboo utensils for him before, but that was just a casual remark. He did not dare to expect Huang Zhiqiu to personally weave a set of bamboo utensils for him.

Come to think of it, he has known Huang Zhiqiu for such a long time, but he has never received a gift from Huang Zhiqiu personally.

Thinking of this, Shao Lin couldn't help feeling sour.

The lunch was very sumptuous, with all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, enough to show how much Mrs. Shao valued Huang Zhiqiu.

After dinner, Mrs. Shao invited Huang Zhiqiu to visit her orchid room.

Huang Zhiqiu went there happily.

When they arrived at the greenhouse, Mrs. Shao first took Huang Zhiqiu for a tour, and then asked Huang Zhiqiu to pick two pots of flowers he liked to take back, but Huang Zhiqiu politely declined.

"Thank you for your kindness, Madam. I will be returning to An City tomorrow. Orchids are delicate and it would be a pity if they were damaged by the bumps on the road. It would be better for them to be kept in your yard."

Hearing her words, Mrs. Shao turned around and looked at her. "Don't you feel tired from always running back and forth? You are not young anymore, have you ever thought about settling down?"

"Thanks to Momo, I always come here by plane, which is much faster and more convenient than taking the train. My life is pretty stable now. I have my own career, and my parents and brothers are all doing well. I am very satisfied."

(End of this chapter)