372 I Hate Not Being a Man
A month later, Gao Qinghe learned from Huang Yanqiu that Hao Huaping had returned to the countryside to work as a primary school teacher.
At the moment she is busy getting used to the new nanny.
The man leaned against the kitchen door and handed the written dietary precautions to the new aunt with one hand.
Holding the Nokia phone that Jiang Baohai brought back from Hong Kong in one hand, he talked on the phone with Huang Yanqiu for a long time.
The new Nokia phone is much smaller than Jiang Baohai's original Motorola. It has a phone book and can send text messages, but it does not have Chinese language support.
But none of this matters. What matters is that the battery life has been greatly improved, allowing continuous calls for 90 minutes.
It's perfect for chatting on the phone.
Note: Only those with sufficient funds can use this feature.
"You said Hao Huaping went back to his hometown? When did that happen?" Gao Qinghe asked curiously.
She remembered that she had seen Hao Huaping selling juice at a stall in the night market before.
Although her juice sales didn't seem to be going well, it wasn't that long.
If you want to set up a stall, you must be persistent. If you want to do good business, you must be able to keep it. Otherwise, if customers don’t find your place once, they will not come again.
Huang Yanqiu said, "I heard that she's been back for almost a month now, and she and Zhou Zhenghua got their marriage certificate last year, but they haven't had a wedding yet. Maybe they're embarrassed about getting married for the second time?"
That was Huang Yanqiu's guess. She didn't understand the city dwellers' tricks anyway.
If it were in their village, even if it was the third or fourth wedding, there would be shameless banquets just to collect gifts.
Gao Qinghe: "We both got our marriage certificate. Are we now legally living together as a couple?"
"That's not true! The three of them are very affectionate, and Mrs. Zhong is so happy. But the two sisters-in-law of Zhou Laoer and Zhou Laosan in our village always tell everyone that their sister-in-law has a father who is the mayor."
Thinking of the flattering faces of those villagers, Huang Yanqiu couldn't bear it for a second, and interrupted her sisters-in-law and said sarcastically:
"She does have a father who is the mayor, but unfortunately, he no longer recognizes her. A daughter who is married off is like spilled water."
The villagers didn't believe it and said, "After all, they are his biological children. It's impossible for him to just ignore them. He must have said it in anger."
Without waiting for Guihua and Chunfang to explain, Huang Yanqiu interrupted and sneered:
"So what if she's your biological daughter? If your daughter, a university student from the city who you've raised with all the good food and drink, insists on marrying an old divorced man from the countryside who's nowhere to be found, would you still want to acknowledge her?"
Chunfang yelled at Huang Yanqiu and angrily said, "Who is the old country man? Our third child is only two years older than my sister-in-law. If you want to say old, it should be my sister-in-law, right?"
"She's still not married yet, she's twenty-seven or twenty-eight. My third son doesn't mind her age, so what else does she want?"
Huang Yanqiu looked at the complacent Chunfang like a fool at that time.
This idiot said this in front of the whole village, isn't he afraid that others will know?
Huang Yanqiu was too lazy to talk to these idiots and said:
"I hate myself for not being a man. Otherwise, I would have coaxed the daughter of a director first, then tricked the eldest daughter of a mayor. With the help of my father-in-law, I would have been able to get to the provincial capital and have everything I wanted."
"What a pity, what a pity! In order to protect my daughter Xue'er from being bullied by her stepfather, I can only make do with her unmotivated father for the rest of my life."
Zheng Laowu's sister-in-law was present, and she was angry but dared not say anything when she heard this.
I was really afraid that she would leave this home, so I smiled awkwardly and said, "Yanqiu, come back with the baby during Qingming Festival. Mom and Dad are looking forward to their granddaughter's return."
Huang Yanqiu replied with a smile: "I understand, sister-in-law, I will definitely come back."
Gao Qinghe couldn't help laughing as he listened to Huang Yanqiu's vivid retelling.
"You are really good. You don't give the Zheng family any face at all."
Huang Yanqiu said indifferently: "I think my mother's family is dead, let alone my husband's family."
Realizing that Gao Qinghe was also one of his family members, he quickly changed his words and said:
"You don't count, I didn't say you."
"By the way, are you coming back for Qingming Festival?" Huang Yanqiu asked with concern.
Gao Qinghe looked at the aunt busy in the kitchen, calculated the time, and said uncertainly:
"You should go back."
After all, tomb sweeping is a big deal, and it only happens once a year. My mother-in-law couldn’t go back during the Chinese New Year, so she must want to go back this time.
Jiang Baohai also said a few words these two days, saying that he would go back to the mine to take a look and make some arrangements.
"Probably. By the way, you just mentioned a family of three. What do you mean? Did Zhong Yunxiu go to take care of his daughter-in-law again?"
Speaking of this, Huang Yanqiu on the other end of the phone sounded excited.
"Qing He, you know that there's always a conqueror. That damn old woman has met her nemesis this time!"
Gao Qinghe raised his eyebrows, signaling his aunt to take care of it, then turned back to the living room sofa and half-laid down, asking Huang Yanqiu to explain in detail.
Huang Yanqiu said, "You and I both know why the old woman asked Ouyang Yan and Zhou Zhenghua to divorce. It was so she could get on Hao Huaping's high branch."
"In the end, I ended up going to the countryside and teaching at a village primary school as a trainee teacher, without a regular position."
One can imagine how ugly Mrs. Zhong's face must have been.
In the eyes of Mrs. Zhong, any woman who married into her family, no matter what her previous job was or what her background was, had to be under the control of her as the mother-in-law.
For Zhong, changing his face is as natural as eating and drinking.
Hao Huaping just arrived in the countryside to reunite with Zhou Zhenghua. Although her salary is meager, it is stable and they have no children.
There is almost no cost for food and accommodation in the village. The combined salary of two people is enough to cover daily expenses and even save a little.
But just one week after this sweet little day, Mrs. Zhong came.
One more person means one more expense.
Although Zhong said that he wanted to grow his own vegetables and farm.
But this is not Shanghe Village. She has no land or fields, so if she wants to farm, she can only rent from the villagers.
After a few days of trouble, I finally found out that it was not cost-effective after calculating the cost. It would be better to buy vegetables and rice from the villagers, so I gave up.
Because of the habitual thinking that Mrs. Zhong had always been very good to her in the past, Hao Huaping was quite touched that her mother-in-law cared about her family.
Although she failed to rent the land, she appreciated the kindness.
Zhong naturally stayed there.
The village allocated a single room to the couple, which was a small room next to the village committee's newly built office.
It's fine for two people, but not for three.
For this reason, he had to rent an old wooden house with his fellow villagers.
The rent is not expensive, just five dollars a month is enough. There is also a vegetable plot behind the house, and they are allowed to grow vegetables there.
But Hao Huaping discovered that her mother-in-law, who always said she wanted to grow her own vegetables to reduce the burden on the family and felt sorry for their hard work, had not even visited the vegetable garden after moving into the old wooden house for a week.
The field still looked overgrown with weeds.
At this time, Hao Huaping vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Soon after, my mother-in-law urged me to have a baby, and all she talked about was her eldest grandson and a baby boy.
As he spoke, his eyes became eerie and terrifying, as if he was possessed.
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