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Jiang's mother was obviously shocked and stood there in a daze.
The fermented rice wine had cooled down. Gao Qinghe picked up a spoon and tasted it carefully, while teasing the turtle in the bucket. He felt so relaxed and comfortable.
Jiang's mother was afraid that she would poke the turtle to death, so she quickly moved the bucket aside.
He looked at her with complicated eyes, was silent for a moment, and killed the turtle.
Gao Qinghe had eaten turtles before, but had never seen one killed.
It turns out that killing a turtle is similar to killing a fish. Turn it over, cut open its belly, peel off the shell, and there is still a lot of meat on its body, which is all chopped into small pieces.
After cleaning up, Jiang's mother poured the meat and shells into the pot and quickly rinsed them, then added water to stew them again.
After doing all this, he said with some embarrassment: "In previous years, we always celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival at our house. This year, we won't do it. It's a bit hard to say."
"What's so bad about that?" Gao Qinghe said with a smile, "Come to my house this year."
Jiang's mother was really shocked. Since ancient times, Mid-Autumn Festival has been celebrated at the daughter-in-law's in-laws' home. How could it be celebrated at the wife's parents' home?
Gao Qinghe knew what she was thinking. In ten years, no one would care whether she went to her parents' home or her husband's home. As long as the family was happy, that was all that mattered.
"I just want to ask you whether you want to serve those masters or sit back and enjoy the food." Gao Qinghe asked with his arms folded.
Jiang's mother didn't say anything, but what she was thinking was, who likes to serve others!
The delivery man for the washing machine finally arrived.
Gao Qinghe ran out, opened the door, and asked the master to install the washing machine outside the bathroom.
The installation master was very serious and responsible. He patiently taught the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law how to use it. He only left after making sure they had mastered it.
Jiang's mother said politely, "Stay for dinner!"
The master waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, there's another one."
Jiang's mother was just polite. She watched the man leave and came back to study the double-tub semi-automatic washing machine.
Encouraged by Gao Qinghe, she enthusiastically took down all the quilt covers and sheets in Jiang Yu's room and washed them.
Seeing the sheets spinning in the drum, Jiang's mother asked suspiciously:
"Can this thing really clean clothes?"
Gao Qinghe stroked his chin and said, "It's certainly not as clean as washing by hand, but I don't have to go down to the river in the freezing winter to wash my sheets and cotton-padded jackets. It's enough to get them almost clean."
After the sheets were spun dry, Jiang's mother immediately went to check whether they were clean.
The result was much better than she had imagined. She pointed to a small spot where the remaining traces were more obvious and said:
"Next time, rub it with water before throwing it in to wash."
Such a large duvet cover and bed sheet will be very heavy when washed by hand.
Now it can be taken out and hung up to dry. Although Jiang's mother felt pained, her face and heart were filled with joy.
"Is it worth it?" Gao Qinghe asked with a smile.
Jiang's mother nodded. "It would be better if it were cheaper. I don't know how long it will last."
Gao Qinghe: "Didn't the master just say that the quality is guaranteed for ten years, no problem."
Jiang's mother did the math. Three hundred yuan a year, less than thirty yuan a month, was still a little painful.
"I bought a laundry slave to take home." She smiled and hung up the sheets. It was almost time to prepare dinner.
At the dinner table, Gao Qinghe said to Jiang Baohai, "Let's take Mom and Xiaoyu to my house for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Jiang Baohai thought the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had discussed it, so he gave his wife a look that said "you are awesome" and nodded.
"Sure, ask grandma if she wants to buy anything. I'll ask Fang Xiaolei to send it over in advance."
Gao Qinghe: "No need, grandma will arrange it."
The clear-boiled turtle soup was delicious, but Gao Qinghe didn’t like the meat, so she gave it all to Jiang Baohai.
Jiang Baohai asked curiously, "Mom, why did you want to be a turtle?"
This thing used to be a precious commodity, but three years ago a breeding farm was set up in the town and the price came down.
However, people don’t treat it as a dish, but as a tonic.
That's why Jiang Baohai found it strange. No one in the family needs supplements, right?
Jiang's mother might have been irritated today and was angry. She glared at her son unhappily:
"What are you asking? Just eat what you are given."
Jiang Baohai raised his eyebrows in surprise and glanced at his wife secretly.
Gao Qinghe suppressed his laughter and gave her a look that told her to go back to her room and talk later.
There were only a few pieces of turtle meat, but Jiang Baohai ate it all by himself and drank a big bowl of soup.
I have to say, the taste of this turtle is really different from the ones I eat in the city. The claws are especially fleshy.
After washing up and returning to the room, Jiang Baohai saw Gao Qinghe finding an old bed sheet and preparing to spread it on the quilt. He took it over and helped her spread it out.
If there is a side leak during the night, there is no need to worry about it getting on the new sheets.
After they were both lying on the bed, Gao Qinghe told him that his second aunt had come to visit him in the afternoon.
Jiang Baohai frowned, "They're sending my second aunt over to act as a peacemaker."
Gao Qinghe shrugged. "Unless you come and apologize in person, there's no way I'll reconcile."
"You're still planning to reconcile?" Jiang Baohai jokingly said, "I thought you were planning to never have anything to do with each other again."
Gao Qinghe asked him back: "Do you think this is possible?"
Several families live together, and they see each other every day. There are no particularly intense conflicts, so at most after one or two years, everything will be fine.
Unless they move away and live in the city.
But why should she hide?
The four uncles of the Jiang family are not completely useless.
Instead of letting the four of them join forces to fleece her family, it is better to let them fight among themselves and she will reap some benefits behind the scenes.
"Next time, if Second Aunt comes alone without bringing things from other families, I'll let her in and have a drink, and we can talk slowly."
A gleam of light flashed through Gao Qinghe's eyes, and he looked like a fox who only wanted to do bad things.
Jiang Baohai turned off the light and said, "Okay, whatever you want. You can make the decisions about these things at home from now on. Go to sleep."
There was nothing he could do tonight, and he was reluctant to bother her at this time. He felt really sad.
Gao Qinghe was not sleepy at all, it was only half past nine.
She has a problem during her menstrual period and particularly likes to tease the man next to her.
I took the initiative to snuggle into his broad and warm arms, and put my hand into his open collar. His chest muscles felt so good that I couldn't let go.
After playing for a while, he crawled under the hem of her clothes again.
"Take a breath, let me see if your abs are still there."
Jiang Baohai: “…”
"You want me dead, don't you?" He gritted his teeth.
But he still cooperated and took a breath, tensed himself, and sucked out his full abdominal muscles.
Gao Qinghe sighed with satisfaction, then hugged the man's thin waist and fell asleep with her face buried in his chest muscles.
The exhaled breath sprayed on Jiang Baohai's skin, making him feel worse than death.
The fucked-up thing was, he couldn't bear to push her away, so he tightened his arms and rubbed his chin against the top of her head, wishing he could rub it into his bones.
In the next room, the sewing machine was humming.
Jiang's mother wants to make a cover for the washing machine at home.
By the way, she added a floral curtain to her resentful daughter-in-law's sun hat, saying that this would provide all-round sun protection.
But according to Jiang's mother, a pair of eyes were exposed. Isn't that boring?
Maybe she is too old to understand the fashion of young people.
With a sewing machine, the sun hat and washing machine cover were finished in no time.
The next day, Gao Qinghe happily wore a brand new sun hat to the driving school, making all the male students envious.
Don’t say that men are not afraid of the sun. We are all human beings. They can’t stand standing under the scorching sun.
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