244 Night School
After staying in Shanghe Village for one night, Gao Qinghe and his wife went back after breakfast the next day.
I picked up a ride with Gao Qingmiao who was going back to the city.
Remembering that Mo Xiaohong did not come with him this time, Gao Qinghe was concerned about his brother's emotional state.
Gao Qingmiao is no longer afraid of being discovered by his family, and he has become thick-skinned. When he talks about his situation with Mo Xiaohong, he no longer blushes.
"The county runs a night school, and she signed up for a fashion design class. Now she goes to night school right after work every day. Classes end at 9:30 every day, and I pick her up after class."
Gao Qingmiao said proudly.
The next second, she got a glare from her sister, "Why don't you go and learn from me? Everyone knows how to make progress, why don't you know how to make progress?"
Gao Qingmiao's heart trembled and he could only call his brother-in-law for help.
Jiang Baohai said with a smile, "Your sister is right. Even if you are not interested in technical courses, attending classes and improving your literary cultivation will be beneficial to you in the future."
A person can be without money, but he cannot be without culture.
This is something Jiang Baohai has known since he was a child.
It’s a pity that he didn’t have a chance to go to school properly.
In my previous life, when I was middle-aged, I enrolled in an adult education class and obtained a diploma from a key university.
But that was just a kind of compensation, and it was not like the feeling when I was young.
In Gao Qinghe's words, it's pure pretense.
Gao Qingmiao was speechless when he heard what his brother-in-law said. He should have known that his brother-in-law and sister were in cahoots.
He knows that studying is good, but he also knows that studying is tiring!
Thinking of his school days, Gao Qingmiao shook his head repeatedly.
Why do you think he didn't go to high school?
He just doesn't have the talent for studying. For him, studying is more difficult than plowing the fields.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll just give up. I'll just take care of my clothing store."
Gao Qingmiao shook her hand, signaling her sister not to mention studying anymore.
His store is having a big year-end sale, so he's selling off all the stockpiled goods at once so he can get new models after the new year.
He didn't know what the new styles were this year. He saw that the models in the magazines were all dressed in very Western styles, but he didn't know if these styles were available in the provincial capital.
Thinking about this, Gao Qingmiao asked her sister: "After the New Year, probably on the fourth day of the New Year, I will go to the provincial capital to buy some goods. Sister, do you have anything to bring?"
Gao Qinghe thought about it and realized that she really didn’t lack anything now.
Jiang Baohai often asked people to buy food and drinks from the city, so she had no shortage of snacks.
As for clothes, her belly will start to grow bigger in a month, and she has already decided to ask her mother-in-law to help her make some comfortable maternity clothes.
The only thing I am not satisfied with is the accommodation.
Gao Qinghe said, "You don't need food, clothing, or anything else. If you have some free time after buying clothes, please go and take a look at some commercial housing that's been built, ask about the prices, and check out the locations and apartment types."
Gao Qingmiao agreed without thinking too much about it. He just watched it since his sister asked him to.
Leaving Gao Qingmiao at the main road leading into the city, Gao Qinghe and his wife turned around and returned to Zhaozhuang.
I originally wanted to visit Huang Yanqiu on the way, but I remembered that the family planning supplies I had packed were still at home, so I had to bring them with me next time.
Huang Yanqiu will be out of confinement in a few days, and she will definitely have to go back to her hometown to hold a full-month banquet as the Chinese New Year is approaching.
Gao Qinghe calculated the date and estimated that the next time they would meet would be after the New Year.
"A year has passed so quickly." Gao Qinghe sighed.
The temperature has dropped again. The weather forecast says it will snow in the next two days. Seeing that the sky is gloomy today, it will probably snow either tonight or tomorrow.
The car drove to the door of the house, and Xiao Hei, who was lying in his doghouse, stuck his head out to take a look.
When he saw the familiar figure, he didn't even hum and retracted his head.
Gao Qinghe got out of the car and opened the big iron gate. All the doors in the house were locked and the yard was quiet.
"Where did Mom and Xiaoyu go?" Jiang Baohai asked puzzledly after parking the car.
Gao Qinghe was rummaging through her bag for her keys. She was used to having someone at home whenever she returned, so she didn't know where she had thrown her keys.
I glanced at the corner near the gate, but the bicycle was not there.
"Maybe he went out to buy something." Gao Qinghe said uncertainly.
The key was finally found and the door was opened. There was still some warmth in the hall. There was a coal burning in the stove and the ventilation door was closed to the minimum.
It seems that he went out early in the morning.
Jiang Baohai brought in two new pieces of coal, opened the valve, and started the stove.
The cell phone in my bag kept ringing, so I answered a call and drove out to do something else.
Gao Qinghe took a nap at home.
Just as I woke up, I heard the voices of Jiang Yu and Jiang's mother talking in the yard.
The mother and daughter are back.
Gao Qinghe put on his clothes and came out to see.
Jiang Yu was holding a lot of things in his hands.
Jiang's mother took off the large cloth bags tied to both sides of the bicycle's back seat and moved them into the house.
Seeing Gao Qinghe, he couldn't help but smile at her and said happily:
"I made buttons worth twenty-five yuan this month. I just took Xiaoyu to the factory to settle the bill."
Jiang Yu still felt a little unreal in the dream. He took the frozen shrimp and seasonings he bought to the kitchen and put them away. He leaned over to his sister-in-law's ear and sighed:
"Sister-in-law, this is the first time I've seen my mother ride a bicycle, and she can even pull me along."
Her mother also took her to the button factory to deliver the goods and collect her wages, and also took her shopping and bought her a red pen.
The little girl couldn't hide her desire to show off, so she took out a paper-wrapped pen from her trouser pocket, peeled off the layers one by one, revealing the dark red pen to show her sister-in-law.
"It was only ten dollars. Mom bought it without saying anything. I was so flattered."
Jiang Yu recalled the scene at that time, her eyes sparkling with happiness.
Gao Qinghe praised: "The pen is really beautiful."
Mother Jiang put away the button material and walked out of the house. Seeing the two sisters-in-law whispering by the door, she asked curiously:
"What are you talking about?"
Jiang Yu was startled and quickly put away his pen and said, "Nothing."
I looked at my sister-in-law and we both couldn't help laughing, but we didn't dare to laugh out loud, so we had to cover our mouths.
The cold wind blew in, Gao Qinghe signaled her sister-in-law to close the door and sat back on the sofa to watch TV.
Jiang Yu took the homework, sat on a small stool, and wrote on the coffee table.
He used a newly bought red fountain pen and wrote very seriously, occasionally holding his chin with one hand and letting out a "hmm~" laugh.
Gao Qinghe shook his head. Poor kid, he was so happy just because of a pen.
Jiang's mother always felt that her aunt and sister-in-law were hiding something from her, and from time to time she would peek into the living room in a furtive manner.
After two hours of buttoning, it was almost time, so Jiang's mother finished work and started preparing dinner.
Today, someone in the city brought a large truckload of frozen shrimps. Jiang's mother had never eaten such large shrimps before, so she gritted her teeth and bought a pound of them.
I thought to myself, money is meant to be spent, so why not give it a try!
The boss said, pour the soup into the dry pot, add two slices of ginger and two scallions to remove the fishy smell, cover the pot and simmer for three to five minutes, serve it directly, add some sauce and you can eat it.
This was also the first time that Jiang's mother made this. She wondered if it wouldn't get mushy if it was too dry.
However, she has a flaw that is both a disadvantage and an advantage: she is obedient.
So I did as the shrimp seller said, rinsed the shrimps with water, and without caring whether the frozen blocks had melted or not, poured them all into the heated dry pot and simmered them.
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