The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Master Sun emphasized: "If you want to learn, we will teach you for President Jiang's sake, but we will not be responsible if anything happens to you here."

Huang Yanqiu gritted her teeth and said, "My pregnancy is very safe. I can do menial work in the countryside without any problems, so I don't believe that learning to drive can do anything to me!"

Finally, he added, "Unless the teachers here don't want to teach me properly."

"You don't need to worry about that. Our instructors are all retired veterans, and their skills are top-notch. As long as you're not afraid of hardship or fatigue, we guarantee we'll teach you!" Master Sun said with a smile.

I'm afraid they won't be able to make it through the first day!
Huang Yanqiu walked out of the driving school, unconvinced. "I really don't know what he has to be so arrogant about. So what if he can drive!"

Gao Qinghe folded up the bicycle stand, gesturing for her to get on the bike.

Huang Yanqiu got into the car, and before leaving, she glared at Master Sun, hoping they really had the ability to teach her.

The next second—

"Qinghe, if I can't learn it, will I get a refund?"

Although Gao Qinghe didn't say how much the tuition cost, she heard from others that it was at least three thousand yuan, with no upper limit.

Moreover, the outcome is completely different depending on whether you encounter a good master or a bad master.

A good master will guide you through your apprenticeship.

A bad teacher won't teach you anything unless you give him gifts, cigarettes, or alcohol as a sign of respect.

The drivers at the bus station all shook their heads when they talked about taking their driving tests back then, as if it was an impossible task.

However, there are many benefits to getting a driver's license.

These days, being a driver is one of the most enviable professions, especially long-distance truck drivers who haul goods. They earn several thousand yuan a month and can even keep a mistress in the city.

Gao Qinghe dislikes nothing more than her own people boosting the morale of others while diminishing their own.

"Snort," he scoffed. "You're really scared by him? We all have two hands and two legs. If he can learn it, why are you afraid you can't? Are you an idiot?"

Huang Yanqiu: "You're the pig!"

Suddenly, her confidence soared. She refused to believe she couldn't get a car!

"Why don't you get off and ride a bicycle to get a feel for it?" Gao Qinghe asked with a smile, stopping on a whim.

Huang Yanqiu frowned. "Don't think I don't know you're tired of taking care of me and want to find someone else."

Gao Qinghe gently patted her belly, "Never mind, who told me to be your lucky star?"

He continued pedaling, laboriously, until he got Huang Yanqiu home.

"Come in and sit for a while, I'll get you a bowl of cool water," Huang Yanqiu hurriedly invited, afraid that she would leave immediately.

The driving school spent two hours running back and forth, and it's not even 3 p.m. now.

Anyway, it only takes half an hour to ride back to Zhao Village, so sitting for a while won't take up much time. Gao Qinghe nodded and pushed the bike inside the door.

This is important property. There are few people living around Huang Yanqiu's neighborhood, so there are quite a few petty thieves.

Even if you leave your bicycle by the door, they can still steal it.

Gao Qinghe asked with concern, "How are you doing here?"

She hasn't visited yet since Huang Yanqiu moved here.

Huang Yanqiu nodded: "It's much better than in the village. I like it here."

Gao Qinghe placed the bicycle by the door, took off the straw hat that was used to shield her from the sun, and fanned herself while looking around the room.

The house has a total area of ​​only 70 square meters. It is a rectangular house with a living room at the entrance, a bedroom further in, and a kitchen at the back.

The second floor is accessed via a wooden staircase from the living room. The ceiling height is only about 2.2 meters, and the lighting is not very good.

However, Huang Yanqiu had tidied up all three rooms on the second floor. One room was used to store miscellaneous items, and the other two were temporarily empty, with only a bed placed in them.

I went downstairs and headed towards the kitchen.

Huang Yanqiu was waking Zheng Xiaopeng from his afternoon nap and asking him to make something for Gao Qinghe to drink.

Ignoring the young couple's bickering, Gao Qinghe walked out through the back door left in the kitchen.

