344 Eat fish every meal
After eating enough melons in the hospital, Gao Qinghe and his wife went home.
Seeing that Zhou Zhenghua was unhappy, Gao Qinghe was particularly happy and felt that his cold was almost healed.
After that, I went to the hospital and received intravenous medicine for two days, and I was basically cured.
My energy hasn't recovered yet, and I feel a bit lazy. I'm either lying on the sofa or in bed.
Ms. Qi Lianxin was very worried about this, fearing that if she continued like this, her limbs would degenerate.
So, I stew a pot of bone soup every day, skim off the floating oil, leaving only a pot of refreshing essence, which is used to nourish all the three adults and one child in the family.
While staying at home, Gao Qinghe found that his naughty boy seemed to have become a different person and suddenly became unbelievably well-behaved.
The chatterbox no longer chases his mother around asking a million questions every day.
Put away the messed up toys yourself.
At night, I hold my doll and use it to coax myself to sleep.
Worried that his mother would be lonely, he specially picked out his favorite lion doll and secretly hid it in his mother's quilt.
Unfortunately, the little girl didn't know that her lion doll was placed on the bedside stool with her father facing away from the bed every night.
Jiang Qiyue was not disappointed when his mother didn't come to pick him up after school. He took his grandmother to the store, took out his own pocket money, and bought "Happy" milk tablets for his mother.
In the past, when she was sick, Gao Qinghe would use milk tablets to coax her to take medicine, saying that it was an elixir made by Taishang Laojun and that eating it would make her happy.
I didn’t expect the little guy to actually remember it. Seeing that his mother was sick and unhappy, he thought of buying her Happy Milk tablets.
"Mom, eat two slices and you'll be happy."
Jiang Qiyue climbed onto the sofa and knelt beside his mother who was lying dead. He held two milk tablets in his little hands and carefully fed them to his mother's mouth.
Gao Qinghe cooperated by opening her mouth, and the little guy was fed successfully, with eyes wide open, anticipating her changes.
The milk slices were bitten into with a crunching sound, and the milk flavor quickly blended with the saliva, giving off a rich milk aroma, sweet as if chewing white clouds.
Jiang Qiyue couldn't wait any longer and asked curiously, "Mom, are you happy?"
Gao Qinghe deliberately pursed her lips, savoring the moment, then revealed a brilliant smile and jumped up from the sofa.
Jiang Qiyue was startled and subconsciously shrank into the sofa. Before he could react, his mother pounced on him and kissed him wildly.
The little guy finally reacted, and his mother became happy, but at the same time he felt itchy and wanted to hide.
The small, soft ball was cocooning in his arms, and Gao Qinghe's originally pretended joy was becoming more and more real.
Qi Lianxin picked up the milk slice on the coffee table and took a curious look at it. "This happy milk slice is really smart."
When Jiang Qiyue heard what her grandmother said, she immediately popped out a smug look from her mother's armpit and said:
"The Laojun practiced it, and it's very effective."
Qi Lianxin asked suspiciously: "What Laojun?"
Gao Qinghe smiled and replied, "Taishang Laojun."
Qi Lianxin: “…” What the hell is going on.
Forget it, as long as the mother and daughter are happy.
Qi Lianxin asked the mother and daughter whether they wanted to eat steamed fish or braised fish.
Gao Qinghe thought about how there had been fish on the table for every meal these days. She didn't dislike fish, and even liked it a little, but she was really sick of it after eating it for so many days in a row.
Not only Gao Qinghe had an issue with eating fish every day, but even Jiang Qiyue frowned when he heard his grandmother's question.
The little guy seriously discussed: "Grandma, can we not eat fish today?"
Qi Lianxin paused and asked, "What would your dear grandson like to eat?"
Jiang Qiyue: "Big chicken drumstick!"
Qi Lianxin reached out and touched his granddaughter's greedy face, and said under the little girl's expectant gaze:
"Tomorrow, since we didn't buy chicken today, let's make braised fish."
After saying this, without looking at the miserable faces of the mother and daughter, he raised his brows, and with a bit of pride in his control over the whole family, he went into the kitchen to make braised fish.
Jiang Qiyue leaned close to her mother's ear and said, "Mom, grandma is bad~"
Gao Qinghe really wanted to agree, but what right did someone who couldn't cook have to comment?
He held his daughter in his arms, used her as a support, leaned his big head against the small head, and taught her softly:
"Grandma works so hard to cook. She has to go to the market to buy vegetables, then wash, cut and prepare them, and finally have delicious food on the table for us to eat... So, be thankful, baby. At least you don't have to go to a roadside restaurant with your mother."
Jiang Qiyue was suddenly filled with fear of being dominated by the greasy food in roadside restaurants. He shook his head violently, indicating that he did not want to eat in a small restaurant.
I also felt that grandma was really working hard, so I thought about it carefully, clenched my fists and said:
"Mom, I'll eat more fish today and finish all the dishes grandma made so that nothing will go to waste."
"Yes, it can't be wasted." Gao Qinghe kissed her daughter's hair. "You are such a good girl."
The mother and daughter were mentally prepared to eat a lot and not let grandma's hard work go to waste.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
"Mom, I'll go open it!"
Jiang Qiyue slid off the sofa and ran happily to open the door.
I thought I would see my father as soon as I opened the door, but I didn't expect to see my uncle instead.
The little guy's expression froze for a moment, he was lost for a moment, and then he smiled again.
"Uncle." Jiang Qiyue turned around happily and said to his mother and grandmother, "It's my uncle!"
Qi Lianxin walked out of the kitchen and asked enthusiastically, "His uncle is here. He hasn't eaten yet, right? Hurry up and wash your hands and sit down. I'll stir-fry one more dish and then we'll have dinner."
"Hello, auntie."
Gao Qingmiao walked into the house with a bag of things and smiled, closed the door, and found a pair of slippers to change into.
Although it was his first time visiting my sister's new home, his familiar movements made one think he had been there several times.
Gao Qinghe stood up and walked over, glanced at the eye bags, and asked jokingly:
"Why are you here?"
Gao Qingmiao rubbed her nephew's head and said, "Sis, since you asked that, of course I came to visit you."
"You are thoughtful, and you still remember that you have a sister like me."
Gao Qingmiao winked at her sister and said, "You are my only biological sister, of course I will not forget you."
Holding Jiang Qiyue's hand, he came to the kitchen door, picked up the bag in his hand and asked Qi Lianxin:
"Auntie, I brought you everything you wanted. Could you tell me where to put it?"
Qi Lianxin turned around in surprise and quickly took the bag, which contained some important documents and her favorite sewing box.
The most important thing is that there is a passbook in the box.
Qi Lianxin hurriedly said thank you for your hard work, put the things back to the room first, and then came back to cook.
The last dish was served and Jiang Baohai came back on time.
"Hey, Miaomiao is here."
Gao Qingmiao, who was serving rice, poked his head out and said hello: "Brother-in-law is back, please sit down and prepare to eat."
Jiang Baohai changed his shoes, walked over to his wife and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Gao Qinghe chuckled and shook his head, pushing him to go wash his hands. "Whether it's okay or not, we'll know when we eat."
Jiang Baohai shrugged and didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, with his brother-in-law's temper, he would tell her himself if he couldn't hold it in for long.
Sure enough, after only two bites of the meal, Gao Qingmiao started talking about the profits of the clothing store in the county.
After laying the groundwork, he pretended to ask casually:
"Sister, you said last time that you met Mo Xiaohong in the provincial capital?"
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