296 Die if You Don't Accept
In front of so many people, although Mrs. Zhong looked dissatisfied, she still took the child.
He instructed Ouyang Yan: "Bring the meat back later."
Ouyang Yan responded perfunctorily, and was only concerned with tucking the child in and putting on a hat to prevent him from getting cold. She watched worriedly as her mother-in-law took the child home.
The washing machine took fifteen minutes to finish spinning. Ouyang Yan carried the bucket in one hand and twenty kilograms of pork in the other, gritted her teeth and left the Gao family yard.
When she reached the gate, she seemed to sense something and suddenly looked back.
Gao Qinghe quickly pulled the curtain over the window, leaned against the wall, patted his chest and let out a guilty breath.
Has it only been fifteen minutes?
It felt like the embarrassing scene just now was as long as a lifetime.
Through the window, she seemed to peek into Ouyang Yan's miserable life.
"Dongdong, is this what you call the life of a successful heroine?" Gao Qinghe sneered in his heart.
Dongdong refuted with a strong but unjustified attitude: [That's because she's not the real heroine. She hasn't yet raised the hero's favorability to the maximum level! ]
Gao Qinghe dismissed this.
"Even if you have a perfect impression, what does it matter? A bad person will still be a dead person no matter how much he loves you."
Dong Dong: [How do you know it’s definitely not good since you haven’t reached the maximum level yet?]
"I've seen it before in my previous life. Even to Hao Huaping, it was just like that."
She is not interested in being a stepmother, giving birth to a son, training a wicked mother-in-law, or spending all her resources to support a man!
Dong Dong: [Then why did you have to pick on the protagonists in your past life? Why did you always bully them?]
Gao Qinghe chuckled and replied in her heart: "Because I just don't like him! What? You don't accept it? If you don't accept it, go to hell!"
The system should not have teeth, but Gao Qinghe clearly heard the "clucking" sound of gnashing teeth.
A 320-jin pig was sold for 120 jin, and half of the pig's body and head were kept and carried into the house. The remaining dozens of jin of meat and various pig offal were kept to make pig soup.
There were so many people and there was an ample supply of charcoal braziers that everyone was busy working in the yard without feeling cold and was even sweating.
Six stoves were set up, and around ten o'clock in the morning, the fragrant fresh pork soup came out of the pot.
A stove, a pot of pork soup, two bowls of pig blood, two bowls of chili dipping water, a large basin of washed watery Chinese cabbage and a bowl of homemade fried tofu.
It was a simple meal, and Gao Qinghe's mouth was watering at the sight of it, and he couldn't wait for it to be served.
It was not until this moment that Gao Qingya remembered that Jiang Qiyue still had her biological mother, and she quickly returned Jiang Qiyue, whose little face was red from the wind, to her mother.
Gao Qinghe covered his daughter's face with his warm palms, trying to warm her up, but the little girl was not happy about it. She turned her head around and refused.
Gao Qinghe touched the little hand and found it was warm, not cold, so he just let her be.
As children, it is better to experience more hardships so that they can have stronger resistance.
All the young and old in the village were present. Huang Ying and his wife greeted the villagers and after a busy morning they could finally sit down and relax.
Old Mrs. Tian specially steamed a bowl of egg custard for Jiang Qiyue. Gao Qinghe fed her daughter a small half bowl and put the rest into his own mouth, successfully earning a stab from his grandmother.
Gao Qinghe complained pitifully, "Grandma, am I not your favorite granddaughter?"
What else could Old Lady Tian say? He was truly her enemy!
While her sister was feeding her niece, Gao Qingya quickly ate two large bowls of rice. After eating, she took over her niece and placed a large bowl of pork trotters that she had prepared in advance in front of her sister, smiling and asking for credit.
"Hey, sister, eat more. I'll take Qiyue for a stroll outside the door."
Gao Qinghe was very pleased to have such a considerate little sister, and promised to give her a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year so that they could enjoy the delicious food happily.
As soon as Jiang Baohai's road construction funds arrived at the beginning of the year, the village secretary selected one person from each household to buy cement, sand and stones, and extended the road that originally only reached the village entrance to the front door of every household.
Afterwards, Gao Chongyi bought a truckload of sand and cement and turned the dam in front of his house into a flat cement ground, so that his son-in-law could park his car when he came home.
The parking lot was very wide, and Gao Qingya strolled around with Jiang Qiyue in her arms.
This location is excellent, you can see the entire village, and it is facing the stone bridge road into the village, so you can see the villagers coming in and out.
You can see clearly what people bought at the market in town.
After returning to the village, Zhong loved to stroll here from time to time, her eyes sparkling with gossip.
The snow hasn't fallen yet this year, but according to the weather forecast it will only fall within two days before the New Year.
The buzzing sound of cars came from the direction of the village entrance.
Gao Qingya held Jiang Qiyue in her arms and looked over curiously, and saw a green jeep slowly approaching from the direction of the county town, driving onto the stone bridge and into the village.
"Entering the village?"
Gao Qingya looked at it a few more times in surprise and found that the jeep was actually coming towards her home.
In the entire Shanghe Village, no household has a car.
If there is one, it counts as half, and that is her brother-in-law.
And cars and jeeps are different.
In the county town, only government trips use jeeps, and they are the kind of military jeeps that you can tell at a glance are retired military jeeps.
Just as he was thinking about it, the jeep had already driven onto the parking lot. Gao Qingya held Jiang Qiyue and retreated to the gate, looking curiously at the person who got out of the car.
First, a middle-aged man wearing white gloves got out of the driver's seat, walked around to the back and opened the rear door.
Immediately afterwards, another person jumped out from the passenger seat and turned back to smile at Gao Qingya.
"Secretary Weng?" Gao Qingya murmured in confusion.
Four people got out of the back car one after another.
A doll-like girl who looks about the same age as Gao Qingya.
She has blue eyes, black curly hair, and deep facial features. She wears a pink tweed shirt, a white knitted skirt, and brown leather boots. Her hair is styled half-up like a princess in a TV drama, with the curls hanging down her back, bouncing with her movements.
As soon as the girl got out of the car, she saw the pig hair and blood left on the dam from the pig slaughter this morning. Her straight nose wrinkled, and she immediately covered her mouth and nose with her white-gloved hands in disgust, groaning and complaining:
"Brother, are you sure you're in the right place?"
She looks like a doll, but speaks standard Mandarin.
Weng Yehua, who was called "Second Brother", ignored her and helped an old lady with completely white hair get off the car.
The old lady's dress showed that she was a city girl. She wore two large, dazzling pearls on her ears. Although she looked old, one could still tell how stunning she was when she was young.
Although the old lady's hair was completely white, her back was still straight. The winding and rugged mountain road had obviously drained her energy. She got out of the car and breathed in some fresh air before she recovered.
Following them was a middle-aged couple, the man was well-dressed and the woman had a fashionable temperament.
Seeing Gao Qingya holding the child at the gate, the woman showed a look of surprise, then turned around and looked at her husband.
Looks like, very similar!
The doll, who was still complaining about the poor hygiene in the countryside, was also stunned when she saw Gao Qingya.
Then he said, “It really is here.”
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