Pushing open the door, you see a one-meter-wide ditch. It used to be a stream or irrigation canal, because behind the ditch are several acres of wasteland.

The scenery from the back gate is quite nice; you can see the highway leading out of the city to Zhao Village at a glance.

In the past, houses didn't have toilets. The homeowner's original toilet was on the edge of the field behind the house, and it's long since unusable.

Huang Yanqiu rebuilt it herself.

Dig a pit in the ground and bury an old earthenware jar. Cover it with a few wooden planks and cover the sides and top with plastic sheeting.

Gao Qinghe suddenly felt an urge to urinate.

"Yanqiu!" she shouted.

Huang Yanqiu nervously peeked out from the back door, "What's wrong? Is there a snake?"

Gao Qinghe: "I need to use the restroom."

Huang Yanqiu was lucky she didn't roll her eyes at her.

But I still took her to the toilet and waited outside.

The wind blew the plastic sheet, and a corner of it flew up.

Gao Qinghe thought to herself, "In winter, it must be wind blowing on my bottom and making it cold."

When the two returned from the restroom, Zheng Xiaopeng had already prepared drinks and placed them on the small table in the living room. He then consciously retreated to his room, leaving the two of them alone.

Huang Yanqiu snorted. Don't think she doesn't know he wants to go back to sleep.

"You guys made jelly!"

Gao Qinghe picked up the white porcelain bowl on the table with delight. Inside was a transparent jelly, sprinkled with brown sugar water and vinegar, which looked crystal clear.

This is white jelly made by hand-rubbing white seeds; it turns transparent when finished.

Another type is green. When Huang Yanqiu was a child, she liked to pick leaves from the mountain, crush them into juice, add a little wood ash water, and it would solidify into jelly.

However, the green one always feels grainy, unlike this hand-rubbed white jelly which is smooth and refreshing.

Of course, white jelly also has a better appearance.

Just smelling the sweet and sour aroma made Gao Qinghe incredibly excited.

I quickly scooped up a big spoonful and put it in my mouth.

The jelly-like texture is smoother than regular jelly. With the addition of brown sugar and a little vinegar, it is very thirst-quenching and appetizing.

"I saw someone picking a lot of jelly seeds to sell at the market a couple of days ago, so I bought some to make jelly."

Huang Yanqiu picked up her bowl. Having eaten so much of it, she no longer found it novel and casually drank some brown sugar water.

She said, "It tastes even better chilled, but unfortunately I don't have a refrigerator at home. I still have half a bucket left; I just made it last night. Do you want to take it home? You have a refrigerator at home, right?"

Gao Qinghe nodded, "Yes, there is a small refrigerator, but it's an upright refrigerator, and the refrigeration compartment is too small to fit everything. I'll just eat a bowl of food here."

"By the way, I haven't touched that refrigerator yet. Jiang Baohai said it's full of old meat that my mother-in-law froze. If she dares to take it out and cook it for me, I'll throw all that meat out of the refrigerator away."

Huang Yanqiu looked at her admiringly: "You're really something, producing so much food. Now I can eat meat every meal. If you're going to throw it away, just throw it at my house."

Gao Qinghe, who is usually generous, waved her hand and said, "You're pregnant, so you shouldn't eat leftovers. I also don't recommend eating this kind of meat; it's not good for your health."

Besides, she was just saying it casually. If her grandmother found out that she was really wasting money, she would scold her thoroughly even if she didn't want to hit her.

"I plan to cook it and feed it to the dog."

Huang Yanqiu knew that she kept a pack of stray dogs in the city, and she didn't necessarily need them if it wasn't a waste.

When Gao Qinghe said that eating leftovers and frozen meat was bad for your health, Huang Yanqiu immediately took it to heart.

He then told Zheng Xiaopeng not to buy frozen meat because it was cheap.

Only a healthy mother can give birth to a strong child, and she hopes her baby will be alright. (End of Chapter)