Siheyuan: The final winner

Yan Jiedi lowered her head, rubbed the hem of her clothes with both hands, and whispered:

"I don't want Ping An's food, as long as you allow me to come and listen to the radio often in the future."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, I agree to this."

"As long as I'm at home in the future, you can always come and listen to the radio!"

When Yan Jiedi heard the words, she breathed a sigh of relief, her face was filled with joy, and her face was very cute.

Next, the two listened to the radio quietly for half an hour.

Jiang Ping'an looked at the time, it was eight or nine o'clock, so he persuaded Yan Jiedi to go back.

Before leaving, Yan Jiedi helped Jiang Ping'an to start the fire, and then went to his home to make a pot of heat, and washed Jiang Ping's face and feet.

Jiang Ping'an sighed in his heart: "This girl was quite cute when she was a child..."

Chapter 28 Qin Huairu's Bad Idea

late at night.

Jiang Ping'an suddenly woke up and heard the creaking of his door being gently opened.

"Peace?" Qin Huairu shouted softly and slowly closed the door.

"Come on? Wait a minute, I'll turn on the phone." Jiang Ping'an replied in a low voice.

Saying that, he touched the head of the bed.

After getting the flashlight and turning it on, cover your hands to prevent the light from being too strong and shining outside the house.

Qin Huairu gently touched the bedside and sniffed.

"It's cold, isn't it? Go into the bed and warm up." Jiang Ping'an said quickly.

Qin Huairu hummed softly, took off his padded jacket and trousers, and got into the quilt.

Jiang Ping'an turned off the flashlight, put it aside, then hugged Qin Huairu tightly to keep her warm.

"Come safe! I can't stay too long."

"If my mother-in-law finds out that I'm not here at night, I'll be scolded again." Qin Huairu said softly.

……

afterwards.

"Ping'an, where are the dumplings you prepared for me?" Qin Huairu asked suddenly after resting for a while.

Jiang Ping'an said: "It's warm on the stove, there are [-] of them, and it's a big bowl, enough for you to eat!"

Qin Huairu asked, "Can I take it home to eat?"

"You are stupid, how can you explain it to Jia Dongxu and your mother-in-law when you take it home?" Jiang Pingan said angrily.

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, then reacted, bit her lip and said:

"I'm confused. I always want to take something home with me."

"Just eat here, don't take it away if you can't finish it, I still want to eat!" Jiang Ping'an ordered.

Qin Huairu smiled, got up and said, "Then get up quickly and eat with me."

Jiang Ping'an nodded. In the middle of the night, he was really hungry, so he got up with Qin Huairu.

The temperature at night is particularly low, even if Jiang Ping'an burns the brazier, he can still feel cold.

The dumplings on the stove were warmed in a casserole, and the fire was about to go out. Fortunately, the dumplings were still hot.

Jiang Ping's room was divided into two parts by a partition.

The outside is the living room with kitchen, and the inside is the bedroom.

The two worked together.

Jiang Ping'an was in charge of serving the casserole, while Qin Huairu took the tableware and spoon from the cupboard, and poured a vinegar dish.

Then we came to the inner room together.

Unlike in the countryside, Jiang Ping'an has few decent pieces of furniture, and only a few pieces are outdated.

After coming to the inner room, Qin Huairu looked around blankly, not knowing where to put the bowl.

Jiang Ping'an smiled while holding the casserole and said to her:

"There are two high stools in the corner. You can bring them to put pots and bowls."

"Let's just sit on the small bench and eat, don't worry about it."

Qin Huairu nodded, walked over to put the high stool in place, and asked in a low voice:

"Ping An, tell me the truth, are you pretending to be poor in the yard?"

"Without pretending, I'm really poor!"

Jiang Ping'an smiled, put down the casserole, pulled over two small stools, and handed one over.

Qin Huairu took the small bench, and she didn't believe what Jiang Ping'an said. After sitting down, she pursed her lips and said:

"I don't believe that you not only built a new house in the country, but also bought such a complete set of furniture."

"What about this room? Not to mention the number of furniture, the few pieces are falling apart. Who are you showing it to?"

"Eat dumplings, let's chat while eating!" Jiang Ping'an ordered, and then explained:

"I didn't pretend to show it to anyone. Now I owe a whole butt of debt, and I'm almost worried to death!"

"Look at me building a house in my hometown, building furniture, and buying a watch."

"By the way, I bought another radio today, all of which cost money!"

"You think about it carefully, which of these are not big ones?"

"I've only been working for a few years? Where did I get so much money? So I have to borrow it everywhere!"

Qin Huairu pondered while eating dumplings, and after thinking about it, she found that this was the case, Jiang Ping'an might really have no money.

However, she admired Jiang Ping'an quite a bit, and did so many things without saying a word.

Among its peers, it is outstanding!

