Gu Zhengfeng readily agreed. After washing up, he went to the kitchen and saw that it wasn't just porridge; the girl had also prepared some pickled vegetables. Putting aside the taste, just the color alone made his mouth water.
She couldn't help but take a bite first. "Oh my, my daughter's cooking is still the best. Qiao'er, let me tell you, even if your mother and I combined, we can't cook as well as you. I'm leaving this period to you. Take good care of your mother and also take good care of yourself. You can't joke around with your health anymore."
The thick rice porridge, garnished with some green vegetables, looked very appetizing. Gu Zhengfeng drank two bowls of porridge, ate two steamed buns and some pickled vegetables before putting down his chopsticks.
"I'm leaving now. Call your mom again later—"
With his stomach full, Gu Zhengfeng walked with a swagger. Jiang Qiao watched her father leave and then began to tinker with the things she had brought.
Her father said that he took out some food, but they didn't touch the rest. There was one package that hadn't been opened yet, and he told her to do whatever she wanted with it.
Jiang Qiao didn't plan to do anything special; everything she needed to bring out was already in her bag.
When Wen Jingwan woke up, her first concern was for her daughter's health. After learning that the child was alright, she became interested in the meal Jiang Qiao had prepared.
The main reason is that the children's cooking is delicious, something she has to admit, as neither she nor her husband has any talent for cooking.
"It's so delicious! I ate an extra bowl than usual. Qiao'er, do you still have any kimchi? Bring me some—"
Jiang Qiao waved her hand and said, "No problem, there's plenty at home. I just marinated some this morning, and I'll marinate some more later. You can eat them slowly after I leave."
Don't let the fact that it was made on the spur of the moment fool you; Jiang Qiao put in plenty of seasoning, and it'll definitely be a great dish to eat with rice. Wen Jingwan had also considered keeping the green vegetables for her own family, since the baby in her belly still needs nutrition. She didn't know where her daughter got them from, but as long as there was food, she wouldn't meddle.
However, even if she wanted to meddle, Jiang Qiao would give her plenty of excuses.
After everyone left, Jiang Qiao began to check the house. The current situation was only slightly better than when she first arrived.
She couldn't help but sigh, these two young masters and ladies really weren't good at managing a household. Luckily, they were in the army and there was a canteen, otherwise, with their way of living, she felt that the couple might have to beg for food.
Look at this kitchen. Apart from a few cabbages, radishes, and potatoes, there's really nothing else. Not to mention pickled vegetables and sauerkraut. Although it's not good to eat too much of these things, you still have to prepare them for daily life. I guess that apart from cooking a little at home, the couple mostly eats at the canteen.
Since she comes from a poor family, she has no choice but to endure some hardship and rely on herself to make a living. She doesn't expect anything from the couple anymore; this is how her life will be.
She's starting to worry about her future child, who might be a younger brother or sister. Imagine how well this child would be pampered living in a house like this.
Gu Zhengfeng only realized he didn't have much at home after finishing his work. The problem was he didn't have enough time to prepare; he had to take his men out on a mission.
He hurriedly came back to get his things and told his daughter, "If you need anything, go to the cafeteria and tell them to put it on the tab. I'll settle the bill with them when I get back."
Jiang Qiao waved her hand, "Never mind, I have everything here. I'll go to the market later and bring back everything."
"Dad, what are you doing? Aren't you coming home for dinner?"
Gu Zhengfeng hurriedly stuffed two pieces of clothing into his bag. "Dad has something to do and will be away for a few days. You and your mother stay home and take good care of yourselves."
Jiang Qiao could tell from his reluctance to talk that he was a soldier, and that he had to obey orders and keep things secret. She paused for a moment, then turned around to prepare things for her father. He needed to bring food, and she had also prepared medicine.
"Here, take this. There are instructions inside. Do what you need to do, be careful, and come back soon."
Gu Zhengfeng patted his daughter's head with satisfaction, then turned and left quickly. Jiang Qiao stood on the ground for a while, still pondering. For her father to be so nervous right now, something big must have happened. Could it be that there was a problem at the border?
Even if there is a problem, it's not her responsibility right now. There's a whole group of people involved. If she goes there, what will that look like? She shouldn't give people reason to suspect something.
Resigned to her fate, she rummaged through her spatial storage, filling all the jars and pots in the house with pickled vegetables, sauerkraut, and spicy cabbage. With her gone, at least the couple would have something to eat with their meals. Relying on others to provide them would be a favor, and they might even laugh at her mother for not knowing how to manage money.
When it was time to eat, Wen Jingwan still hadn't returned. Jiang Qiao quickly took the lunchbox to the clinic to check, but she didn't see her. She heard that her mother had taken people to the surrounding countryside to treat patients.
With a sigh, he dejectedly turned around and walked back with his lunchbox in hand. Coincidentally, he ran into Meng Yuzhi on the way.
Meng Yuzhi didn't recognize Jiang Qiao at first glance. It was only after Jiang Qiao spoke that she realized who the girl in front of her was.
"Jiang Qiao? My God, what happened to you? You've lost so much weight! Are you having a hard time at home?"
Could Jiang Qiao say that she eats rice, flour, and meat every day? She couldn't say that, but she didn't want to explain why she had become like this, so she could only nod.
"Sigh, that's right, life at home is getting harder and harder. Auntie, where are you going?"
Meng Yuzhi looked worried. "I want to go to the convenience store to see if they have any meat left. My in-laws are here—"
Jiang Qiao nodded knowingly. "Then we really need to buy some good food. Is there any meat available at this time of year?"
Meng Yuzhi shook her head, "I didn't know they were coming. If I had known, I would have prepared earlier."
Her current worry isn't about not having meat, but about having food, but since everyone has come, she can't refuse to entertain them.
When guests came to visit, Jiang Qiao understood her situation. Life was already difficult enough, but if the house didn't have anything, it would be even harder.
After saying goodbye to Meng Yuzhi, she went back first. On the way, she encountered those children, and she didn't know who had spread the word, but someone really was shouting "Black Monkey Spirit—" behind her.
Jiang Qiao turned around and angrily confronted those brats, "Let me tell you, whatever I am, that's what you are too. We're all the same kind. When you call me, you're also insulting yourselves, do you understand?"
If you don't understand, I'm going to start beating you up—"
One of the children in the group was arguing vehemently, "She's not! She's the older sister, the older sister—"
Jiang Qiao looked up and was surprised to see that she recognized him. "Shuanzi? Why didn't you come home for dinner?"
The little one pouted, "My older brother and sister ate all my food and pushed me away, so I came out—"
Jiang Qiao sighed, squatted down, took out two pieces of candy from her pocket, and handed them to the little guy. "Here, sister will give you some candy."
As soon as Jiang Qiao took out the candy, all the little brats who had given her nicknames looked on with longing, and some of the bolder ones even gathered around.
Jiang Qiao glanced at them and stood up with an air of authority. "Who still calls me a cunning little monkey? If you do, you won't get any candy. But if you behave well, I might consider giving each of you a piece of candy."
They were all teenagers, and their craving for candy far exceeded their desire to give Jiang Qiao a nickname.
"Sister, we've all been good, can we have candy?"
Jiang Qiao nodded with a smile, and then asked the children what their parents did for a living after each piece of candy she gave them. With each piece of candy, Jiang Qiao's image in the children's minds instantly became much more impressive.
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