180 Please Don't Cause Trouble
It felt like I had only slept for a few hours when I heard rustling sounds in the room.
Gao Qinghe couldn't open his eyes, and when he touched his side, only warm body temperature remained.
Jiang Baohai turned off the electric fan that had been blowing all night, opened the wardrobe, took out a suit and put it on, and said softly:
"Honey, I have to go to the mine early today for a meeting. You should get enough sleep before getting up."
After hearing this, Gao Qinghe felt relieved and continued to take a nap.
Jiang Baohai reluctantly grabbed the hand on the edge of the bed and kissed it before leaving.
When I walked out of the room, I found my mother sitting at the kitchen door, picking beans with a handful of her hand.
Hearing the noise, she glanced at him and asked, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
She heard the two of them making a fuss all night last night.
Although I didn't hear any unpleasant sounds, the door opened and closed, and there was a sound of water in the bathroom for a long time.
We have all been through this, how could we not know what’s going on?
Jiang's mother is forty-five years old this year, but she feels that she can't sleep and lacks sleep, and is becoming more and more like a sixty-year-old lady.
"Something's going on."
Jiang Baohai answered casually, and then whispered, "Take those leftovers in the refrigerator and feed them to Aunt Zhang's pigs. They've been eating them for many days and they're tired of them."
Jiang's mother was obviously reluctant to give it up. "That's all meat. It would be a waste to feed it to pigs."
Jiang Baohai finally realized that he couldn't reason with his mother, she only took orders.
"Throw it away."
After saying these two words, Jiang Baohai drove away without even having breakfast at home.
However, there is a canteen in the mine, so Jiang's mother is not worried about him going hungry.
"Young people really don't know how to cherish food..." Jiang's mother muttered softly. After hesitating for a while, she got up and took out all the frozen leftovers from the refrigerator.
I've been eating this for every meal these days, and there's still half a bowl left. It hurts just thinking about it.
Looking at the big red "囍" character on the window that had not been torn down yet, Jiang's mother walked out with the leftovers in her hand with mixed feelings.
To get to the village entrance, she had to pass by the homes of several of Jiang's uncles. Jiang's mother walked very fast, fearing that she would meet any of them.
Things went really badly on the wedding day, otherwise her meat wouldn't have been left over to feed the pigs.
But now I have to throw it away. If my sisters-in-law see it, they will definitely give me a scolding.
If a normal person thinks that I can do whatever I want with my own meat.
But when it comes to Jiang's mother, it seems that everything is related to Uncle Jiang's family.
Even though it was clearly hers, she didn't dare to own it 100%.
Mother Jiang hated this feeling, but she couldn't control it, and she didn't know how to solve the problem.
So, just hide, the longer you can hide, the better.
Fortunately, Gao Qinghe hadn't gotten up yet, otherwise she would have been furious to see her mother-in-law throwing away some leftovers like a thief.
Maybe Jiang's mother got up too early, and she didn't run into anyone she didn't want to run into on the whole trip.
Gao Qinghe didn't sleep too long and woke up naturally around nine o'clock.
I lay on the bed for a while, then pricked up one ear to eavesdrop on the noise outside the room.
As a result, it was extremely quiet outside the door.
Did my mother-in-law go out?
Jiang's mother now cultivates an acre of land by herself, which she has divided into several plots and grows vegetables on. Usually, she is the only one eating at home, so she doesn't need to go out to buy vegetables.
Jiang Baohai didn't allow chickens and ducks to be raised in the yard, so Jiang's mother found a piece of land near the house, built a small shed, and raised a dozen chickens.
These chickens are sometimes very naughty and will fly out of the fence to peck at crops in other people's fields.
Jiang's mother never quarrels with others, and others always say that her family doesn't need the money, so they usually just pay compensation and let the matter go.
When Gao Qinghe got up to wash, she saw her mother-in-law push open the door and walk in with a half-grown chicken in her hand, looking dejected.
She asked in surprise, "Mom, do you want to eat chicken this morning?"
The big hen has the taste of a big hen, and the little chicks have the crispness of little chicks. Gao Qinghe swallowed his saliva.
Jiang's mother opened her eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief, then said angrily:
"I'll kill it and give it to you!"
I cursed in my heart, "You greedy ghost."
The system kindly reminded Gao Qinghe: [Your mother-in-law's favorability towards you seems to be very low. Host, if you want to know the specific value, I can help you check it.]
"Thank you, no need. I know she is cursing me in her heart." Gao Qinghe replied in his heart.
She moved quickly and washed her face. She remembered the clothes Jiang Baohai had washed last night and was about to take them out to hang out to dry.
When I looked up, oh, the clothes were already hanging on the clothesline in the yard.
The wind blew for half the morning and it was almost dry.
"Mom, did you hang the clothes out to dry for me?" Gao Qinghe came to the kitchen door and asked in surprise.
Jiang's mother was wiping her tears while killing a chicken. When she heard the sound, she quickly moved to the inside, not daring to let Gao Qinghe find out.
He said in a muffled voice, "Hmm."
If she doesn't hang her clothes out to dry, they will go bad.
Jiang's mother was so angry that she almost died. In her entire life, this was the first time she had seen a lazy daughter-in-law like Gao Qinghe!
The most infuriating thing was that she actually came over to her with a smile and said, "Thank you, Mom, you've worked hard. Please have a few more bites of chicken later."
Facing such a beautiful smiling face, she felt guilty even if she cursed her in her heart.
"Mom?" Gao Qinghe exclaimed in surprise, turning Jiang's mother's face to face. "Did the wind hit your eyes? Why are your eyes so red?"
Jiang's mother was stunned for a moment, and quickly pushed her away, "Get out, don't get in my way here."
It’s best if no one knows about this kind of thing where I was so sad that I couldn’t help myself because I lost a quarrel, lost two dollars in vain, and had to kill the chicks I raised with great effort to eat!
Gao Qinghe saw through it but didn't say anything. He asked seriously, "Don't you need my help?"
Jiang's mother looked out the window and saw the sun rising from the west?
But she knew too little about Gao Qinghe and thought she really wanted to turn over a new leaf, so she decided to give her a chance.
"You boil the water and I'll scald the chicken feathers." Jiang's mother warned tentatively.
Gao Qinghe clapped his hands, "No problem."
Turning around, he looked for the pot, the stove, and the coal briquettes.
She picked up two honeycomb coals from the pile under the eaves and threw them to the ground with a "bang", leaving a pool of coal dust.
Jiang's mother was so distressed, it only cost eight cents!
She usually doesn't want to burn anything, and always uses firewood to cook on a large stove.
The firewood brought up from the countryside is cheap and much more cost-effective than burning coal.
Especially now that it is summer, the house does not need to be heated for a long time, so the coal is saved for burning in winter.
Gao Qinghe looked for a broom in the yard, cleaned the floor, shoveled up the coal slag and was about to pour it into the bamboo basket for garbage at the door.
Jiang's mother snatched it away and said, "Go watch TV. You can do anything. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
She looked at me with begging eyes, almost kneeling down to say: Auntie, please don't cause any trouble!
In Jiang's mother's opinion, no matter how rich the family is, they cannot waste things like this.
Gao Qinghe was actually planning to throw the coal slag away as garbage. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.
Gao Qinghe put down the shovel with an innocent look in his eyes. "Then Mom, call me when you're done cooking. I'll go for a walk in the village."
Jiang's mother shooed away flies like a fly, "Go, go!"
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