After returning to Qinghong's residence, Cao Zhiqiang casually greeted Qinghong, and then sat on the sofa a little tired.
Seeing Cao Zhiqiang's appearance, Qing Hong, who was watching TV, immediately turned off the TV, came over and asked, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"
Cao Zhiqiang pinched his temples: "A little bit."
Well, the tiredness Cao Zhiqiang talks about is not physical tiredness, but mental tiredness.
After all, I was going to meet the big boss, so I must have been highly focused. I didn't think anything was wrong at the time, but when I came back, I immediately felt a little tired.
Qinghong didn't know how to comfort her, so she just said: "Then, I'll get you some hot water and you can soak your feet. Soaking your feet will relieve your fatigue."
"Okay." Cao Zhiqiang nodded.
But soon, Cao Zhiqiang blinked and said with a wicked smile: "But, I want you to soak your feet with me."
Qinghong bit her lip, rolled her eyes at Cao Zhiqiang, and then went to prepare foot-washing water in silence.
Looking at Qing Hong's busy look, Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly.
I have to say that to this day, Cao Zhiqiang feels that it was the right decision to turn Qing Hong over.
Qinghong usually doesn't talk much, and won't ask questions in your ear all day long. She is also good at serving others, at least when it comes to serving herself, she is very discerning.
In addition, Qinghong is also very capable in doing housework.
She is a master at all housekeeping tasks, such as cleaning the house, buying food, cooking and washing clothes, and is even proficient in using a sewing machine to sew and make clothes.
The only bad thing is that her cooking skills are too poor, and the food she cooks is not to Cao Zhiqiang's taste.
However, Qinghong has a strong learning ability, at least she is very good at cooking.
While living with Qinghong, Cao Zhiqiang, in order to satisfy his thirst for words and not want to cook all day, wrote down several recipes of his favorite home-cooked dishes and bought all the equipment. , and even gave Qinghong a demonstration in person.
Although Qinghong doesn't have Cao Zhiqiang's spoon-bending ability or knife skills, Qinghong is patient and willing to learn attentively, so she only needs to follow the recipe written by Cao Zhiqiang exactly, follow the instructions of the gourd, and make it a few times, and she can always make it. The big difference is the same.
At the very least, Qinghong's food tastes good. By the standards of home-cooked food, Qinghong's cooking is already pretty good.
Especially some baked pastries, such as baked buns, baked bread, baked cakes, and some cookies and snacks, Qinghong is getting better and better.
Although many baking additives are not available here at this time, the relatively original method actually tastes good.
For example, she followed the recipe given by Cao Zhiqiang, using yeast, milk, eggs and honey to make toast and cakes, which tasted pretty good.
In addition, she also learned how to fry fried dough sticks, fried fried dough cakes and fried fried rings, and also made her own soy milk.
Therefore, Cao Zhiqiang's subsequent breakfast, lunch and dinner were basically all arranged by Qinghong.
She's pretty, doesn't talk much, can do housework and is considerate. What more could you ask for from a woman like this?
This is a typical good wife and mother!
"The water is coming."
While Cao Zhiqiang was thinking wildly, Qinghong had already brought a basin of hot water over.
"Take off your shoes and socks." Qinghong said, "This is the pepper water I boiled. Using this foot soak not only relieves fatigue, but also kills bacteria and relieves itching. The effect is particularly good."
"Okay." Cao Zhiqiang was about to bend down and take off his shoes, but suddenly he rolled his eyes and lay back on the sofa, "Oh, my waist is a little sore, please help me take them off."
Qing Hong shook her head and didn't say much. She put down the hot water first, then squatted down and took off Cao Zhiqiang's shoes and socks.
Seeing Qing Hong's appearance, for some reason, Cao Zhiqiang suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.
Alas, how long has it been since no one washed their feet and took off their shoes and socks?
Sure enough, a grown man still has to have a woman behind him.
A man who has a woman to serve him is really not an ordinary happiness.
At this moment, Cao Zhiqiang suddenly had an idea.
That is, he now wants to marry Qinghong as his wife.
Sincere!
