Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

Panda Novel

Qiao Jiusheng did not know how to reply.

She actually understood that what Fang Yusheng said was true.

Although she loved to play and mess around, she had never made a great enemy. Her only enemy was Qiao Jiuyin, but Qiao Jiuyin was still squatting in prison. The person who hired the killer must be someone who hated Fang Yusheng to the core.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Fang Yusheng remained silent.

Qiao Jiusheng could not stand his silent and serious expression. She still loved Fang Yusheng, who liked to show off and was a little funny. She coughed lightly and said, "I'm thirsty."

Fang Yusheng immediately stood up, poured some water, and fed her. His actions were practiced and smooth.

Qiao Jiusheng drank some water and her throat did not feel so uncomfortable.

She added, "I'm so hungry!"

Fang Yusheng's expression turned serious and he quickly asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

"No restaurant is still open at this time, right?" Qiao Jiusheng said again. "Aunt Jin and the rest haven't woken up yet. Bear with it for a while."

Fang Yusheng said, "I can get the people at the restaurant to make it and send it over." The half acre flower field restaurant was also open at night. Fang Yusheng was the boss, so he could eat the fish from the South Pole if he called. Qiao Jiusheng thought about it and said, "I want to eat lotus seed porridge. I remember that the restaurant has this porridge. I ate it last time, and it tasted especially good."

"Okay."

It was not easy to eat a bowl of fresh lotus seed porridge in the early winter, but when Fang Yusheng called, the manager on the other end agreed without a word. After hanging up the phone, Fang Yusheng said to Qiao Jiusheng, "There's only porridge in the morning. That porridge will take a few hours to cook."

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Yusheng knew that pregnant women could not be hungry. If they said they were hungry, they would be hungry. If they did not eat, they would panic.

He thought about it and said, "When I went to get water previously, I saw a family member cooking at the end of the corridor. How about this? I'll go fry a poached egg for you and cook a bowl of noodles." He had cooked a few times over the years. Although it was still very unpalatable, it could still be eaten.

A bowl of noodles would not kill her.

Upon hearing Fang Yusheng's suggestion, Qiao Jiusheng wanted to reject him. For some reason, Fang Yusheng always had an inexplicable confidence in cooking. Qiao Jiusheng was too embarrassed to tell him that the dishes he made were actually so bad that even stray dogs would not smell them. However, she doted on her husband. Even if Fang Yusheng wanted to destroy the world, she would give him explosives.

Qiao Jiusheng hid her rejection in her stomach and said to him with a smile, "Alright, put less salt. Don't let the eggs be fully cooked."

"I know."

Although Fang Yusheng was not good at cooking, he knew Qiao Jiusheng's eating habits very well.

The small supermarket downstairs was open 24 hours a day. Fang Yusheng went to buy a packet of noodles and some condiments. Their family did not put MSG in their dishes, so he did not buy it. Qiao Jiusheng liked spicy food, and there was none in the supermarket. Fang Yusheng searched around but could not find it, so he gave up.

It was good that there was no chili. Ah Sheng was injured now and had to eat something light. Eating too much chili was not beneficial to her recovery.

When Lisa sent things over later, she brought some bird's nest, brown sugar dates, and eggs. As Fang Yusheng cooked the noodles, he soaked the bird's nest in a clean bowl. Qiao Jiusheng still had to stay in the hospital for a while. She was hungry and thirsty, so it was good to drink some stewed bird's nest.

Qiao Jiusheng lived in the maternity VIP ward. This floor was filled with pregnant women and expectant mothers who were about to give birth. When Fang Yusheng went to the small kitchen, a man and a woman were cooking inside. The woman looked to be in her sixties, and the man was in his thirties or forties.

Fang Yusheng wanted to borrow a pot from them, so the mother said, "These pots can be used. Just wash them clean."

Fang Yusheng raised his eyebrows and took out a wire ball to swipe a pot five to six times. He placed the pot on the induction cooker on the stove, opened it, poured mineral water, and waited for the water to boil. He leaned against the kitchen counter and opened the chat records of his bad influence of friends in the OK group.

At the side, Fang Yusheng heard the conversation between the mother and son.

The mother said, "She just doesn't know how to give birth. She's already given birth to a second child, and it's another daughter. Sigh, she's going to be 35 soon. This time, it's still a cesarean section. If she wants to give birth again, she'll have to wait a few more years." As the mother spoke, she angrily poured a few eggs into the brown sugar water and started nagging again. "I told you not to have a cesarean section. Just give birth naturally. You didn't listen. You just like to listen to your wife. Her farts are fragrant to you!"

"This is great. In a few years, she will be old and pregnant! How can she give birth!"

The more the mother spoke, the angrier she became.

His son was extremely embarrassed. He looked at Fang Yusheng and lowered his head to say to his mother, "Mom, stop talking. There are outsiders here!"

"I will say what I want!"

The mother glanced at Fang Yusheng and glanced at his face a few more times. She saw Fang Yusheng raise his head and look at her. The old woman smiled and said to Fang Yusheng, "My son graduated from a graduate school and opened a factory himself. The company is doing well, so our family has to have a boy! Otherwise, when they're old in the future, who will take over the factory?"

The old woman did not feel that there was anything wrong with her thoughts. Seeing that Fang Yusheng did not talk to her, she said to her son, "I've told you a few times that no matter how good a daughter is, she will have to get married sooner or later! You can't give your money to someone else, right?"

"Sigh, it's also fate. Why are other wives so good at giving birth? Can't your Ah Hui give birth to a son?"

When the water boiled, Fang Yusheng threw the noodles into the pot and heard his son say, "Mom, it's not Ah Hui's fault. It's also my fault that I couldn't give birth to a son."

Although the mother understood this logic, she was furious.

"You're still on her side! A few years ago, I didn't agree to let you marry her. I asked you to marry Mingzhen, but you didn't listen and insisted on marrying Ah Hui. Heh, Mingzhen has two sons now. Look at you guys." The more her mother spoke, the angrier she became. In the end, she could only shake her head helplessly.

Fang Yusheng used his chopsticks to scratch the pot a few times before turning around to take an egg. He was washing it under the tap when he suddenly sensed someone behind him. He turned his head slightly and saw a woman in blue pajamas standing at the kitchen door. The woman was carrying a newborn baby in her arms. Her face was still a little pale.

She stared at her mother, who was complaining non-stop, and then at the man who had never defended his wife. The light in the woman's eyes darkened inch by inch. Fang Yusheng frowned and guessed this person's identity.

He suddenly said, "In this world, everything changes quickly. Perhaps your son's factory will close down when a financial crisis erupts?"

Upon hearing this, the mother and son looked at Fang Yusheng at the same time.

The man frowned, clearly a little unhappy. As a mother, she did not have a good expression. She glared at Fang Yusheng and scolded, "What are you talking about! Why can't you bear to see others doing well? Are you hoping that my son will go bankrupt?"