185 I miss my wife when I eat and sleep
After finishing a bowl of jelly, Gao Qinghe was so full that he couldn't help burping.
Huang Yanqiu frowned as she helped her smooth her back while muttering to Zheng Xiaopeng:
"Just let him use a normal bowl. Why is he using such a huge bowl? What a fool!"
Looking at Gao Qinghe again, even she wanted to scold her.
She eats even though she clearly can't eat anymore. How can you have the nerve to teach her to control her appetite?
Gao Qinghe took a deep breath, releasing most of the feeling of being bloated, and turned around to see Huang Yanqiu's indignant look.
No, she hasn’t given birth yet, why does she smell like her mother?
"Huang Yanqiu, you have changed, you have really changed." Gao Qinghe said seriously.
Huang Yanqiu touched her face and asked nervously, "What's changed about me? Don't scare me."
Well, it still has the same awkward smell as before, nothing has changed.
Gao Qinghe patted his butt and stood up, then waved his hand, "I'm leaving now. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to go to the driving school together."
Huang Yanqiu looked at her figure, which was indeed graceful, but lacking in energy. She said disdainfully, "No need. I'll go over there earlier by myself."
She has gained weight and her belly is bulging, making it difficult to carry her.
After thinking about it, and fearing that Gao Qinghe would be in danger on the road alone, he quickly said, "Forget it, I'll wait for you at the intersection."
At worst, she can take her with her.
She has to learn how to ride a bicycle with four wheels, so how can she not learn how to ride a two-wheeled bicycle?
Gao Qinghe smiled and blew her a kiss, "Bye, see you tomorrow morning."
"Don't be late!"
Huang Yanqiu warned loudly with concern.
I followed her all the way to the fork in the road, watched her go away until she was out of sight, and then turned back.
It's broad daylight and you don't have to worry about danger on the road.
But for the first time, Huang Yanqiu felt that it would be nice to have a telephone at home.
She also knows when Gao Qinghe will come home.
"Oh~" Huang Yanqiu sighed.
Having a cousin who is so beautiful, who can understand her worries!
Jiang Baohai must have something to say about this matter.
Although he knew that his wife was fine at home, he felt uneasy when he thought that there were only two women at home.
Even before they got married, Gao Qinghe had been away from home for several months and he had never been this anxious.
At night, after the first round of homecoming banquet arranged by Yan Hong and his wife for President Jiang ended, President Jiang slipped away.
Jiang Baohai's mind was full of thoughts: I want to see my wife, I want to kiss her, I want to hug her! I also want to hear her gossip.
Gao Qinghe and Jiang's mother finished dinner early.
One of them was still busy in the kitchen.
Because her pretty daughter-in-law said:
"Mom, I have to go to driving school tomorrow. Please prepare some food for me that won't get spoiled. I'm afraid I'll be hungry at noon and have nowhere to eat."
The driving school is located in a shabby wasteland with no shops around, let alone restaurants.
At the end, he confidently reminded me, "I don't want the frozen meat in the refrigerator. I can't eat it. I'll vomit if I eat it. It's the kind that makes me vomit and have diarrhea. And it'll cost a lot of money to see a doctor."
So, Jiang's mother silently withdrew her hand that had touched the frozen meat, killed half a basin of small fish she had bought from the town in the afternoon, and put them into the oil pan to fry the dried fish.
As for the other one, he sits at the door and gossips with the aunties and sisters-in-law in the village.
Gao Qinghe had only been married for three days, but everyone in the village, young and old, knew that she had already won two battles in Zhaozhuang.
No, to be precise, including the battle with four uncles on the wedding day, there were already three battles.
Uncle Jiang Si and his wife, who lived next door, heard Gao Qinghe's unbridled laughter outside.
There are also the flattering, fawning and fawning words from the villagers in the village.
The roll of eyes is flying to the sky.
Fourth Aunt Wang Lijuan was so angry that she pinched the man and said, "Look at all those people in Zhaozhuang. They are all flatterers who bully the weak!"
Back when his family was still poor, anyone passing by had to tread carefully, for fear that Qi Lianxin would ask them to borrow rice.