"Qinghong!" Cao Zhiqiang suddenly said.
"Huh?" Qinghong, who had already taken off Cao Zhiqiang's shoes and was taking off Cao Zhiqiang's socks, raised her head, "What's the matter?"
"Qinghong, let's get married." Cao Zhiqiang said.
"Ah?" Qinghong was stunned for a moment, "This, this..."
"What, you don't want to?"
"No." Qinghong suddenly felt at a loss, "That's right, it's just too sudden, and, and..."
"And what?" Cao Zhiqiang asked.
Qinghong frowned slightly and said: "Besides, my household registration book is not here. How can we get married without the household registration book?"
"Haha, you said this, it's simple." Cao Zhiqiang shook his head.
"It's okay. When you have time later, I will go back with you again and have a good talk with your parents.
As long as I'm sincere and give generous gifts, I don't believe your parents won't agree!
Even if your dad doesn’t agree, your mom definitely agrees!
After all, such a good son-in-law like me is hard to find even with a lantern.
As long as your parents have any brains, they won't be able to object to our affairs. "
Qinghong rolled her eyes at Cao Zhiqiang: "Broadcasting again!"
"Hmph!" Cao Zhiqiang raised his neck with an expression that said, "I am so awesome. This is what I call self-confidence. Do you understand self-confidence?"
Think to yourself, is there any man you know who is better than me? "
"Yes, yes, you'd better do it, right?" Qinghong smiled angrily, "But Zhiqiang, even so, it seems we can't get married now."
"Why can't we get married?" Cao Zhiqiang asked, "Apart from your parents, what other problems are there? Who can object?"
Qinghong shook her head and said: "No, I heard that there is a new marriage law. If a man and a woman want to get married, the man must be over twenty-two years old and the woman must be over twenty years old. We, we are all only nineteen years old. She is still young, so she is not old enough to get married and cannot get a marriage license."
"Huh? That's right!" Cao Zhiqiang patted his head and said, "I forgot there was such a thing."
But soon, Cao Zhiqiang looked at Qinghong strangely: "Weird, do you still know about the new marriage law?"
Qinghong shook her head and said: "I didn't know about it originally, but Xiaozhen was my best friend before. She, she told me about this in private, so I remembered it."
"Oh, that's right." Cao Zhiqiang nodded, understanding.
Indeed, Qinghong has a good bestie named Xiaozhen, who eloped with a married man before. If this is the case, then she will definitely inquire about the marriage and then quietly tell Qinghong, which is normal.
"Stop talking about that." Qinghong said at this time, "Let's soak your feet quickly, it won't be good when the water gets cold."
Cao Zhiqiang nodded and slowly put his feet into the hot water.
Not to mention, it feels very comfortable to soak your feet in hot water.
"Hiss... cool!" Cao Zhiqiang said excitedly in an instant.
Qinghong smoothed the ends of her hair, stood up and said with a smile, "If you feel comfortable, just soak for a while. I'll make you a longan and lotus seed soup. It can nourish the blood, calm the mind, and recover from fatigue."
"Wait a minute." Cao Zhiqiang suddenly took Qing Hong's hand, "Don't rush to make some soup. Come here first and soak your feet with me."
Qinghong bit her lip: "But, but..."
"But what, you're not happy?" Cao Zhiqiang laughed.
Qinghong lowered her head: "But I haven't washed my feet yet. My, my feet are not clean either."
"That's okay." Cao Zhiqiang said with a smile, "Just right, let's wash and soak our feet together, which saves worry, effort and water."
Qinghong raised her head again and rolled her eyes at Cao Zhiqiang: "Excuse, I think you want to do something bad to me!"
"Then do you agree or not?" Cao Zhiqiang winked at Qinghong.
"Alas." Qinghong couldn't help but smile at first, and then sighed with a pretense of sadness, "So what if I don't agree? Who allowed me? Who allowed me to be a weak woman and fall into the trap of a big bad guy like you? It’s been caught in the devil’s claws.”
"In that case, let's do it!" Cao Zhiqiang smiled and pulled Qinghong into his arms with force.
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