177 Jiang Lao San, you don’t wash your feet
I bought so much stuff that the trunk and back seat of the car were full.
For the two big items, the mattress and the washing machine, I had to ask the department store staff to help find a car to take them back.
After saying goodbye to their younger brothers and sisters, Gao Qinghe and his wife drove a car full of things home.
When passing by the pedestrian street, Gao Qinghe got off the car and bought a lot of big bone sticks to see Xiao Hei and the others.
The dogs rushed out after smelling the scent and gathered around Gao Qinghe's feet enthusiastically.
Only the aloof Xiao Hei stood in front of her with his tail raised, staring at her intently with his fierce eyes.
Gao Qinghe stretched out his hand, but no one took the initiative to rub it.
Forget it, if the mountain is not mine, I will be the mountain.
Gao Qinghe rubbed the dog's head vigorously and selected a large bone stick with the most meat to feed it.
"I've moved. I live in Zhaozhuang, next to the town west of the county seat. If you miss me in the future, come find me there. Of course, I'll definitely come to see you when I come to the county seat."
Regardless of whether the dog could understand or not, Gao Qinghe gave detailed instructions.
Xiao Hei seemed to really understand. He spat out the bone he was chewing and looked at her with eager eyes.
Gao Qinghe smiled and said, "I know you're a powerful dog. You can smell me, right? You'll definitely find me. I'll be waiting for you. I'll give you a big piece of meat!"
Xiao Hei barked "Woof woof!" twice, and maybe because he was praised, he swung his tail slightly.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the tail swept across Gao Qinghe's calf.
The dog's head moved closer and circled around her several times, as if it wanted her to stay and not leave.
Gao Qinghe picked up the bone again and gave it to it, "Eat it quickly. If you're hungry next time, go find him at the door of Gao Qingmiao's store and ask him to give you a snack."
As I spoke, I felt reluctant to leave.
Gao Qinghe squatted down and coaxed the dog like a child, "Xiao Hei, do you want to come home with me? I'll ask Jiang Baohai to build you a big doghouse, and ask my mother-in-law to stew bones for you every day. How about it?"
Xiao Hei whimpered twice, looked at her reluctantly, and retreated into the alley with the big bone in his mouth.
Forget it, you stinky dog!
Sighing helplessly, Gao Qinghe stood up and left the alley.
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Jiang's mother is not good at making friends. Usually others come to her house to find her, and she rarely goes out to socialize actively.
The most popular person in Zhaozhuang these days is Gao Qinghe, the beautiful new bride.
So, when the couple drove back home, they found five or six middle-aged women about the same age as Jiang's mother sitting in the yard.
The sun was very strong in the afternoon, and the kitchen doorway cast a shadow, so several people sat there.
Jiang's mother took out all the melon seeds, peanuts, and fruit candies in the house to treat everyone.
The ladies were being polite while putting handfuls of candy peanuts into their pockets.
After filling his pockets, he grabbed a handful and knocked on it while asking Jiang's mother, "Where's your new wife? Why haven't you seen her these past two days? Are you embarrassed to go out?"
Jiang's mother liked this kind of lively atmosphere with so many people. After one plate of peanut candies was cleaned out, she went to get another one and then sat down.
He was just about to complain to his fellow villagers, saying that the new daughter-in-law had never washed a single bowl or cleaned the stove since she came home.
Two car horns sounded, and Jiang's mother was startled. She almost bit her tongue as she was about to say something.
"Oh, Xiaohai is back!" Aunt Zhang at the village entrance pointed at the big iron gate and reminded.
Jiang's mother quickly stood up and walked over to help open the door to make it easier for the car to drive in.
On the way here, they encountered several large trucks carrying sand. Gao Qinghe didn't have time to close the window, and got covered in dust. He got out of the truck with a dustpan.
When I looked up, I met five or six pairs of inquiring, curious, teasing and scrutinizing eyes. A big smile immediately appeared on my face and I nodded at them.
Jiang Baohai parked the car, opened the door and trunk and took the things out. Gao Qinghe also helped with some lighter items, and a small pile of things was placed in the hall.
The ladies gathered around curiously and said, "Wow, what did you buy? Why are they so old?"
Everyone has curiosity, but one must also maintain a good sense of propriety.
Gao Qinghe grabbed a hand that wanted to touch her, and pulled the person away with a smile, "Auntie, please move aside. Don't block the road."
As the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you.
In addition, Gao Qinghe had a face as beautiful as a magazine star, so the old lady who was pulled away was not angry at all, but smiled at her embarrassedly.
Jiang's mother didn't care about this. In her opinion, these were things bought by her son, so of course she could touch and look at them.
Gao Qinghe was not polite either, and softly instructed: "Mom, put the soap, laundry detergent, wash basin and so on in the bathroom. I also bought a shelf. We will keep them separate in the future so that you don't take the wrong ones when you take them."
Before Jiang's mother could speak, she added, "I saw that old expert on TV say that you can't share a foot basin and a wash basin to avoid infecting each other with athlete's foot."
The women laughed and teased Jiang's mother, "Young people just know a lot."
Someone even whispered in her ear, "Your wife is as beautiful as a celebrity. I didn't expect her to still be smiling. Xiao Hai is so lucky."
Gao Qinghe took another look at the old lady. Just as he got off the car, he heard Jiang Baohai call her Aunt Zhang.
Well, she is a cute lady who can talk.
When Jiang's mother heard everyone praising her daughter-in-law, she swallowed back all the complaints she hadn't had time to say, and continued to do the hard labor with a smile that was uglier than crying.
After putting everything in where it belonged, Gao Qinghe planned to organize the closet.
The old ladies were even leaning against the door to watch.
If I wasn’t so familiar with Gao Qinghe, I would have wanted to come in and take a look.
Gao Qinghe had experience in dealing with these old ladies. While asking them if they had eaten or drunk and asking some random questions, he pushed them out the door.
When the gate was closed, the ladies were still standing at the door of the Jiang family's old house, talking and laughing, and they had no idea that the venue had been moved.
When I reacted, I was filled with surprise and had no idea what had happened.
However, his pockets were full of peanuts, melon seeds and fruit candies, and he still had some in his hands, so he went home satisfied.
By the way, I have something to do after dinner tonight!
The new daughter-in-law of Jiang Baohai's family is really interesting. She needs to be told to everyone in the village.
So, before dinner time, the news that the young wife of the Jiang family bought a large cart of things to take home spread throughout the village.
As for what was bought, everyone was also very concerned.
The women told everything they saw and also told people that one should not share foot and wash basins.
Without Gao Qinghe knowing it himself, the villagers in Zhaozhuang were enthusiastically discussing which old man or old woman had severe athlete's foot.
I was also given a number.
Uncle Jiang San is on the list.
He was having dinner at home when someone passed by, stood on tiptoe and howled into his yard:
"Jiang Lao San, don't you want to wash your feet?"
Uncle Jiang was confused at first and cursed with a smile: "What do you care whether I wash or not?"
Unexpectedly, the person outside the door seemed to have obtained some evidence. He ran to the village entrance and told everyone he met that Jiang Lao San admitted that he never washed his feet.
Good guy, the news spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred people, until it reached Uncle Jiang San's ears again.
It has become the case that he has never washed his feet since he was a child, and his feet are so smelly that they can kill a mouse.
Uncle Jiang San was shocked, angry, and furious!
He put down his bowl, threw down his chopsticks, and rushed out the door, yelling:
"Who the hell said I don't wash my feet! Stand up if you can, you son of a bitch! Don't let me find you, a bastard who was born by a mother but didn't raise her, and gave birth to a son without an asshole!"
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