Siheyuan: The final winner

Jiang Ping'an didn't think he was a very smart person, and he didn't have a proper way to make people not notice him.

What's more, in his past and present lives, he was always easygoing.

I thought in my heart that I was content to live a life of being a small rich and peaceful, and I didn't have the dream of becoming the richest man.

Therefore, Jiang Ping'an felt that it was better to live a steady life.

Then again, in this day and age, Jiang Pingan received such a high salary at such a young age.

It has surpassed the vast majority of people, and there is nothing that cannot be satisfied.

Furthermore, in the future he will marry a wife, even if she is from the countryside.

Jiang Ping'an was also confident in finding a formal job for his wife in the city.

In this way, his family will become a dual-earner family in the future, and life will be even more prosperous at that time.

And moving forward steadily like this, there is no risk.

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Chapter 5 Dig saplings in the mountains, meet Qin Huairu on the road

When you are busy, time always flies by quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was past one o'clock in the afternoon.

If it weren't for the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Jiang Ping'an is still immersed in the fun of looking for various trees.

It used to be worthy of being Huangzhuang, and there were many kinds of them.

In just a few hours, in addition to finding more than a dozen fruit trees, he also found some trees suitable for furniture.

Such as walnut, ash, elm, birch, oak, catalpa, ash, cork and so on.

Although they are just small saplings, it is more convenient to use space to collect them.

In the real world, it takes dozens or hundreds of years to use it.

But Jiang Ping'an had room to speed up, so he wasn't afraid that he wouldn't need it.

It snowed in the sky, Jiang Ping'an glanced at the time, then turned around and headed home.

"If it doesn't snow tomorrow, we can go hunting in the mountains earlier." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

"See if we can raise some hares and pheasants."

He hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and even in the city in recent years, there was a severe shortage of supplies.

Even if you have meat tickets in hand, you have to queue up early to buy them.

Even if you have to wait the night before, otherwise you won't be able to buy it.

Although he wanted to eat meat, Jiang Ping'an was reluctant to wait so hard to line up.

Plus he loves white noodles.

Therefore, the meat tickets and cloth tickets are exchanged with others every month.

You have to pay a high price to buy some, otherwise there won't be enough to eat.

But it will be fine in the future, as I have the space to eat, so I don’t have to worry about it.

"You can't blatantly eat meat every day, you have to secretly, so as not to make people jealous." Jiang Ping'an thought.

"You can't take it to the yard to do it."

"It has to be prepared in the country first, put it in the space backpack, and then secretly take some out when you want to eat."

For one bite, Jiang Ping'an was heartbroken.

Everyone is short of food these days.

When a person is extremely hungry, he can do anything, so Jiang Ping'an cannot help but be careless.

"It seems that after the food in the space is harvested, there is still a lot to do!"

After he had the food, the chickens he threw into the space had something to eat, so it was time to breed.

Even if he hunts nothing tomorrow, at least he will have chicken and eggs in the future.

In the future, there will be no shortage of oil and water. In addition to saving seeds, planted peanuts and soybeans can also be squeezed into vegetable oil for consumption.

"I also need to make more staple foods. You can make some noodles, steamed buns, flower rolls, fried dough sticks, mochi, sesame seeds, dumplings, steamed buns, Liangpi, wontons, twists, etc., and put them in the space."

The space backpack is in a vacuum state, no matter how long it is stored, there is no need to worry about deterioration.

It's very convenient to take it in and take it out.

As Jiang Ping'an walked down the mountain, thinking of various delicacies, his mouth was drooling.

Just after descending the mountain, suddenly there was a muffled sound of "bang", and then someone called out "ouch".

"Someone fell?" Jiang Ping'an moved in his heart and went away.

After walking a few steps and turning over a corner, Jiang Ping'an saw a woman lying on his side in a mud ditch not far away.

Judging from the figure, the woman should not be too old.

She was carrying a pannier, with long braids and a scarf around her neck.

Wearing a thick padded jacket and trousers, he looked extra bloated.

She was not screaming now.

He just lay on his side in the ditch motionless, hissing and gasping for air, it seemed that the fall was not light.

Jiang Ping'an took a few steps, stepped forward to look, and found that he was an acquaintance.

"Ouch! Isn't this Sister Qin? Are you all right?" Jiang Ping'an bent down and greeted loudly.

This person is Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru's cousin.

The reason why they both have the surname Qin is that they are called cousins, not cousins.

It's because their respective fathers are only cousins ​​across the room, and the relationship is a little distant.

But their mothers are sisters, and their relationship is closer.

