357 Don't Think Too Well of Me
Jiang Baohai shook his head subconsciously, but found that this action was against his will, and froze again.
Gao Qinghe stepped forward, put his hand into the man's suit trouser pocket, held his slightly cold hand, squeezed it hard, and told him that it was okay and there was no need to think too much.
"Wife."
Jiang Baohai leaned his head on his wife's shoulder and said with some self-loathing: "I don't want to get angry at her at all, but I don't know why, I always can't help it..."
Gao Qinghe listened to him chattering quietly.
She didn't have the chance to meet her mother-in-law in her previous life, so in the decades she was with Jiang Baohai, she rarely heard him mention his family.
It was also during this rebirth that she realized that the emotionally stable Mr. Jiang was actually so childish when facing his mother.
This man seemed to have never grown up in front of his mother. Due to his special family situation, he never learned how to get along with his weak and miserable mother.
In the past, when people were not around and the place was not used, there was naturally no problem.
It’s different now. Qilianxin is alive and well. She has lived to this day in good health and, if nothing unexpected happens, she will have several more decades to live.
Perhaps for Jiang Baohai, the thought of having to live with his mother for decades to come is a bit overwhelming.
But she was her mother after all, and he sincerely hoped that she could live a long life.
You can't just hope that people will die soon, right?
Jiang Baohai, who understood his wife's eyes, whispered in her ear: "Don't think too highly of me."
"Treason!"
Gao Qinghe rolled his eyes at him.
"Old Jiang, I've discovered that you, Xiaoyu, and your mother, none of you three know how to love others."
Jiang Baohai subconsciously wanted to refute, but Gao Qinghe said first: "You don't know how to love properly."
These words really nailed Jiang Baohai, and he was speechless.
Why was he so obsessed with Gao Qinghe?
It is because she seems to be always surrounded by love, so love will overflow from her unconsciously.
With her overflowing love, he can live a contented and secure life.
Jiang Baohai felt that he must be a born evil person, that is why he shamelessly absorbed the positive energy of love from her and was unwilling to let go until his death.
She herself never knew this secret and could only be defenselessly sucked away by him to fill the missing part of herself.
She had been charming enough in her previous life.
In this life, she seemed to have evolved again, restraining her edge and giving all her tenderness to him and his daughter without reservation.
Jiang Baohai is sometimes very proud of this.
But most of the time, like at this moment, he felt even more evil. He was jealous that his mother and younger sister could share her energy.
This is also the main reason for his irritability.
"Gao Qinghe, can you please stop being so nice?"
Jiang Baohai leaned close to her ear and pleaded with gritted teeth.
Gao Qinghe suddenly felt that she had something to do in her life - to train her husband and his family.
......
Jiang Yu is back.
Uncle Wang was not embarrassed at all. He kindly introduced himself to Jiang Yu and asked her to just call him Uncle Wang.
After the introduction, he continued to take care of Qi Lianxin while she drank the soup. It was the pot of bone soup that Gao Qinghe had personally stewed all morning.
I can’t say it’s unpalatable, but the thought behind it is appreciated.
Jiang Baohai hugged his wife and returned to the ward. Seeing this scene, his first reaction was not to drive away Uncle Wang, the old man who was so attentive to his mother, but to force Gao Qinghe to promise that he would make a pot of bone soup for him later.
Gao Qinghe couldn't help laughing.
Because when people are speechless, they really want to laugh!
Perhaps because he felt that he had the tacit approval of the Jiang family, for the next week, Uncle Wang came to visit Qi Lianxin every day without fail.
And he never comes empty-handed. He either brings the nourishing soup he made, such as pigeon soup, black chicken soup, and turtle soup, and there is a different one every day.
Or he would bring out the radio and newspaper, play interesting stories for Qi Lianxin, and chat with her.
Qi Lianxin's condition is getting better day by day.
Gao Qinghe was not surprised at all to find that her mother-in-law, who had originally intended to seal her heart and lock away her love, had opened her heart again.
Wang Xin was already preparing to go back, but he was deeply shocked when he found out that his father was taking care of Aunt Qi so wholeheartedly.
But she could only accept reality.
Once this person accepts reality, his attitude towards the world becomes much gentler.
Wang Xin brought his children to visit Qi Lianxin.
Gao Qinghe's family was present at the time. Wang Xin expressed her opinion, saying that she and her brother had discussed it and they would not object if the two old people decided to be together.
Jiang Baohai and Jiang Yu looked at each other, and it seemed that they were not very accepting of the situation.
But Jiang Baohai also said: "As children, we just want the elderly to be happy."
After that, Uncle Wang came to the hospital more frequently, but he never dared to let Jiang Baohai call him Uncle Wang.
The two men talked about their own things. Jiang Baohai called Uncle Wang by his full name, and Uncle Wang called Jiang Baohai "Mr. Jiang".
He persisted until Qi Lianxin was discharged from the hospital. Grandpa Wang was taken abroad by Wang Xin to spend the New Year with his children, and the two old people were forced to part.
Love has mysterious power, and Qilianxin recovered particularly well.
The doctor said that it was originally going to take three months to recover, but now it looks like it will take only two months to see noticeable results.
But bone growth is a long process, which means that for at least a year, Qi Lianxin can no longer do heavy work or even hold a pot.
Jiang Qiyue, who had been eating white rice with his mother for half a month, felt terrible after hearing the news.
It's the end of the year and Jiang Baohai is extremely busy. As soon as his mother was discharged from the hospital, he put the heavy burden on his mind and became even busier than ever.
At home, in front of the sofa.
Gao Qinghe faced her mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and daughter alone, and said with her hands on her hips:
"I want to hire a babysitter, and no one can stop me!"
Jiang Qiyue was the first to raise her hand to support her mother's great and wise decision.
Qi Lianxin had no right to speak, but her stubborn expression fully expressed her protest.
Jiang Yu said weakly, "It's almost Chinese New Year now, can we hire a nanny?"
Gao Qinghe lowered his head and said, "Yeah, where can I find a nanny now?"
Qi Lianxin swallowed hard and boldly suggested, "Why don't we let Xiaoyu do it? I'll be there to guide her."
Jiang Yu thought it was okay and was about to nod when Gao Qinghe raised his hand and said firmly:
"No, she still has to go for internship! I've already notified the company. She'll go there before the New Year to familiarize herself with the environment and then officially start her internship after the New Year."
Jiang Qiyue said: "Mom, Dad is cooking noodles."
What I mean is, you can let dad cook.
Jiang Baohai, who was far away in the company: Jiang Qiyue, you are really a good daughter to your father!
Gao Qinghe thought about it seriously and decided, “Okay!”
Lao Jiang’s cooking skills are okay.
"Then it's settled. Xiaoyu and I will take turns during the New Year holidays. After the New Year holiday, Yueyue's dad will take over until we find a nanny."
Gao Qinghe made the decision firmly and no one could object.
Qi Lianxin is no longer the same Qi Lianxin as before. She will never again say that her son is a man and it is inappropriate for a man to cook in the kitchen.
She nodded heavily, stood up and asked Jiang Yu to get paper and pen. The mother and daughter sat at the dining table, one reading and the other writing, to draw up the recipe.
It’s not for my own stomach, but because I feel sorry for my granddaughter’s mouth.
If Jiang Baohai had to cook noodles every day, what would that life be like... Qi Lian's heart shuddered, he didn't dare to think about it, he didn't dare to think about it at all!
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