I didn’t expect that the situation has changed and there are so many people sitting in front of my house.
"We're not afraid of someone breaking in and stealing things." Wang Lijuan said jealously.
Uncle Jiang Si was pinched for no apparent reason and gasped in pain.
He is well-known for being afraid of his wife and dares not speak out when he is angry.
I could only drag my wife, who was climbing over the wall, back into the house.
Wang Lijuan swung her arm and almost slapped Uncle Jiang in the face.
"Go back to the house, go back to the house, go back to the house. That's all you do. There's no TV in the house! Every day when you come back from the fields, you just want to do that. You're old, and you're not ashamed!"
Jiang Sibo's face flushed. "You don't like it if I don't let you look, and you get angry if you do. I don't understand what you women want to do. I'll just go back to my room!"
Wang Lijuan chuckled, and her slanted eyes had already glared at him. She was furious because her little thoughts were exposed.
Look how capable he is!
Uncle Jiang glanced anxiously at his granddaughter who was doing homework in the room.
Seeing that the little girl was concentrating on writing and didn't hear her grandmother's nonsense, I breathed a sigh of relief.
The couple has only one son. Their son and daughter-in-law work in the county shoe factory, so they left their seven-year-old granddaughter at home to be taken care of by the old couple.
There is also a four-year-old grandson who lives with his parents and is already in kindergarten.
Wang Lijuan is very patriarchal and has thanked herself countless times for pushing for a baby.
Otherwise, with the current birth policy, I won’t even be able to see my grandson being born.
However, my granddaughter follows me around every day, and I raised her myself, so I have already developed feelings for her.
Considering her granddaughter, Wang Lijuan climbed down from the wall and walked into the house angrily.
Uncle Jiang Si's face fell again and he glanced towards the next door.
Xiaohai’s wife is really not someone you can easily deal with!
Usually after dinner at this time, they would go to Xiaohai's house to watch the big color TV.
Now, people just sat down at the door. The granddaughter wanted to go next door to watch TV as usual, but was sent back by the older children in the village.
Otherwise, why would you be willing to do your homework now?
He's still eating, drinking and watching TV in the yard next door.
Seeing her grandparents come in, the little girl raised her head aggrievedly and asked, "Grandma, I've finished my homework. Can I go to Fifth Grandma's house to watch TV for a while?"
Wang Lijuan lit up like a firecracker and yelled, "You'll die if you don't watch TV for a day!"
The little girl was so frightened that she started crying immediately.
It's okay to feel wronged.
She doesn't have to watch TV every day. It was her grandparents who told her that if she wanted to watch TV, she could go to her fifth grandmother's house.
A seven-year-old child can understand things and vaguely sense that something is not right between the adults.
Because there is a beautiful aunt next door, but my grandparents always say bad things about her.
The little girl felt even sadder when she thought that she might not be able to go to her fifth grandmother's house to watch TV anymore.
Amidst the loud cries, Jiang Baohai returned home.
Gao Qinghe's gossip show had just ended, and the couple's timing was just right.
Without the noise of outsiders, the crying next door became more obvious.
Jiang Baohai got out of the car and saw his wife waiting by the car. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin.
"It's not even nine o'clock yet, it's still early."
Gao Qinghe brushed off the plastic sequins that had stuck to his collar from somewhere and said with a smile.
Jiang Baohai lowered his head and pecked her, as if he was addicted and not satisfied, wanting to deepen it. But when he saw Jiang's mother sticking her head out, he immediately became serious and turned around to take the plastic bag of packaging from the back seat.
"Mom, I'm back."
Jiang's mother asked with delight and concern, "Have you eaten? Mom will make you a bowl of vermicelli."
Jiang Baohai shook his head to indicate that it was not necessary.
He nodded his chin to the wall next to him and asked his wife in confusion, "What's wrong? Why are you crying so loudly?"
Gao Qinghe shrugged, looking innocent: "Maybe grandpa and grandma don't allow me to watch TV."
"What did you pack?"
Gao Qinghe raised her nose curiously, smelling a spicy and fresh fragrance that she couldn't resist.
Jiang Baohai raised the plastic bag and smiled mysteriously: "Come in and wait, I'll get the bowl."
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