There was no time to take off the coat, wash it and dry it.
Miss Qiao repeatedly reminded her that a big deal would be discussed today, and if she was not dressed properly and affected the image of the bank, it would be a serious sin!
Aunt Jin was kindhearted and had a good relationship with Old Yan, so she said:
"Go to the backyard and take this off. I'll help you wash it. I promise it won't delay your future work."
Old Yan was surprised and said: "Ah? I, I took off..."
Aunt Jin glared at him and chuckled:
"You are old, but you are acting like a 20-year-old girl. What's there to be ashamed of when you take off your coat?
If you are not happy, I will leave and you can figure it out yourself."
As she spoke, she pretended to leave, but Lao Yan quickly stopped her and begged her to help him.
When they arrived at the yard, Aunt Jin asked Lao Yan to bring a basin of clean water.
"Take it off." Aunt Jin said.
Lao Yan was still a little embarrassed, "You, you turn around..."
Aunt Jin: “…”
"Okay, okay." Aunt Jin seemed to complain and tease, and stretched out her hand, "Take it off, I'll hold it for you."
Old Yan glanced at the letter in his hand but did not hand it to Aunt Jin.
"It's okay. Turn around, turn around..."
Upon seeing this, Aunt Jin withdrew her hand and turned to face the blooming wisteria behind her.
After a slight rustling sound, Lao Yan said in a mosquito-like voice: "Okay."
Aunt Jin turned around and saw Lao Yan's face still flushed. He was wearing a dark-colored shirt and had an awkward expression on his face. He stood there at a loss as to what to do.
Aunt Jin took the tea-soaked coat from his hand, and seeing that Old Yan was standing there, she pointed to a recliner in the corner and asked him to sit there and wait.
Lao Yan asked cautiously, "How long will it take?"
Aunt Jin replied: "Not long, it will be fine in a moment.
Old Yan licked his lips awkwardly, then sat obediently on the recliner and waited. The letter was always in his hand, never leaving his hand for a moment.
He looked from afar at Aunt Jin's hands as she was applying acupuncture and rubbing his clothes with something, and he couldn't help feeling a little warm in his heart.
He was already quite old, and although he still served his wife faithfully, he would occasionally think that it would be a good thing if he could find a woman with a good temper, start a family, have a child, and live the rest of his life happily together...
I don’t know how long it was before Old Yan was awakened by Aunt Jin’s voice.
"Hey, I'm washing your clothes, and you're sleeping here."
Old Yan suddenly opened his eyes, met Aunt Jin's half-smiley eyes, and sat up straight, "I, I'm not asleep..."
Aunt Jin smiled and shook her head, "Don't worry, it's only been a quarter of an hour, Qiao Ge hasn't arrived yet."
Old Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly lowered his head, and saw that the letter was still in his hand. Only then did he feel completely relieved.
Aunt Jin threw the washed clothes to him, picked up the medicine box, and said casually:
"Your clothes are still a little damp. Just go to the kitchen and warm them up. I'm leaving now."
Lao Yan shook out his clothes. The front was still a little damp, but the tea stain had completely disappeared, without even a trace. He wondered what secret recipe Aunt Jin had used.
A warm current flowed through his heart again. Old Yan looked up with emotion and gratitude, and saw Aunt Jin walking away with big strides, carrying the medicine box on her back.
Such a considerate, intelligent, chic and unique woman is really...
"Butler Yan, Butler Yan!" A waiter's voice pulled Old Yan out of his fantasy.
Old Yan came to his senses and asked what happened.
"Qiao Ge's here, right in the front hall, please go over quickly!"
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