303 Eating Watermelon
Gao Qingmiao was busy until the evening of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month before returning home.
The snow was falling and the young man was riding a motorcycle on the muddy and slippery dirt road. The moment he got home, the melted snow had soaked his coat.
When she learned that her father's family had come but she had missed it, her heart, which had already been ravaged by the wind and snow, shattered into pieces.
"What did I miss? Why didn't anyone tell me?"
Gao Qingmiao sat down on the sofa, shook his hand holding the safety helmet, and asked in a bad mood.
The whole family, you look at me, I look at you.
Gao Qinghe asked doubtfully, "Mom, didn't you tell Miaomiao?"
Huang Ying turned and stared at Gao Chongyi, "You didn't call Miaomiao?"
Gao Chongyi looked around guiltily and pointed at his son-in-law, "Xiao Hai, didn't you tell Miao Miao when you came from the city?"
The corners of Jiang Baohai's mouth twitched slightly, and he laughed dryly: "Ah, I thought you all said it."
The air was eerily quiet.
Seeing that Gao Qingmiao's chest was heaving more and more, Gao Qingya ran out of her sister's room upstairs and handed the gift left by the new grandmother to her brother.
"Brother, this is the gift our new grandmother gave us. This is your share."
The jade pendant inlaid with gold lies quietly in the red jewelry box, emitting a dazzling light.
At that moment, Gao Qingmiao felt that the pieces of his broken heart were being glued back together.
"It looks good, right? I said it's very valuable!" Gao Qingya boasted exaggeratedly.
Gao Qingmiao just fell for it and immediately looked at her family in surprise: "Really?"
Gao Qinghe nodded seriously, "It's inherited from my ancestors."
The last bit of anger in Gao Qingmiao's heart dissipated, and he noticed that his younger sister also had a similar gold and jade pendant hanging around her neck. It was really beautiful.
"Brother, let me help you put it on?" Gao Qingya asked with blinking eyes.
Gao Qingmiao coughed and nodded reluctantly.
Jiang Baohai and his wife looked at each other. Young people's tempers come and go quickly.
With the intentional flattery of the whole family, Gao Qingmiao, who was angry in the last second, was coaxed into a fool who only knew how to laugh in the next second.
The next day, New Year's Eve arrived.
No matter whether they make money outside or not, as long as the people come back, the old people who have been waiting for a year will feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.
Heavy snow blocked the mountains, and the remote mountain village was filled with a unique bustle and peace, allowing people to fully experience the warmth of being with their families.
There is a new member in the family this year. Because of Jiang Qiyue's arrival, this New Year's Eve is more joyful than in previous years.
However, by the second day of the Lunar New Year, the snow on the road had not melted yet, so Gao Qinghe and his wife were forced to interrupt their plan to go to Qijia Village to pick up Qi Lianxin and Jiang Yu.
Gao Qingmiao rode his motorcycle towards the town, but turned back before he got halfway. He shook his head at his brother-in-law and said:
"The road out of the village is flat and walkable, but the uphill section is so snowy and thick that a car definitely can't go through."
If motorcycles can't get through, then cars are even more doomed.
Gao Qinghe said with a positive attitude: "We can't leave, and no one else can leave either. Everyone has stopped, so let's rest for a few more days and wait for the sun to come out."
Jiang Baohai looked at his wife, whose eyes showed no trace of sadness, and could only tell himself to learn more from her mentality.
"Okay." Jiang Baohai tapped his daughter's rosy little face and walked into the main hall. "I'll call Qijia Village first to see if I can get in touch with them."
Fortunately, the call from the Qijia Village Committee was connected.
Please ask the village chief to tell my mother and sister to wait patiently and I will come to pick them up when the snow melts.
The mine is on holiday now, and my only concern is that my family has been settled, so it seems there is really nothing to worry about.
Jiang Baohai relaxed and enjoyed the rare vacation.
Gao Qingmiao took out two decks of cards, and the whole family divided into two groups to play Landlord.
Old Mrs. Tian didn't know how to play, so she just held Jiang Qiyue and watched from the side. No one in the family was affected by the heavy snow that blocked the road.
However, not long after, a fierce quarrel was heard from the Zhou family next door.
Chunfang was the loudest, yelling, "I can't go back to my parents' home today, so none of you will have a good life! Even if I have to leave, I'll go on foot!" Then came Zhong's crying and cursing, "It's snowing so hard, if you're not afraid of death, then go. But the second child can't leave anyway. If something happens on the way, I won't be able to explain to your father and your Zhou family's ancestors..."
She continued to curse for a long time, but the two families were far apart and her voice was unclear with tears, so I couldn't hear it clearly.
But you can tell that it's definitely not a good thing.
The frightened cry of the child mixed with the quarrel between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Old Mrs. Tian glanced at the well-behaved and lovely Jiang Qiyue in her arms, clicked her tongue and shook her head, "What a sin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Qinghe's three siblings, who were playing cards, put down their cards with excitement in their eyes and trotted towards the courtyard.
Jiang Baohai, who was about to win: "......"
My wife has run away, what's the point of fighting? Let's go out and take a look!
The Zhou family's door was pushed open with a bang.
Chunfang was seen carrying a bundle in her hand, striding out of the door, turning back to point at Zhou Laoer in the yard and questioning:
"Zhou Lao Er, are you coming with me? If you don't, don't even think about me coming back in this lifetime!"
Zhou's wife Guihua quickly chased out, took Chunfang's hand and persuaded her:
"You're still pregnant. If you slip on the road, there's no way you'll regret it. Do you really have to go back today? Can't you wait until the snow melts?"
After hearing what her sister-in-law said, Chunfang's fierce expression softened a little.
How could she not know this?
But this morning, when she just mentioned going back to her parents' home, her mother-in-law said she was a heartless person who wanted to kill her son and grandson.
After working hard to take care of the whole family for a whole year, and having been looking forward to the day when I could go back to my parents' home, who wouldn't be heartbroken when my mother-in-law said this to me?
Doesn’t she know that Xue Da can’t go back?
The damn old woman is so wary of and protective of her son, afraid that he will suffer even a little?
The biased old woman has never cared so much about the second child before. She is deliberately trying to annoy her!
If Chunfang hadn't been pregnant with Zhou's eldest grandson last year, she would have felt a little insecure.
Now? Who’s afraid of who?
Chunfang just wants to make a fuss, hoping to make the old woman angry to death, otherwise she will really think she is easy to bully!
Zhou Laoer chased out, but was grabbed by Zhong after only a few steps.
Boss Zhou stood aside, sighing and scratching his head, looking like a coward who was saying, "I'm very anxious, but there's nothing I can do."
Guihua was scolded by Chunfang for her kindness and was so angry that she didn't want to care anymore.
Zhou Zhenghua and Ouyang Yan held their own children and coaxed Chunfang's daughter.
The couple stood aside, like outsiders.
In the end, it was Hao Huaping who stood up from the Zhou family. He coaxed and reasoned with Zhong, and finally got her to say something soft, giving Chunfang a way out and ending the farce.
For this, Zhou Zhenghua, who had just been an outsider, was extremely grateful to Hao Huaping.
Ouyang Yan watched coldly and laughed sarcastically.
She carried her daughter out of the door, not caring where she was going, as she didn't want to stay in the polluted atmosphere of the Zhou family.
When they reached the stone bridge, Ouyang Yan suddenly turned around and glanced at the parking lot in front of Gao's house.
After watching the show and eating some melons, Gao Qinghe and others went home early to continue playing Landlord.
Ouyang Yan looked at the empty parking lot and continued walking aimlessly for a long, long time.
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