174 The child’s dead father!
System: [Wow, a lifetime of being despised...]
Gao Qinghe was stunned when he suddenly heard a crying child's voice in his head, and then he ignored it decisively.
Jiang Baohai was standing in front of her and noticed her momentary daze, feeling a little strange.
But I didn't think much about it, I just thought my wife was worried about how to hide her private money.
Gao Qinghe opened the suitcase, poured out the clothes and sorted them out, intending to put them into the closet according to different categories.
Only to find out that there wasn’t a single clothes hanger!
None of her dresses and coats can be folded.
Turning around, he saw Jiang Baohai sitting on the edge of the bed, just looking at him with a smile, a dangerous grin on his lips.
Jiang Baohai was suddenly startled and quickly stood up, took the clothes from her hands and put them on the bed.
"Mom has prepared the meal. Let's go have dinner first. There's no rush to sort these things. I'll drive you to the county tomorrow and buy everything you need."
"Where are your clothes?" Gao Qinghe asked curiously.
The room was empty, filled with the new things she had brought, and there was no trace of Jiang Baohai's personal belongings.
Jiang Baohai explained: "Mom gave us the master bedroom. My things are still in the original room. I will move in tomorrow."
In fact, the four rooms in the old house are about the same size.
It's just that the orientation is different, and the master bedroom is brighter.
Gao Qinghe didn't know about the room change at first, but now that he knows, he doesn't think much about it.
However, at the dinner table, facing Jiang's mother who was still feeling awkward, he took the initiative to persuade her to order some dishes.
Jiang's mother never expected that she could also persuade people to cook. She was flattered but also a little nervous.
This huge reaction embarrassed Gao Qinghe.
Then you can just focus on eating your own food, whatever you like, just like you are at home.
However, Jiang Baohai and Jiang Yu looked at each other secretly and were obviously relieved.
After dinner, Jiang's mother sat and waited for about half a minute, thinking that her new daughter-in-law would get up and clean up the dishes out of courtesy.
Unexpectedly, after finishing the meal, the man smiled at her and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mom."
He got up from the table, went to the living room to turn on the TV, and after tinkering with it unskillfully, he successfully tuned to a channel and started watching TV.
There is no TV at home, nor in the house we rented before.
I haven't touched any electronic products other than my pager for more than half a year, and there is a lack of entertainment activities at night.
I am so excited to see a color TV now.
At 8:30 in the evening, CCTV's prime time was broadcasting "Women, Fences and Dogs", a rural family drama, which Gao Qinghe watched with great interest.
Jiang's mother waited and waited, her eyes almost popping out of their frames, but she couldn't attract the attention of Gao Qinghe who was giggling on the sofa.
Jiang Baohai coughed twice and quickly got up to clean up the dishes.
The boss hadn't done housework for a long time, so his movements were a little clumsy.
But even so, Jiang's mother's jaw dropped in shock.
The child’s dead father!
You, the son who never even helps when the oil bottle falls over at home, actually know how to wash dishes!
Jiang's mother didn't know that her son could not only wash dishes, but also wash clothes, socks and underwear.
In the past, when a couple lived alone, the boss would still have to do housework when the nanny took leave to go back to her hometown.
However, the Internet age is still much more convenient than it is now, at least you can order takeout.
His spoiled wife is actually very easy to coax. She can be happy for half a day with just a cup of milk tea.
If worst comes to worst, you can still go out to eat, or hire a temporary cleaner to do the housework.
It is really inconvenient to let outsiders do it, such as the expensive underwear that Gao Qinghe took off.
There are special washing machines for items that can be machine washed, but for items that cannot be machine washed, the boss has to do it himself.
However, men need to save face, so Gao Qinghe never tells others that Jiang Baohai washed his underwear with a cold face after they had a quarrel.
She always praises her husband for being such a great man~
Seeing that Jiang Baohai had almost finished washing the dishes, Jiang's mother finally came to her senses from her shock and stopped her son.
"What are you doing? This is not a man's job. Go ahead and do your work. Mom will wash it."
Jiang Yu, who was wiping the table and picking up the leftovers, couldn't help but ask:
"What about me? I'm going to study too."
When Jiang's mother heard this, she looked at him with an expression that said, "You are rebelling against the heavens!" She pouted and asked her daughter to come in and her son to go out.
Jiang Baohai spread his hands towards his sister, indicating that he could do nothing to help.
He walked over to the small green refrigerator, opened it, and asked, "Any more fruit?"
Mother Jiang frowned, "Didn't you just finish dinner?"
"Fruit after dinner. Qinghe needs to eat it while watching TV." Jiang Baohai responded as a matter of course.
Thinking of something, he reminded his mother: "Mom, don't put garlic in Qinghe's dishes in the future. You can put a little bit when making spicy dishes. She is allergic to garlic."
Tonight's dishes were all filled with garlic. Gao Qinghe didn't say a word and just picked and ate them.
Since his wife was so kind to him, Jiang Baohai certainly didn't want her to go hungry, so he had to give her some fruit to replenish her stomach.
Jiang's mother was surprised, "Is there anyone who is allergic to garlic?" She didn't know!
Jiang Baohai said seriously, "Some people are allergic to pollen and milk."
"What else is she allergic to?" Jiang's mother asked nervously.
I'm really afraid that my daughter-in-law will get hurt by the food and my son will be mean to her.
Jiang Baohai shook his head. "No, I'm just allergic to garlic. Just avoid it. We don't like garlic anyway."
Jiang Yu nodded in agreement, "I don't like garlic either. My mouth stinks for a long time after eating it."
The small refrigerator was filled with all kinds of things, and Jiang Baohai was about to ask where the fruit was.
Well, without his mother's reminder, he had already found the two red apples refrigerated in the refrigerator.
Fortunately, I covered them with a net bag, otherwise they would have been stained with the smell of food.
Under Jiang's mother's incredulous gaze, Jiang Baohai took a plate and peeled the apple.
She used another knife that she didn't use for cutting vegetables. She rinsed it three times with water before cutting the apple to make sure that it was not contaminated by any smell of vegetables from the kitchen.
After cutting two apples, Jiang Baohai gestured to his mother and sister to eat some, and brought the rest to the hall and placed them on the wooden glass coffee table.
"Wife, have some apple."
Jiang Baohai sat down next to Gao Qinghe naturally, helped her to straighten her crooked collar, and put a piece of peeled apple to her mouth with a toothpick.
"Thank you, husband. The apples you peeled are so sweet!"
Gao Qinghe stared at the TV, opened his mouth and took a bite of the apple, praising it in a seemingly sincere yet perfunctory manner.
The old couple knew each other well, but Jiang Baohai just fell for her trick. He didn't show it on his face, but he was very happy inside.
Gao Qinghe ate more than half of it and couldn't eat any more, so he asked him to eat a few bites himself, otherwise it would oxidize if left out for too long.
After watching two episodes of TV series, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Jiang Baohai asked Gao Qinghe to go back to the room first, and he came in after a while.
In her hands she held a red gift book and a floral cloth bag.
Lock the door and throw the cloth bag on the dressing table.
Gao Qinghe was applying facial cream and looked back at him in surprise, "You're so brave!"
A confident man is different.
He raised her chin proudly and said, "Counting money."
Gao Qinghe's expression changed from cloudy to sunny in a second. She wiped her face in a few strokes, wiped the remaining wipe on his face, and jumped onto the bed with the cloth bag.
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