Shen Qinghe also saw Qi Qingmei. Her hands were red from the cold and her fingers were covered in frostbite, swollen and red like carrots.
I saw her looking at me jealously.
Shen Qinghe stretched out her scallion-white fingers and gathered the hair on her forehead.
When Qi Qingmei saw Shen Qinghe's tender white fingers, she subconsciously wanted to hide her hands.
But she was holding the basin and had nowhere to hide.
It was such a cold day and she didn't have to do the laundry. Jiang Xiaohui said it was not appropriate for him to ask his mother-in-law to wash his clothes, so Qi Qingmei washed Jiang Xiaohui's clothes.
Jiang Xiaohui likes to be clean and likes to wear white shirts. He changes them every two days at most. In addition to other clothes, Qi Qingmei's hands are basically soaked in ice water every day.
"Are you cold?" Jiang Chunlin took out a thermos from his pocket and put it in Shen Qinghe's hand.
Shen Qinghe held the thermos, smiled at Jiang Chunlin, and lowered her eyes to look at her clean sleeves.
He said helplessly, "My clothes are a little dirty. It's too cold today."
Jiang Chunlin knew very well Shen Qinghe's little thoughts and was willing to pamper her.
He cooperated and said, "When did I ever ask you to wash your clothes? I'll wash them for you when we get back."
Qi Qingmei, "..."
These two are showing their affection in front of her.
"Teacher Jiang's house, you went to do the laundry."
We are from the same village, He Xiuyun said politely when she saw Qi Qingmei.
Qi Qingmei's face changed. Are the Jiang family mocking her for washing clothes in such a cold weather?
She glared at Shen Qinghe, then turned and walked away with the basin in her hand.
He Xiuyun frowned, "Now that Jiang Zhiqing has become a teacher, this childhood sweetheart's temper has also gotten worse."
She turned her head and glanced at Shen Qinghe, who was still the same as before and didn't put on airs just because she was now a famous designer.
He Xiuyun thought proudly that she had good taste and picked a good wife for the fourth son!
"Qinghe, you're back, come into the house and warm up."
Liu Hongmei was sweeping the yard. When she saw Shen Qinghe, she smiled and said.
After she and Chen Fenxia returned home, they first cleaned up Shen Qinghe's room. Jiang Jianguo placed two pots of red-hot charcoal fire in the room, making it warm and not cold at all.
"Thank you, second sister-in-law." Shen Qinghe said gratefully.
Liu Hongmei waved her hand, "No need to thank me, Fenxia and I cleaned it together, you can go into the house and have a rest, call me if you need any work."
If it weren't for Shen Qinghe, Liu Hongmei wouldn't even dare to dream of the good life she has now.
Deep down, she was very grateful to Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe is pregnant now. Although women don't need to be so pretentious when they are pregnant, she still went to work while she was pregnant and only rested when she was about to give birth.
But she was willing to follow her parents-in-law in pampering Shen Qinghe. If she couldn't do it for her, except for eating and going to the toilet, she would have wanted to do everything for her.
Shen Qinghe went into the house, drank a glass of water, rested for a while, and then began to cut clothes.
In less than two days, she had finished cutting out all the clothes that needed to be made before the New Year, and she also cut a set of clothes for each person in the family.
Liu Hongmei and Chen Fenxia are in charge of it.
The whole family was so happy looking at the new clothes for the New Year!
Jiang Chunming looked at the new clothes and felt a little embarrassed to accept them.
He was different from the second and third sons. The second and third sons' wives were making clothes with Shen Qinghe, but he did nothing. His clothes were all white and his face was hot from embarrassment.
He took the clothes and went to his parents' room.
"Mom, please return this dress to Qinghe and let the fourth child wear it!"
"What's wrong? Does the clothes not fit? If it doesn't fit, just ask Qinghe to alter it for you." He Xiuyun did not reach out to take the clothes.
Jiang Chunming put his clothes on the kang and said awkwardly.
"Qing He is very skilled. I am very grateful that she made a new set of clothes for the two children. It would be shameless for me to ask for more."
