Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife-Chapter 125: Money in the Pocket, a Pocket with Money

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Money in the Pocket, a Pocket with Money

Uncle Dong was so shocked he didn’t say a word. The rumors had always been circulating in the compound.

The Su family was supposedly so poor they couldn’t afford to take the Gu Family members to a hospital. The money they earned from their little stall selling cold skin noodles every day was just enough to eat.

And he had always assumed that once the Su family earned enough money from their stall, they would take the Gu Family members for medical treatment.

’So Jiaojiao was the Divine Doctor all along,’ he thought. ’This brilliant, beautiful niece of mine is truly full of surprises.’

Su Shuochi was in the living room entertaining the guests, his eyes glancing toward the kitchen from time to time. Everyone else, sharing a tacit understanding, also peeked toward the kitchen.

Soon, Mr. Su came out after washing his hands to set up the tables and chairs. Eldest Brother Gu was able to help arrange the stools.

The Su family’s living room had very little furniture to begin with, and Gu Jiaojiao hadn’t added much since, so there was just enough space for two tables.

A square table could seat eight, and a round table could seat ten, or even twelve in a pinch. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Mr. Gu and Second Brother Gu returned just as the tables and chairs were being set. Mr. Gu recognized most of the people in the living room.

But Second Brother Gu didn’t know a single person. He followed obediently behind his father, greeting everyone.

Then, they each washed their hands and took their seats. Dinner at the Su family’s was another ten-course meal, with all ten dishes prepared by Su’s mother.

Su’s mother had already mastered most of Gu Jiaojiao’s cooking techniques, so she couldn’t bear to let Jiaojiao do the cooking.

Su’s mother prepared a spread worthy of a rural banquet, adding in the new recipes Gu Jiaojiao had taught her.

The first dish was a "hodgepodge soup," containing a mix of sliced lean pork, cuttlefish, egg crepes, fish balls, and bamboo shoots... all in one bowl.

It was not only delicious but also beautiful, a true feast for the senses. Even the guests who had dined at the finest hotels in the Imperial City were full of praise.

Old Sir Xie knew the Su family was doing well, but he had never expected a spread this lavish.

Xie Zhuoyu hadn’t been back to the compound recently, so he had no idea his best friend’s family ate this well.

He had never eaten at the Su family’s home before. Prior to his injury, Su Shuochi always ate at the mess hall.

After he was injured, Su’s mother came to care for him and was in no mood to cook and entertain her son’s friends.

Xie Zhuoyu watched his friend attentively place food onto his wife’s plate, a smile on his face as refreshing as a summer breeze.

His friend’s eyes, normally as dark and bottomless as an abyss, could feel like blades of ice when he looked at people, piercing straight to the heart and freezing the very air in their lungs.

After his injury, they had become dim and hard to read. But now, as they gazed at his wife, they shone with a brilliant light.

And the wife beside him, with her sweet smile, looked as innocent as the girl next door. If he hadn’t heard it with his own ears...

...who would believe she was even more skilled than the long-famous Doctor He or the recently-risen Doctor Xia?

Watching them made Xie Zhuoyu want to find someone to marry. Just two hours earlier, he had been fuming about his mother pressuring him to do just that.

’I’ll just agree with Mom when I get back,’ he thought. ’I’ll even go meet that girl tomorrow.’ With that decided, the food in Xie Zhuoyu’s mouth suddenly tasted even more delicious.

"Jiaojiao, do I need to change my diet?" Li An asked hopefully.

"Well, look at you! Old man, I told you to change your diet before, and you fought me tooth and nail. What’s with the sudden change of heart?"

Doctor He was in awe. ’Senior Jiaojiao is incredible. A few words from her, and stubborn Old Li is willing to change his diet.’

"You’re the one who said I already have one foot in the grave. Why should I have bothered changing my diet then?" Li An shot back.

"Haha, Mr. Li heard Jiaojiao say he can live to be a hundred, so of course he’s willing to change his diet now. He wants to live a long time!" Xia Qiuming teased.

"Professor Li, please feel free to eat anything on the table," Gu Jiaojiao said. "We have several people recovering at home, so our dishes are relatively mild. In the future, you’ll just need to avoid sugary, spicy, and greasy foods."

