After I traveled through the book, the scheming little villain had ulterior motives towards me

An Yuannian looked at the ingredients prepared by Grandma Zhou on the table and nodded with satisfaction.

"When do I start, miss?"

"You don't have to work so hard tonight. I'll prepare everything for you. Just wait and taste my cooking skills!"

"Miss, but..." Before Grandma Zhou could finish her words, she was interrupted by An Yuannian.

"Grandma Zhou, it's okay. I can handle it." An Yuannian pushed Grandma Zhou out of the kitchen and closed the kitchen door tightly.

[Host, you have to prepare so much!] Zhaocai was shocked when he saw the table full of ingredients.

'Small scene, I was responsible for the lack of staff when the children in the top class of our kindergarten graduated and cooked. An Yuannian tied up her hair and put on a dark green apron.

[Host, I want to eat it too.] Zhaocai felt a sour taste in his mouth when he saw the lemon on the table.

"Then I'll make more and allow you to eat some." An Yuannian washed her hands and started cutting vegetables.

She had her eyes on the glass greenhouse in the garden, which was extremely beautiful, especially when it snowed and the snowflakes fell on it.

The next step is to start preparing and cleaning the ingredients. It is now exactly four o'clock in the afternoon.

It will take about an hour to finish everything now, and then I will decorate the greenhouse and prepare gifts.

After all, watching the snow together requires a sense of ritual, and she remembered that in the book, Zizi was thrown in the snow by his father one winter and was not allowed to go home.

He walked a long way in his thin and worn clothes.

That was the first snow of the year after his mother left him. He was so cold that he lost consciousness. In the end, he relied on his strong desire to survive to make it home.

Even when he arrived at the door of his house, he didn't dare to go in. He could only huddle in the stairwell and keep warm with a torn quilt thrown by someone.

Thanks to that torn quilt, he was able to save his life. That year, the little boy never liked snow again.

The book mentioned that Zizi recalled it when he had a fever on a snowy day after he grew up. When he grew up, he felt very cold when he saw snowing, which was completely a psychological reaction.

This year she will give him a warm and unique snowy night.

An Yuannian started to stew the soup with her hands. She could drink the soup and it could also be light and not greasy for Zhou Po and Zi Zi.

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Qi Yiheng was knocked down repeatedly in the beginning but later he gradually started to fight back, and from being covered in bruises and unable to stand up in pain to now being willing to make his opponent as miserable as he was even if he was injured.

He would tell himself this every time he was about to give up.

Don't let what happened that day happen again, don't put your sister in danger again.

"Hengheng, why is your face like this?" Uncle Wang looked at the bruises on the corners of Qi Yiheng's mouth with a look of heartache.

This child is as stubborn as a donkey. He will stick to his decision no matter what the cost.

"Uncle Wang, I'm fine. It looks serious but it doesn't hurt at all." Qi Yiheng curled the corners of his mouth.

Normally he would never get hurt on his face because he was afraid his sister would see it and worry.

I accidentally got hurt on my face today, and my sister will definitely find out when I get back.

"Be careful, go back and apply the medicine quickly. The girl will be heartbroken if she sees you." Uncle Wang's usually slow speed increased a lot today.

"Uncle Wang, don't be in a hurry." Qi Yiheng felt the car speeding up, and his sister's eyes must be full of heartache if she was worried.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that the injury was worth it.

The car slowly stopped and Qi Yiheng got out of the car.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang. Remember to drive slowly on the road." Qi Yiheng waved his hand and watched Uncle Wang leave before starting to go home.

"Xiaoheng is back. What's wrong with your face?" The smile on Grandma Zhou's face froze.

"Hello, Auntie Zhou. My face is fine. Where's my sister?" Qi Yiheng smiled and comforted Auntie Zhou.

"The young lady told you to watch TV for a while because she has something else to do. You should come back to her later. Hurry up and put some medicine on your face." Grandma Zhou said as she was about to get medicine for Qi Yiheng.

"No need, Aunt Zhou. My face is fine and I applied medicine when I was there." Qi Yiheng stopped Aunt Zhou with a smile on his face.

"That's good. I'll go back to my room first." Grandma Zhou put aside the worry in her eyes and went back to her room.

Qi Yiheng skillfully turned on the TV and watched the financial news.

What could my sister be so busy that she wouldn't see him?

"Oh, this is the color of my light, don't touch it." An Yuannian slapped away Zhaocai's hand that was touching him randomly.

Little Zhaocai covered his hands with a look of resentment. He wondered what he had done to offend someone so that he couldn't even be touched.

"So stingy." Zhaocai curled his lips, picked up the bowl, squatted aside and watched An Yuannian busy with the arrangements.

"I'm really fed up with you. I was counting on you to come out and help, but you couldn't help at all and I spent so much money for nothing." An Yuannian was setting the tableware and had just brought over the hot meals.

"I'm so young and you're still making me work. Do you have any sympathy? You're a slave child." Zhaocai angrily stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth.

Really fragrant.

"You're going to piss me off to death! I really want to stuff you back in, so get out of my way right now." An Yuannian moved a chair and placed it where Zhaocai had just squatted.

"I'll leave after I finish eating." Zhaocai ate the delicious food quickly.

Ever since An Yuannian left, he could only eat snacks whenever he felt hungry.

Fortunately, this reward allows him to appear freely in this world, but it is also limited to once a day and only for one hour at a time.

If he hadn't been performing so well since his internship, it wouldn't have been his turn.

"I'm really asking for trouble." An Yuannian was packing up the things next to him.

She was almost regretting it to death.

This system is so stupid and so short, what can it do? All it does is eat, eat and eat.

It's as if I haven't had a good meal in my entire life.

"Host, where are my pastries?" Zhaocai finished scraping the meat from the bowl and stuffed the licked clean bowl into the small box, then moved closer to An Yuannian in a flattering manner.

"I've packed it for you a long time ago, in that box. There are so many of them that I'm almost dying of exhaustion." An Yuannian rolled his eyes fiercely and pointed reluctantly at the box on the table.

The egg tarts, cupcakes, crispy pork, milk tea and other things she and her son eat can be made in just over an hour.

This damn thing had to eat so much that she worked for three hours just for him.

It was already seven o'clock last night and her son was about to come back, so she hurriedly started making arrangements.

Just now, Grandma Zhou sent her a message saying that Zaizai had returned. She could only ask Grandma Zhou to hold her back and give her another half an hour.

"Thank you, host. If nothing else, I'll leave first." Zhaocai held the box and stuffed it into his small box, ready to leave.

"Go away quickly. I don't want to see you in the next few days." An Yuannian quickly waved her hand to let him go.

She hated it so much.

"Okay, bye." After saying that, Zhaocai disappeared, and his baby voice was still echoing in the greenhouse.

If she hadn't experienced it herself, she wouldn't have believed that such a thing existed in the world.

An Yuannian looked at the arrangement in front of him with satisfaction. Everything was ready except the protagonist.