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When Gao Qinghe walked into the hall, she saw Jiang's mother standing awkwardly beside the coffee table, looking at her cautiously like a child who had done something wrong.
"Are you thirsty? I'll make you a bowl of fermented rice wine. You can't drink cold wine today."
Xiao Hai specifically called home at noon to remind his beloved wife not to drink ice water because she was having her period today.
Gao Qinghe said sincerely: "Thank you for your trouble, Mom. Thank you for your hard work, Mom."
I glanced at the big watermelon in a net bag on the coffee table and asked in surprise, "Mom, did you buy the watermelon?"
Second Aunt Zhang Wen quickly answered, "Your eldest aunt is thinking of you and asked me to pick out a good melon for you. The melons are the sweetest these days. Aren't you thirsty? Lian Xin, go cut one up and let Xiao Hai's wife taste it to see if it's sweet."
Don’t make rice wine or anything like that; it wastes firewood and is troublesome!
Jiang's mother really stopped and planned to come back to get the watermelon.
Gao Qinghe: "Mom, I want to drink some wine."
Jiang's mother turned around and walked back immediately, walking very fast.
Second Aunt followed silently and saw the turtle in the bucket on the ground. She exclaimed in surprise:
"Ah! What a good turtle!"
Then, he jokingly said, "Lian Xin, you're being so dishonest. You didn't even think about your brother and sister-in-law when you got this good thing. Are you planning to eat it all by yourself?"
Jiang's mother regretted not covering the bucket with a chopping board so that someone could see the turtle.
But he couldn't hide his shame, so he said with a wry smile, "They work hard to earn money outside, so I bought one just to nourish their bodies. Next time, next time, I'll buy two more, and then find a good day for us all to get together."
A sensible person, upon hearing this, would just pay some polite greetings and let it go.
Second Auntie continued to ask with a smile, "Then wouldn't Mid-Autumn Festival be perfect? You have a spacious yard, so we can hold it there. The older generation has passed away, and now it's just us families left. We can't really become estranged over such a small matter, right?"
Jiang's mother looked embarrassed. In the past three to five years, she was the one who took charge of the Mid-Autumn Festival every year.
For the three tables of meals, the dishes had to be prepared a day in advance, and on the day of the meal, she had to be busy from morning to night. Just thinking about how tired she was made her heart tremble.
But my second sister-in-law finally handed me the ladder. If I don’t go down the ladder this time, there will be no chance of easing the relationship.
Jiang's mother was a little hesitant and didn't know what to say.
Gao Qinghe brought the watermelon over and put it into his second aunt's arms.
"What's wrong?" Second aunt Zhang Wen thought she wanted to eat watermelon again, and subconsciously held the watermelon with both hands.
Gao Qinghe smiled and said, "I don't dare to eat the melons from this family. Second aunt, you should go back."
"Oh, by the way, you just said you would come to my house to help with cooking during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Help with cooking?
Cook meals for three tables of people from these five families, young and old?
How is this possible!
Zhang Wen laughed dryly. "No, I just discussed with your mom that the five of us should celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival together so we can get closer."
Gao Qinghe: "Close? Which relatives are close? Are you planning to visit your mother's family?"
Zhang Wenxin said what a mess, Xiaohai's wife is hard of hearing at such a young age?
Thinking that maybe he still harbored resentment about what happened on the wedding day, Zhang Wen said, "Hi,"
"Even if they are not elders, they are still elders, Lian Xin, don't you think so?"
"Look, your auntie specifically asked me to give you some melon. For the sake of the melon, let's make a big deal out of a small matter and continue to talk to you happily, okay?"
Gao Qinghe nodded and looked at the sky: "Well, the weather is pretty good today."
Zhang Wen's mouth twitched and he was about to put the melon down.
Gao Qinghe blocked the way with her hand, "Is it time to prepare dinner? Second aunt, go home and cook, don't let my second uncle wait and get hungry."
"No, no, it's not time yet. It's still early."
Gao Qinghe: "Morning exercises? Do you also do aerobics?"
No matter how stupid Zhang Wen was, he could see that this young wife was just talking nonsense and had no intention of talking to her properly at all.
Gao Qinghe replied with a random reply, then pulled his second aunt out.
"You can't do aerobics at your age. Go home and mind your own business. Don't meddle in other people's business."
Zhang Wen: "I'm telling you about the Mid-Autumn Festival..."
"It's not even Chinese New Year yet, and you're already thinking of giving me a red envelope, Auntie?"
Gao Qinghe waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, please take it back."
The two of them pushed each other to the gate of the courtyard. Gao Qinghe closed the door and waved:
"See you next year, I won't say goodbye!"
With a clang, the small door locked. Gao Qinghe stood inside, smiling and waving, "Bye."
He turned around and walked into the house as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Wen stood at the door holding a heavy watermelon, his eyes full of surprise.
It took her a long time to recover from this inexplicable shock, and she murmured in disbelief:
"Is Xiaohai's wife crazy?"
Jiang's mother, who witnessed the whole process, saw Gao Qinghe return and looked at her with eyes full of concern.
"Xiao He, are you okay?"
Gao Qinghe moved his neck and twisted his waist, "I'm fine."
"Is the fermented rice ready?" His big eyes blinked, innocent yet greedy.
When Jiang's mother was reminded by her, she realized that the food was still cooking in the pot, and hurriedly served out the cooked fermented rice wine.
A big bowl of steaming hot food doesn't seem to quench your thirst, but makes you even hotter.
Gao Qinghe murmured regretfully, "I should have kept the watermelon."
Let the fermented rice wine cool down first, and Gao Qinghe gently patted the table.
Jiang's mother, who was about to slip away, froze, slowly moved to the table and sat down obediently.
Gao Qinghe said, "Mom, it's my fault. I forgot to remind you before I left that you weren't allowed to let the dogs and the people from those families in."
Jiang's mother hurriedly explained, "After all, they are relatives from the same ancestral home. If we really stop interacting with each other because of such a small matter, I don't know how the villagers will say that Ah Fu is unkind and unrighteous."
Gao Qinghe nodded. "You want to cook for someone, right? I know someone who owns a restaurant in the city. I'd like to introduce you to him. You can earn a hundred yuan a month there."
Jiang's mother: "...It's only a few times a year. It's a little hard, but it'll pass."
Gao Qinghe suddenly understood, "Oh~, Mom, you like being taken advantage of, right? That's fine, you can wash all the clothes of my family, including underwear, and dry and iron them and put them in the closet..."
Before she could finish her words, Jiang's mother's face had darkened and she glared at her with a warning look that said, "You dare."
Gao Qinghe was fearless and met her gaze. "Mom, let me ask you, between me and those families, which one is closer to you?"
Mother Jiang's eyes rolled wildly, but she wasn't completely confused yet. She said, "Of course my daughter-in-law is closer."
"That's it!"
Gao Qinghe clapped his hands, "I'm closer, so my family is your family. You have so much free time, but you'd rather cook for someone you're not close to than do laundry for your family? Don't you think that's right?"
Jiang's mother's face flushed red, and she stood up suddenly. "Do you really think I'm your maid? Why should I wash your family's clothes?"
It was a rare occasion for Jiang's mother to get angry. After she finished yelling, she was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
What she never expected was that after being yelled at, her daughter-in-law actually laughed.
She clapped her hands and laughed, then stood up, patted her shoulder with satisfaction and said:
"Yes, that's it!"
"Next time they make a suggestion that makes you even slightly unhappy, just tell them why I should help you!"
Jiang's mother: Ah? Ah? Ah!
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