362 Eating Fried Skewers
February 17, 1994, the eighth day of the first lunar month.
Gao Qinghe's family spent the New Year comfortably without visiting relatives.
Jiang Baohai's annual leave ended and he began to resume normal work.
Jiang Yu will have another week of internship before returning to school.
The matter of hiring a nanny at home is imminent.
The day before the Lantern Festival, Uncle Wang came back from abroad. The first thing he did after he got home and put down his luggage was to come see Qi Lianxin.
After learning about Gao Qinghe's current troubles, he actively helped her find a nanny.
He is a local and has many acquaintances, so he called all his relatives to ask.
Gao Qinghe called a housekeeping company, hoping to find a live-in nanny who would work day shifts and be responsible for preparing three meals a day and taking care of the elderly at home.
There is another hourly worker who is responsible for cleaning, and the nanny only needs to clean the stove after cooking.
The housekeeping company quoted a monthly fee of 480 yuan and said they would help keep an eye on it.
But now, after all, the Chinese New Year has just passed and people haven’t returned yet, so we have to wait.
In comparison, Uncle Wang’s network of relatives might respond a little faster.
Gao Qinghe was not in a hurry. He just had to wait. The restaurant downstairs in the community was open. He had a backup, so he was not worried at all.
Isn’t it just eating? It doesn’t matter where you eat it, right?
But Qi Lian was very anxious about this matter, fearing that his granddaughter would go out to eat at a small restaurant with her mother. When he woke up, he found a blister at the corner of his mouth.
Gao Qinghe was speechless when she saw her mother-in-law's condition.
I don’t know which damn entertainment report it was that said that all the small restaurants outside use gutter oil and rat meat to cook, and eating them will cause various diseases, and Ms. Qi Lianxin believed it without a doubt.
On the Lantern Festival, Uncle Wang volunteered to say to Gao Qinghe and her daughter-in-law:
"If you don't mind, I'll come to your house and cook for Yueyue before the nanny comes."
"I'm not bragging, but I can cook a few special dishes."
His wife died early due to illness, and Uncle Wang took care of Wang Xin and his brother and sister. Cooking was a compulsory course for them.
Uncle Wang summed up a set of experience. Cooking is actually the same as doing math problems. It mainly depends on using formulas. If the formulas are right, it will be easy to master.
Qi Lianxin asked Uncle Wang uncertainly, "Can you do it?"
Uncle Wang patted his chest and said, "This is simple. I brought up Wang Xin and his brother and sister."
When Wang Xin was mentioned, Qi Lian's heart skipped a beat and he looked at his daughter-in-law hesitantly.
Gao Qinghe asked, "Uncle Wang, you came to my house to cook. If your daughter knew about this, she wouldn't come over and make a scene, right?"
Uncle Wang waved his hand and said, "Hey." "She's abroad. If you don't tell anyone, who would know? Unless you tell trolls. But even if she does know, I believe she'll understand."
Well, now that things have come to this, it would be a bit ungrateful to refuse his request.
Gao Qinghe immediately smiled sweetly and said, "Uncle Wang, thank you for your hard work."
"So, what do you think? Should I give you the money for buying groceries and you go buy them yourself, or should I give me a menu in advance and I will get up early to buy them for you?" Gao Qinghe asked politely.
Uncle Wang said readily, "You young people get up late, I can buy it myself."
As he said this, he glanced at Qi Lianxin with a smile, "We are all family, it's only natural for us to help each other."
Uncle Wang rolled up his sleeves and asked Qi Lianxin what they wanted to eat for the holiday tonight. He said he would make it without waiting for Jiang Yu to come back from get off work.
Jiang Qiyue just felt it was novel, and followed Uncle Wang like a little penguin. Relying on the fact that this was his home, he wanted to give Uncle Wang some pointers since he was not familiar with the place.
Qi Lianxin and Gao Qinghe looked at each other, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had different expressions.
Qi Lianxin felt that this didn't seem very good, but he couldn't resist Uncle Wang's familiarity, so he found the frozen meat in the refrigerator and started to work in a serious manner.
There was no choice but Qi Lianxin had to hurry over and tell him what to make, how to make it, and what the family’s tastes were.
Gao Qinghe shrugged and leaned against the kitchen door, watching the hustle and bustle in the kitchen with interest.
When Jiang Yu returned home in the evening, he found that the meal was ready. He looked at his expressionless brother, then at his smiling sister-in-law, and at his little niece who had already picked up a small bowl and was eating.
Suddenly I felt that this world was magical.
After the Lantern Festival, Jiang Baohai and his sister tacitly acknowledged the fact that their mother had a boyfriend.
This person still needs a companion. Since Uncle Wang came to his house to help prepare three meals a day, Qi Lianxin has smiled more often than usual, and he has also fallen in love with reading newspapers like Uncle Wang.
Qi Lianxin only has a third-grade education.
My family was poor when I was young and I had no chance to go to school.
But with the arrival of a new era, a new primary school was built in the village, and he entered the first grade at the age of nine.
I started school too late and was already twelve years old when I reached the third grade.
The twelve-year-old rural girl, already a mature laborer, was called back home by her parents to help with work.
So until now, Qi Lianxin only recognizes a few simple commonly used characters.
Jiang Yu had tried to teach her mother to read in the past, but Qi Lianxin always used excuses like "there's no need" and "she can't learn it".
No one in the family expected that because of Uncle Wang’s arrival, Qi Lianxin, who “couldn’t learn”, actually learned to read and read newspapers quietly.
At the end of the winter vacation, Jiang Yu, who was about to leave, was very pleased to see the changes in her mother. She finally felt relieved and continued to go to another province to pursue her studies.
There was no response from the housekeeping company yet, but Uncle Wang recommended a distant cousin from the countryside.
Unfortunately, when we were called into the city, we found out that they couldn't speak Cantonese, let alone Mandarin, and spoke only a local dialect, so communication became a big problem.
The person only stayed for half a day before being politely sent away by Gao Qinghe.
Of course, the ticket money and lost wages were fully paid.
After watching the train leave the platform, Gao Qinghe took his daughter home.
Jiang Qiyue licked his lips, pointed his little finger at the roadside snack stand and called out, "Mommy, Mommy!"
This little greedy cat. Gao Qinghe laughed helplessly and had to take her to the stall to buy some fried skewers.
There are meat and vegetables. They are first fried in oil to dry out the moisture, then the oil is filtered out and mixed with various seasonings, and then a spoonful of soul-enhancing Houttuynia cordata chili water is added. Jiang Qiyue's nose is bubbling from eating it, but he still continues to eat.
Gao Qinghe wasn't much better, her lips were all red. She guessed the boss must have used chili peppers to grind the chili powder, otherwise it wouldn't be so spicy!
The mother and daughter rushed into the house panting and saw Qi Lianxin answering the phone.
Uncle Wang didn't come today. The senior citizens' university was holding an opening ceremony and he was invited to participate.
Jiang Qiyue kept shouting that the food was spicy. Gao Qinghe took off his shoes and didn't even have time to put on slippers. He rushed to the kitchen barefoot and poured two glasses of boiled water. He held one in each hand and drank while handing the water to his daughter who was crying.
Qi Lianxin hung up the phone and turned around to see his little granddaughter with her hands spread out, flapping up and down like wings, her head buried in the water cup, taking a sip and fanning her hands twice. It was obvious that the food was very spicy.
"Bought some street food again?"
Qi Lianxin walked over with concern and helped hold his granddaughter's water cup.
Gao Qinghe freed one hand and used toilet paper to wipe his daughter's nose.
The embarrassed mother and daughter laughed guiltily, like cats stealing fish.
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