He Xiuyun was stunned and sighed.
"Boss, this is a token of love from the fourth and fourth brothers, you should not let them down. Besides, Qing He is not a stingy person, she will not want it even if you return it to her."
"Anyway, I can't take this dress." Jiang Chunming said and walked away.
When I was going out, I met Jiang Chunlin who was about to come in.
Jiang Chunming glanced at Jiang Chunlin without saying anything and went back to his room.
Jiang Chunlin came in and saw the clothes on the kang, and he understood everything.
He took the clothes directly to the boss's room and threw them on him.
"Chunlin, I can't take this dress." Jiang Chunming said with a frown.
He had already shamelessly accepted the clothes of the two children. If he had accepted his own clothes as well, his face would have been embarrassed.
Jiang Chunlin's face darkened. "What's the matter? You don't like the style my wife cuts?"
"No!" Jiang Chunming said in a muffled voice.
Jiang Chunlin snorted coldly, "So you don't like Hongmei's needlework?"
"Of course not!" Jiang Chunming's face turned red, and he wished he could dig a hole and crawl into it.
As the eldest brother, he felt ashamed to have to rely on the fourth brother for support like this.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Chunlin said coldly, "I made clothes for you when I was pregnant, but you don't like them.
Jiang Chunming, are you itching for sex? I don't mind tightening it for you!"
After saying that, Jiang Chunlin kicked Jiang Chunming on the butt.
Jiang Chunming, "..."
This guy has been beating him since he was a child, and even after he got married, his bad habits haven't changed.
"If you give my clothes back to me, I'll beat you so hard that you'll have to spend New Year's Eve lying on the kang!"
After Jiang Chunlin left, Jiang Chunming looked at the clothes on the kang, then put them on and looked at himself in the iron mirror with half of the lens broken, and couldn't help but frown.
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.
Shen Qinghe suggested that everyone have dinner together during the New Year, and He Xiuyun naturally had no objection!
After breakfast, I started to knead the dough and chop the stuffing. Shen Qinghe prepared three kinds of stuffing in total: leek and pork stuffing, cabbage and pork stuffing, and leek and egg stuffing.
Jiang Chunlin took a few kids to paste Spring Festival couplets and hang red lanterns. The kids were so happy that their mouths almost stretched behind their ears.
In the afternoon, He Xiuyun, Liu Hongmei and Chen Fenxia were making dumplings. Shen Qinghe wanted to help, but they wouldn't let her.
She sat aside drawing the design and occasionally listened to them gossiping about the village gossip.
Jiang Jianguo took the eldest, second and third sons to clean several houses inside and out.
There is a custom in Taoyuan Village during the Chinese New Year, that is, you cannot clean the house on the first day of the New Year, so you have to clean the house on New Year’s Eve, and do nothing on the first day of the New Year except cooking.
The New Year's Eve dinner was very sumptuous. Shen Qinghe personally made a dish of spicy fish fillet and boiled pork slices. He Xiuyun made the other dishes, and Liu Hongmei and Chen Fenxia assisted.
The New Year's Eve dinner was eaten in Shen Qinghe's house. There were too many people to fit at one table, so a small square table was moved over from the kitchen. The adults sat at the octagonal table, and the children sat around the small square table.
The family chatted while eating.
Shen Qinghe felt like something was missing.
Suddenly I remembered that the TV was missing.
She doesn't like watching TV and is usually too busy to think about it. She feels like something is missing in the year if the Spring Festival Gala is missing on New Year's Eve.
"Grandma, Dongming said his grandfather bought a TV before the New Year, so why don't we have one?"
The youngest, Jiang Yufeng, said with his cheeks puffed out.
He Xiuyun was stunned for a moment. Her family was poor before and had no money to buy a TV, so she really didn’t think about it later.
"How about buying it next year?" He Xiuyun looked at her grandson with a smile.
Jiang Yufeng's eyes lit up, and the other boys' eyes also lit up with joy.
"Qinghe."
At this moment, a clear female voice came from outside the door, and everyone looked towards the door.
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