Chapter 2083: Getting even worse
Not only did she dig out the memory buried in her memory, but she also drooled at the thought of the taste of pickled ginger.
"You want to eat pickled ginger?" Qiao Dongliang was surprised.
"Well, is it troublesome to make this thing? Or you can tell me how to make it and I will try it myself?" Since she remembered the taste of pickled ginger, Qiao Nan felt weak in eating anything. Especially spicy food lacked the sourness of pickled ginger, and especially sour food lacked the spiciness of pickled ginger. The wonderful combination of spiciness and sourness was only embodied in pickled ginger.
In this life, before pregnancy, Qiao Nan never thought that she would be the kind of person who would be obsessed because of the desire to eat something. But in fact, ever since she had this idea, she even dreamed of the taste she experienced when she ate her first bite of pickled ginger at the age of five in the Qiao family. After
confirming that his daughter really needed him, Qiao Dongliang straightened his back: "Okay, I'll tell you how to do it, and you can ask Zhai Sheng to write it down for you?" Having said that, Qiao Dongliang decided that he would go to the vegetable market early tomorrow morning to pick out more than ten kilograms of old ginger that is most suitable for pickling ginger.
Doing it yourself and doing it with others are two completely different things. Qiao Dongliang was worried that the person who made pickled ginger in the Zhai family did not have his own skills.
To be honest, the method of pickling ginger is unique to the Qiao family. It is not original, but it is really unique. When Grandma Qiao was still alive, the family was poor, with little food and no vegetables. It just so happened that the ginger planted in the field grew particularly well. The problem was that in an era when there was not enough staple food, who would be willing to spend money on ginger as a cooking ingredient? It was good enough to be full, but if you were picky about the taste, you would get into trouble.
There was no other way, you couldn't waste things, so Grandma Qiao made all the ginger into pickled ginger for the family to eat. It was also a habit developed at that time. Later, Grandma Qiao would pickle some ginger at home from time to time and eat it as a vegetable. Pickled ginger has become a childhood memory for Qiao Dongliang.
Of course, the Qiao family's pickled ginger always has its own unique craftsmanship. Qiao Dongliang made these points very clear on the phone, but he was afraid that the Zhai family would not do a good job when they started. For this reason, Qiao Dongliang thought that he should let the Zhai family make some unauthentic Qiao family pickled ginger first, so that Qiao Nan could eat it for a few days.
He also helped with the work, and when the pickled ginger was ready, he asked a courier to send it to Qiao Nan. Qiao Dongliang also knew that pickled ginger was cheap, but if it was to be delivered to the capital, the courier fee would be several times, or even ten times, the fee of pickled ginger. But who made Qiao Nan want to eat it? No matter how much money he spent, it was worth it.
The next morning, Qiao Dongliang, who was about to become a grandfather, was almost the first person to enter the market except for the vegetable vendors. He bought a lot of ginger and several bags of seasonings.
"Mom, Dad got up very early today. He stayed in the kitchen all morning. What was he doing?" Qiao Zijin couldn't help being curious and asked Ding Jiayi: "It wouldn't take a whole morning to cook, right? Mom, don't you think my dad was very excited today and kept humming?"
In the past year or so, too many things have happened in the Qiao family. Qiao Zijin couldn't remember how long it had been since she last heard Qiao Dongliang humming: "Is there anything good happening at home?" Why didn't she hear anything at all?
Ding Jiayi, who was watching TV, stepped aside: "It's a hot day, why are you sitting next to me? Sit by yourself." When she said this, Ding Jiayi never took her eyes away from the TV. As for Qiao Zijin's question, Ding Jiayi's words did not solve the problem at all.
Since the topic of 100,000 yuan ended, Qiao Zijin thought that if Ding Jiayi was left alone for a while and Ding Jiayi was ignored for a while, Ding Jiayi would figure it out and stop asking him for 100,000 yuan. She didn't mention it again, but Qiao Zijin clearly felt that her mother seemed to be much colder towards her. Unlike before, as long as she appeared, her mother could only hold her in her eyes and heart.
"Mom, are you still mad at me?" If possible, Qiao Zijin didn't want to bring up the matter of the 100,000 yuan in front of Ding Jiayi. After all, until now, she had never thought of taking out 100,000 yuan to save Ding Jiayi's so-called marriage. They are all in their seventies and eighties, and divorce is something that young people do.
What's more, at this age, whether her parents divorce or not, as her father said, makes no difference. It's just her mother who is nervous and worried.
Ding Jiayi ate melon seeds and glanced at Qiao Zijin: "I'm mad at you, why should I be mad at you?" Look, she doesn't even dare to mention the words 100,000 yuan. This is worry, she wants it again, right?
"Mom..." Qiao Zijin shouted "Mom" for a long time, with twists and turns, and acted very coquettishly. There is no doubt that Ding Jiayi used to be the one who was most susceptible to Qiao Zijin's tricks, but now is not the past. Ding Jiayi said that this trick is no longer useful to her.
It worked before, because Qiao Zijin used a bunch of fictitious words of filial piety to make Ding Jiayi happy. Ding Jiayi thought that she could live a life like an old lady in the old days by relying on Qiao Zijin as her daughter. So no matter what Qiao Zijin said, Ding Jiayi agreed.
But at this moment today...
Ding Jiayi took a sip of water to moisten her throat: "I'm your mother, I always know that you should call people nicely. If others hear it, they will think that there is a ghost in our house in broad daylight."
"Mom, why do you suddenly change your attitude towards me?" Ding Jiayi made a 180-degree turn, which Qiao Zijin couldn't accept. It was like the person who was obsessed and crazy before suddenly woke up and had a completely opposite attitude: "Mom, you were not like this before. In the past, you always considered me and thought about me. You would not give up anything that was good for me. You would not do anything that was not good for me. Mom, you have changed."
He became selfish, with only himself in his heart, and forgot about her as his daughter!
Last time she asked for 50,000, this time she asked for 100,000, so what about next time? Her mother's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and her mouth is getting bigger and bigger. No matter how much money it is, her mother dares to ask her for it. She only has a total of 1.5 million. At this rate, her mother will take it all in less than three years.
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