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Jiang Baohai finished his social events very late today.
I couldn't get rid of the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, and I was afraid of causing trouble when I got back, so I took a shower in the hotel before going home.
Thinking that my wife is now lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, I can just hug her in my arms, and I feel so satisfied.
As a result, the car drove to the door of the house and bright lights came on in the hall.
She is actually waiting for me?
Jiang Baohai was ecstatic. He never expected that he would receive such treatment in his life.
It seems that the decades they spent as husband and wife in their previous life were not in vain. The feelings they had for so many years had made her unable to leave him.
Gao Qinghe, you can't sleep at all without me by your side.
Jiang Baohai didn't get out of the car, but honked the horn gently.
Someone in the room poked his head out, and then a figure walked out quickly and opened the door.
Jiang Baohai rolled down the window and was about to call his wife, but the words suddenly changed on the tip of his tongue, "Mom?"
"You haven't slept yet?"
He remembered that his mother had no habit of staying up late to watch TV series.
Wait, why has he never seen the clothes his mother is wearing before?
The dark red pullover knitted sweater was not the hand-knitted style, but the wool sweater advertised on TV. It was light and thin, with a fashionable design, and there was a sparkling rhinestone on the chest.
He wore a pair of black nylon straight-leg suit pants, which made him look upright and energetic.
If you look closely, you will find that the hairstyle has changed!
When she went out in the morning, she still had her straight hair tied into a braid and rolled up at the back of her head. A 45-year-old woman looked like she was in her 50s.
Now she has fine curly hair, half tied up with a plastic hairpin at the back of her head.
Suddenly, I felt ten years younger.
With this outfit, it’s no wonder that Jiang Baohai almost mistook Jiang’s mother for Gao Qinghe.
When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came back from town in the afternoon, they had already shocked the villagers along the way.
Especially when they heard Gao Qinghe calling "Mom", they thought it was her biological mother from her mother's side who had come.
Qian Qiaolan loves fashion the most. She wants to try out any new thing. She was the first person in the village to have a wavy hair and wear lipstick.
In the entire Zhaozhuang, apart from the beautiful new niece-in-law from Lao Wu's family, which woman can surpass her in popularity?
With three parts curiosity and seven parts provocation, Qian Qiaolan looked back.
Who said that was Gao Qinghe’s biological mother’s?
Stand up!
Open your eyes and take a closer look at who this is!
This is fucking Qi Lianxin!
Because she was too shocked, Qian Qiaolan stared blankly all the way, as if she was still in a dream.
Having said that, Jiang Baohai and Jiang Yu are both good-looking.
As the one who gave birth to both of them, Jiang's mother must have good genes.
Love of beauty is human nature, and Jiang's mother is no exception.
When I came out of the barber shop in the afternoon, I wanted to put a plastic bag on my head.
As a result, I was praised by the villagers all the way, and now I even feel a little secretly happy about myself.
When her son got out of the car, Jiang's mother grabbed the hem of her sweater and said a little embarrassedly:
"Is it okay? Your wife chose it. She had to wait for you to come back and take a look before letting me go back to bed. She also said that I should wear it like this at home from now on. If you dare to take it off, she will immediately throw it in the stove and burn it. It really makes me angry."
After he finished speaking, he immediately yawned.
I couldn't make it through the night. I'm too old to handle it.
Jiang Baohai gave a thumbs up seriously and said, "It looks good. You will be right to listen to your daughter-in-law from now on."
Jiang's mother said awkwardly, "Just protect your precious daughter-in-law. I'm going to sleep. I really don't know what's wrong with her. She won't let me sleep. It's really..."
He was muttering something in dissatisfaction, not even noticing the smile lines appearing at the corners of his eyes.
"Oh, the milk is hot in the pot. If you drink it yourself, it will taste bad tomorrow."
After giving the instructions, Jiang's mother closed the door.
Gao Qinghe was lying on the sofa. When she saw Jiang Baohai coming in with hot milk, she proudly took credit for it.
"Look at how I made Mom look ten years younger. It's even better than Thermage or Ulthera!"
Jiang Baohai said without further ado, "I'll reimburse you tenfold."
Gao Qinghe gave a naughty smirk, glanced at the bedside, and whispered, "No need, Mom paid for it herself."
Jiang Baohai couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He sat down, opened the cap of the milk bottle, and handed it to her mouth.
Gao Qinghe shook her head no, and then he raised it up and drank it himself.
After a few big gulps, the bottle was empty.
"What? Your big boss won't give us water to drink while we're discussing business?" Gao Qinghe frowned, looking as if she felt sorry for her husband.
Jiang Baohai had no way to deal with her, so he put down the empty bottle, turned off the TV, and carried her into the house.
Gao Qinghe patted his shoulder, "Shoes, shoes!"
The door closed and opened again, Jiang Baohai took the shoes in and placed them beside the bed.
The interruption made him lose his desire to scare her. He slowly changed into his pajamas and asked sourly:
"You bought it for Mom and not for me? Have you forgotten that you have a husband?"
She used to take care of all his wardrobes!
Although it was to match the limited edition rare leather bags and a bunch of ugly clothes that couldn't be sold.
Whether he wears it or not is not the point, but he also has a share.
Gao Qinghe guessed that he would ask this and pointed to the storage cabinet beside the bed.
Jiang Baohai raised his eyebrows expectantly, quickly buttoned up his pajamas, and opened the top drawer.
A set of dark gray autumn clothes and autumn trousers.
Jiang Baohai smiled, and then Jiang Baohai stopped smiling.
"You're being too perfunctory." He couldn't help himself, so he grabbed the person and kissed him deeply as a punishment.
If you keep entangled, you will end up on the bed.
Gao Qinghe pried his head open with force and nodded his chin, "The quilt hasn't been made yet, hurry up."
Jiang Baohai was speechless. It turned out that they were waiting for him to work.
I picked the person up and put him on the chest of drawers, then rolled up my sleeves and changed the quilt.
Gao Qinghe placed her hands on the chest of drawers, crossing her long legs. "Husband, do you know what I like most about you doing housework? You're completely different from those slutty bitches out there. You look like a perfect husband, you're simply the best in the world."
Someone thought he had gotten over this.
But his body was very honest, his mouth was almost crooked from smiling, and his quilt was shaking violently.
......
Gao Qinghe originally thought that there would be news about used cars at the earliest next month.
Unexpectedly, on the last day of October, Jiang Baohai drove a clean yellow van into the yard.
Also brings transportation business license.
"So soon?"
Gao Qinghe jumped off the sofa, quickly put on his slippers and rushed to the yard to look at the car.
Jiang Baohai frowned unhappily and reached out to pull her up, "Slow down, I can't bear to see you fall."
"You are so honored, Madam Boss!"
Fang Xiaoyu got out of the van and handed her the keys, business license, vehicle registration and other documents.
"When Sister Yan heard that it was your friend who wanted the car, she went to pick it out herself."
Fang Xiaoyu said: "I've only driven it for half a year. It's never been in an accident or submerged in water. The paint has peeled a bit from being left outdoors for over a year, but otherwise it's practically brand new."
"But the paint has just been sprayed on, and it looks no different from brand new. Please check it again."
No one here is better at this job than Gao Qinghe.
People who like driving basically know a little about repairs, and Gao Qinghe is no exception.
I looked at it inside and out, tested the engine, and drove it for two laps. It is indeed no different from a brand new one.
Gao Qinghe smiled gratefully at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Please tell Sister Yan that I'll treat her to a meal when she's free."
Fang Xiaoyu said he would definitely pass it on.
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