Her smile was so sweet it was easy to believe her.

Uncle Dong, the Gu Family, and the Su Family all chose to ignore their usual preference for strongly flavored foods.

They conveniently forgot about the spicy boiled fish they usually ate, or the jianbing crepes they had for breakfast, as if those weren’t spicy or rich at all.

"That’s it? It’s that simple?" Li An asked, astonished.

"Mhm, it’s not that complicated," Gu Jiaojiao replied, her eyes smiling.

"Haha... This is great!" Li An’s round face beamed with a joy that made him look just like the Buddha.

The entire table of food was devoured, especially by the older gentlemen. On the round table, not a single drop of soup was left in the serving bowls.

After dinner, Second Brother Gu proactively made some digestive tea for everyone, and the conversation flowed endlessly.

Gu Jiaojiao also gave Li An a recombinant human insulin injection and said she would give him a supply to take back to the Imperial City.

Li An was so overjoyed he was grinning from ear to ear. It wasn’t until nine o’clock that the VIPs reluctantly departed for the guest house.

Su Shuochi, Gu Jiaojiao, and Grandpa Gu walked them to the gate of the compound. Uncle Dong had already arranged for a car to pick them up.

But the VIPs insisted on a slow walk, quoting the old saying, "A hundred steps after a meal will see you live to ninety-nine."

It was dusk, and the streetlights along the roads in the compound had already flickered on.

They were lantern-shaped, perfectly matching the style of the era.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, casting layers of light and shadow that created a magnificent scene.

"Shuo Ci, Jiaojiao, what are your dreams and aspirations?" Xia Qiuming asked, his gaze drifting up toward the moon.

From his brief conversation with Gu Jiaojiao, he’d inferred that her surgical skills were far superior to his own.

In every other area, she was his equal, if not his superior. He was filled with nothing but admiration.

’Of course my wife’s medical skills are better than Xia Qiuming’s,’ Su Shuochi thought. ’That’s completely normal.’

’Xia Qiuming is only in his thirties, but my wife lived to be twenty-eight in her past life.’

’Besides, look at the era she came from versus the one we’re in now.’

’Xia Qiuming has only studied abroad in one country. My wife said she’s been to many.’

Gu Jiaojiao answered without a moment’s hesitation. "I’m pretty simple. I only have two wishes: to have money in my pocket, and for my pocket to have money in it. Hehe..."

Su Shuochi then said proudly, "You might laugh at my wish, but in my heart and in my eyes, there is only Jiaojiao."

"There’s no need for me to tell you how wonderful Jiaojiao is. As long as I can stand by her side and share in all her joys and sorrows, that’s more than enough for me."

"Su, that doesn’t sound like you at all!" Xie Zhuoyu exclaimed.

"I’ve never seen you take an interest in anyone or anything outside of work since the day I met you."

"Taking the initiative might not be my style," Su Shuochi said, "but anyone who can make me do so is definitely someone I adore from the bottom of my heart..."

"Eldest Sister-in-law Su, you’re truly amazing. You’ve changed Su Yama so much I almost don’t recognize him anymore."

"Back in our unit, we all used to think Brother Su must have had an unhappy childhood or some kind of psychological trauma to be so ruthless and warped..."

"Zhuoyu, that’s enough! Is that any way to bad-mouth Shuo Ci?" Old Sir Xie scolded his grandson.

’The boy has no tact,’ Old Sir Xie thought. ’Doesn’t he realize these guests from the Imperial City are all important people?’

The others just roared with laughter, not thinking any less of Su Shuochi at all.

"Old Guy Gu, why don’t you come stay the night at the guest house with us?" Li An invited warmly.

He was so reluctant to leave he wished he could just make a bed on the Su family’s floor.

"It’s getting late," Su Shuochi said, seeing the older men were still reluctant to part. "Why don’t you all come back for breakfast tomorrow?"

"Excellent, excellent." Thinking that they would be able to visit the Su family again soon, the men finally got into the car and departed.

Gu Jiaojiao and the others had just turned to leave when, after only a few steps, they saw Sheng Shiwu standing by the side of the road with red-rimmed eyes. "Third Brother, what’s wrong?"