So I have been called by my mother's relationship since I was a child, so I was called cousin cousin.

In the city, Qin Huairu's husband's family lived in a large compound with Jiang Ping'an.

The courtyard they live in is a big courtyard. It is said that it used to be a marquis's mansion, and the area is quite large.

Qin Huai's mother-in-law lives in the middle courtyard, and Jiang Ping'an lives in the front courtyard.

The two of them are fellow villagers, but they don't have much interaction. They are nodding acquaintances, and they rarely talk.

Before Qin Huairu got married, Jiang Ping'an was studying.

After Qin Huairu got married, her mother-in-law was watching her.

He didn't dare to talk too much to other men in the courtyard.

Even if the two of them knew that the other was a fellow, they just smiled and nodded after meeting, even if it was a greeting.

Qin Huairu heard Jiang Ping'an's voice.

Thinking of his embarrassment being seen by him, he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get down.

But at this moment, there was a piercing pain in the ankle.

In addition, she was stuck in the ditch and couldn't move, so she had to ask Jiang Ping'an for help.

So she suppressed her embarrassment, blushed, and said:

"Ping'an came just in time. I sprained my ankle and can't move. Can you help me up?"

"Okay, I'll help you up!"

Jiang Pingan nodded, quickly put the hatchet and hoe aside, and stepped forward to help Qin Huairu up.

"Hiss... Ouch!"

As soon as Qin Huairu was helped up, when her feet were exerted, she gasped in pain.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ping'an frowned, wondering.

Qin Huairu's charming face was flushed red, she grinned and replied in a low voice, "My feet are swollen, I can't use any strength!"

"Then what should I do? Should I go to the commune to invite a doctor? Or should I carry you back to Qin's Village first?" Jiang Ping'an asked.

At the same time, he secretly looked at Qin Huairu a few times.

This Qin Huairu is indeed a courtyard flower in a courtyard house, with a charming appearance and a full figure.

At the age of 25 and six, it is the time when a woman shines in style.

In addition, she is charming and charming, and her every move, every frown and smile exudes a charming and moving charm, which is really charming.

Especially her seductive eyes, which are frowning at the moment, with tears in their eyes, which makes people feel pity.

Qin Huairu heard Jiang Ping'an's question and thought about it, and felt that it would cost money to go to the commune to find a doctor, and it would take more time.

If she were to go back to Qinjia Village, she would be in a state of embarrassment at the moment, and she was afraid that she would be thrown home as a shame.

Speaking of which, she still went back to her parents' home once after her son was a month old, and it has been six or seven years now.

It is impossible for her family to have no complaints after not coming back for so many years.

In addition, she returned to her natal family this time because the family did not have enough food.

I plan to come over to see if I can carry some sweet potatoes and potatoes back.

It would be even better if there are stick noodles or two-sided noodles.

If I let my parents and uncles see what I am now.

It is estimated that if the food is not available, there will be a good meal of ridicule.

They all have shallow eyelids, and Qin Huairu knows it too well.

When she came back to her senses, she secretly glanced at Jiang Ping'an who was holding her, and discussed:

"Ping An, how about you take me to your house to rest for a while?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm here to visit my mother this time."

"If my natal family sees me in such a mess, my sister will lose all face."

"When I go to your house, rest for a while."

"When the pain in my feet is gone, I'll wash off the mud on my body, and it won't be too late to go back to my mother's house cleanly."

Jiang Ping'an probably knew what she was thinking when he saw that her eyes were rolling.

Carrying a basket back to my parents' house, at this age, I can't do anything other than eat.

Her husband, Jia Dongxu, has an urban hukou in her family, and the monthly food quota is only about [-] kilograms.

A family of five, three adults and two children, where can there be enough food?

However, Jiang Ping'an didn't expose him either, nodded with a smile, and carried her on his back.

Then he took his hatchet and hoe, chatted and laughed with Qin Huairu and went home.

Chapter 6 Qin Huairu's Surprising Discovery

On the winding field road, Jiang Ping'an walked slowly with Qin Huairu on his back.

The snow underfoot creaked, leaving a long trail of footprints.

"Sister, what does your body smell like? It smells so good." Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.

Qin Huairu blushed, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "You are safe, you look honest and kind, but I didn't expect you to be so eloquent."

"Why am I being so slick? Sister, do you really have the scent of milk on your body!" Jiang Ping'an shouted injustice.

Qin Huairu was on his back, put his arms around his neck, spat lightly, and said angrily:

"I don't believe you don't know that Xiao Dang hasn't been weaned yet, you're asking knowingly, and you're saying you're not glib?"