Rebirth in 1987, the fierce wife is not to be messed with!

Xu Jingjing raised her eyebrows: "That's not right. Ah Wei begged me to marry him, which means I don't have to do any housework! Then I have to ask him tonight!"

Qi Baolian sneered: "Ask if you want, who's afraid of who! Anyway, this house was bought by my Wei, if you don't like it, I'll kick you out!"

Xu Jingjing rolled her eyes: "Nervous!"

She entered the room and closed the door. Qi Baolian was so angry that she stood in the living room and muttered to herself, cursing for a long time. At the end of the curse, she slapped her thigh and said, "Fuck, didn't I ask her to cook?"

Jiang Peiwei returned home and saw Qi Baolian sitting on the sofa wiping her tears.

"Mom, what happened? Where's Jingjing? Why isn't she here?" He put the fruit in his hand on the coffee table. Qi Baolian took a look at the imported red apples in the plastic bag. It was a big bag, definitely not for her alone. She felt even more sad and wiped her tears harder.

Jiang Peiwei didn't know what happened, and was in a hurry. He held her shoulders and asked repeatedly: "Mom, what's wrong? Did someone bully you? Tell me, I'll help you!"

Qi Baolian shook him off, walked into the kitchen and started cooking. She moved slowly, but her tears fell a lot, drop by drop, into the rice washing water. Jiang Peiwei was heartbroken and chased after her: "Mom, what's wrong?"

Qi Baolian sobbed and said, "It's nothing. Mom has a hard life and a hard life. I thought you would marry a wife and have someone to help out and have a hot meal. But it turns out that even such a small wish can't be fulfilled. I tried to persuade her in a nice way that moving her arms and legs while pregnant would be good for childbirth. But she turned her face away."

Jiang Peiwei frowned: "Are you talking about Jingjing?"

Qi Baolian wiped her tears and said, "Do you have a second wife? Oh, it would be nice if you did. For example, Yuan Wanyi before, her family had endless money to spend, and she was an accountant, working in a department store, had an income, and she was also a glamorous person."

Jiang Peiwei said, "Don't be like this, Jingjing is much prettier than Yuan Wanyi. Pretty girls always have tempers, and she's pregnant. Mom, don't be angry, let's go out to eat today. I'll go and persuade Jingjing again."

But did Qi Baolian want to go to a restaurant? Qi Baolian wanted to control Xu Jingjing. She threw the rice pot onto the stove and burst into tears: "So you also dislike the rice cooked by your mother?! Wow... I can't live anymore!!"

Jiang Peiwei was shocked: "Mom, that's not what I meant!"

Qi Baolian took the opportunity to cry and snot, "Son, you work hard, and mom just wants you to eat better! Have a hot meal cooked at home! Anyway, I can't call the ancestor in there anymore, so go and call her out for me, and we, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, will cook for you together, isn't that good?"

When she said that, Jiang Peiwei really imagined his mother and daughter-in-law serving him together. He said hurriedly, "Okay. Mom is right. I'll go tell Jingjing right away."

He entered the room. When Xu Jingjing saw that it was him, she turned sideways, facing him with the most beautiful half of her face, pouting her lips: "You're back?"

Jiang Peiwei's heart melted when he saw her fragile appearance. He closed the door and said, "Yes. I am thinking about you and the baby. I bought some imported snake fruit. It's in the living room. Come out and eat it."

"Eat... after eating..."

Xu Jingjing turned around and looked at him: "What are you going to do after eating?"

Jiang Peiwei smiled and said, "After eating, go to the kitchen and help my mother cook. Mom is old and has a hard time."

Xu Jingjing frowned and said, "That won't work. I'm pregnant now and can't stand the smell of cooking fumes. I know, you invited me to eat snake fruit, it was fake, you found an excuse to coax me out, and you really worked with your mother. Jiang Peiwei, didn't we agree that after I get married, I won't do housework. Otherwise, my hands will be rough and my skin will be bad. How can I face people?"

At the end, she hugged Jiang Peiwei and started to act coquettishly, softly and tenderly. Jiang Peiwei softened his heart again and said, "I won't cook tonight. Let's go out to eat. I'll hire an auntie later."

Xu Jingjing just didn't want to cook, so she nodded happily and agreed: "Okay!"

Jiang Peiwei was also rewarded with a sweet kiss. Jiang Peiwei felt that the matter was resolved, and excitedly pulled Xu Jingjing out to find Qi Baolian: "Mom, change clothes, let's go out for dinner."

"What?" Qi Baolian was shocked, then unhappy. She pointed at Jiang Peiwei and burst into tears. "You prodigal son. Didn't I say I would cook? Why did you go out to eat again after listening to the vixen's pillow talk? What a waste of money. How can we live like this? This is a loss of fortune!!"

She slapped her thigh and started crying, as if her father had died. Jiang Peiwei was dumbfounded, "Mom, don't be like this!"

Xu Jingjing knew that this was not about cooking, but about setting rules. She was not willing to be outdone, so she held her stomach, slowly sat down and groaned loudly: "Ouch, my stomach hurts so much... so noisy..."

Seeing this, Qi Baolian cried even louder...

That night, people on half of the commercial street could hear the hustle and bustle here.

Even Xiaobaiyuan heard it. Dong Yuehe asked in surprise, "Who is quarreling here?"

Yuan Yuan buried her head in a pile of books: "I don't know, I don't care."

Dong Yuehe went out for a while and came back and said, "It turned out to be Jiang Peiwei who beat his wife. That's not right. His little girl was very beautiful, like a fairy. How come she became a different person after getting married?"

Yuan Yuan turned a page of the book: "That means there are two possibilities."

"What?"

"First, that fairy is a fake fairy; second, Jiang Peiwei is unlucky in marriage, and no one can live happily with him."

Dong Yuehe was stunned for a long time, then said, "That makes sense."

……

Just when Jiang Peiwei was overwhelmed by the trouble caused by Qi Baolian and Xu Jingjing, Yuan Yuan took the opportunity to intercept an export order that was originally supposed to belong to Mr. Tang, took it back and gave it to her own company, making the company fat.

She was so busy that Dong Yuehe simply turned down the dormitory that was originally assigned to her, and lived in Xiaobaiyuan exclusively, becoming the logistics minister.

In this way, every day when Yuan Yuan came home from work, she could eat home-cooked meals that suited her taste and drink refreshing seasonal soups. The weather was cold, and seeing that stir-fried dishes would cool down easily, Dong Yuehe also found a way to buy a lot of palm-sized clay pots and learned how to make ze ze pots. Sometimes it was ze ze chicken, sometimes it was ze ze lamb, and at worst, there was ze ze perilla beans, topped with lean meat seasoned with fermented black beans.

In less than a month, Yuan Yuan's face became rounder, her skin became white and smooth, and her complexion became rosy.

When she went out to discuss cooperation, everyone glared at her.

When she went to a company to discuss a contract, the man gave her a bouquet of roses and said, "Yuan Yuan, are you willing to be my girlfriend?"