Although Jiang Ping'an has borrowed a lot of money everywhere, he may be able to borrow money!

"I bought a radio today and borrowed it from the uncle?" Qin Huairu asked with a smile.

Jiang Pingan nodded, and replied: "I borrowed 100 yuan, and I have to save a lot of money to pay it back."

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "You are doing something serious, and you bought something that will be useful for marriage in the future."

"Marriage, it depends on fate." Jiang Ping'an sighed:

"You see I have a lot of blind dates, but I haven't met Ruyi."

In fact, he wasn't in a hurry at all.

Even in later generations, there are many people who have blind date countless times, but can't meet the right one!

In this year's blind date, there are no less things to consider than future generations.

Appearance, height, personality, household registration, education level, family composition, etc., to name a few.

Qin Huairu said with a smile after eating dumplings:

"Actually, Jingru is not bad. She knows the roots and she is beautiful, but she is not old yet."

"Yeah, I think she's pretty good too, the key is to wait two years!" Jiang Ping'an nodded.

Qin Huairu glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"Then wait another two years, can't we kiss it and add it?"

"If you want a woman in the past two years, come to me and I will serve you!"

After she finished speaking, her face flushed with shame, and she lowered her head to eat dumplings, daring to look at Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an smiled and shook his head: "Your bad idea is really not very good."

"What's the matter? Do you think your sister Qin is a watery woman?" Qin Huairu rolled her eyes and asked.

"If it wasn't for my bad luck returning to my parents' house that day, my foot was injured and I was in a low mood, how could I let you take advantage of it?"

"I think I'm still a little pretty, and I promise to do whatever you want in the past two years, and you'll have fun!"

"Also, my trousers belt is tighter than you think, which is to let you succeed, so I am not defensive against you."

"Are you trying someone else? I'll keep him playing around, and it won't take much advantage!"

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you, eat dumplings quickly, or it will be cold."

After that, the two of them didn't speak, and only ate dumplings.

Twenty dumplings, Qin Huairu ate thirteen, Jiang Ping'an only ate seven.

Originally, the two were divided equally, but Jiang Ping'an was worried that Qin Huairu would not have enough to eat, so he pulled three out of his bowl.

After eating, Qin Huairu let out a long sigh and sighed:

"I'm really full. If you don't believe me, I haven't had a full meal since I married Jia's family."

Jiang Ping'an said: "You can be content. No matter how bad the Jia family's life is, it will definitely be better than the countryside."

"You also went to the country a few days ago, and you know what it's like now..."

Chapter 29 Analysis of Jiang Ping'an

In the morning, the sky is bright.

Jiang Ping'an was in a daze when he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

He woke up with a start, got up on the ground, pulled his padded jacket over it, turned on the light, and walked out.

"Who, this early in the morning!" Jiang Ping'an muttered.

When I opened the door, I saw Lou Xiao'e standing outside, rubbing her hands and stomping her feet, and said in a low voice:

"Peace, the cigarettes have been delivered, go to my house and move away!"

Jiang Ping'an was refreshed and did not say much, and hurriedly went to the backyard with Lou Xiaoe.

After entering the room, Lou Xiaoe pointed to the five boxes in the corner and whispered:

"My dad just had it delivered. Let's move out while everyone in the yard doesn't get up."

"Isn't it one box? Why are there five boxes?" Jiang Ping'an wondered.

Lou Xiao'e whispered: "There are four boxes of cigarettes, two boxes of Huazi, two boxes of Daqianmen, and one box of Maotai."

"I used my private money to ask my dad to help me buy Huazi. He didn't ask for the money. He gave me all these things."

"Your dad really loves you, why didn't he ask you to buy so many cigarettes?" Jiang Ping'an praised and asked curiously.

"Why didn't you ask?" Lou Xiao'e smiled and said, "I told him I bought it as a gift, and he didn't ask any further."

"My dad knows that I'm a measured person, and now that I'm married, the communication that I should have is essential."

"Send me some tobacco and alcohol or something. It's not a big deal. Don't worry about it."

Jiang Ping'an nodded, stepped forward, patted the box, and asked:

"The box is so big, it should contain a lot of cigarettes, right?"

Lou Xiao'e whispered back: "I asked, 50 pieces per box, enough for a long time."

Jiang Pingan exclaimed, "So many?"

"If one person smokes, one pack a day, four boxes of cigarettes are enough to smoke for five or six years!"

Four boxes of cigarettes were packed in large cardboard boxes, and only the wine box was packed in wooden boxes.

Lou Xiao'e said: "This wooden box contains thirty bottles of Maotai in clay pottery bottles produced in 53."

"For export sales, according to my dad, it has a certain collection value, and it is also more respectable to give gifts."

Jiang Ping'an admired: "There are so many tobacco and alcohol, only Uncle Lou has this way to buy it."