Siheyuan: The final winner

"But you have to be gentle. If you wake Xiaodang, you are responsible for coaxing him."

"Hehe, that won't work, I'll only coax her mother, but not her..." Jiang Ping'an laughed wickedly.

Qin Huairu pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Why didn't you find out that you were so bad before?"

"Before? We didn't say a few words before, did we?" Jiang Ping'an asked back.

Qin Huairu thought for a while, then nodded and said:

"Yeah, I didn't dare to tell you if you didn't talk to me before, for fear that my mother-in-law would scold me."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "I want to talk to you, but I'm afraid that I won't eat the meat and I'll make a mess."

"So you're not too brave!" Qin Huairu said with contempt.

Jiang Ping'an smiled and nodded: "I'm really not brave..."

"It's not big, you still..." Qin Huairu stopped halfway through her words.

Even if he didn't want it that day, Jiang Ping'an dared to force himself, and he was sure that he still had to worry about his reputation.

After all, she not only delivered the meat to her door, but also delivered it to Jiang Ping'an's mouth...

Chapter 62 Purchasing Materials

The next day.

Early in the morning, Jiang Ping'an was awakened by Xiaodang's cry.

Qin Huairu dragged her tired body, quickly put on her clothes, changed Xiaodang's diaper, and fed her.

Jiang Ping'an couldn't sleep, so he also got up.

"Two thermos bottles are not enough." Qin Huairu said while feeding Xiaodang.

Jiang Ping'an, who was washing his face, rolled her eyes at her and said, "Come on, there are already a lot of two!"

"There seems to be only one of your Jia family, right? I haven't seen you complaining in front of Jia Zhang's and Jia Dongxu!"

This year, everything has to be voted, and the thermos is no exception.

Jiang Ping'an had three thermos bottles. He was afraid of attracting jealousy, and he needed to use them, so he took two to the countryside.

Qin Huairu said pitifully, "I only mentioned one thing to you, and I didn't complain."

"It's best not to complain. I find that you are getting more and more presumptuous now, and you are always acting weird with me."

After Jiang Ping'an washed his face, he stepped forward and hugged Xiaodang away, ate a few mouthfuls of dry food, and looked satisfied.

"Grab again, how old are you, and still so childish!"

Qin Huairu patted him lightly and said with a smile.

Although she has a lot of heart, she loves Jiang Ping'an to be so close to her, and she feels at ease.

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "There are leftovers from the steamed buns yesterday. You should eat more to make up this morning."

"It's to make up." Qin Huairu nodded and smiled.

Why did she beg Bailai to follow Jiang Ping'an?

Isn't it just for stuttering?

Of course she wouldn't be polite.

Just joking, Xiaodang ran out of food and was stunned for a while, then suddenly pursed his lips and cried, very sad.

Qin Huairu was helpless, so she took over Xiao Dang from Jiang Ping'an and continued to feed her.

"Looking at what you've done, I made Xiao Dang cry!" Qin Huairu glared at him and said angrily.

Speaking of which, although this Xiaodang was a white-eyed wolf in the future, she didn't cry too much when she was a child.

As long as she is fed and clothed, and the diaper is dry, she eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats, and rarely makes noise.

Otherwise, Jiang Ping'an would have been annoyed to death long ago.

Qin Huairu was very busy in the morning. After feeding Xiao Dang, she hurriedly made a fire to cook.

Qin Huairu was very happy to eat white flour steamed buns and rice porridge in the morning.

She had never eaten so well at Jia's house, but in the countryside she could not only eat enough, but also eat well.

"Grab some kimchi out, it's the most delicious meal!" Jiang Ping'an reminded him holding Xiao Dang.

Qin Huairu said with a smile, "You are really willing to spend your money. How much salt do you need to make such a big jar of pickles!"

"Haha, it took a long time to save enough." Jiang Ping'an laughed.

Qin Huairu nodded and asked with a smile, "You're making pickles according to the way in Shu, right?"

"Yeah, have you eaten these days?" Jiang Ping'an nodded.

Shudi Kimchi, also known as pickled sauerkraut, is a traditional specialty dish belonging to Sichuan cuisine.

The raw materials are radish, cabbage, cabbage stems, cucumbers, beans and so on.

Simple to make, easy to store, and convenient to eat.

It can be produced all year round, but the climate and environment during production are very particular.

It is a side dish that is always prepared at home, and it is also a well-known side dish in Shu.

Its taste is salty and sour, the taste is crisp and raw, the color is bright, the fragrance is tangy, appetizing and refreshing, sobering up and getting rid of greasy, suitable for all ages.

Red sea peppers, green cowpeas, white powdered radishes, green and yellow lotus white, yellow ginger...

Take out a piece and chew it carefully, sour, spicy, sweet and salty.

Several distinct textures are mixed in the mouth, and this is the taste of kimchi.

Qin Huairu nodded and said with a smile, "The day I first came, Jingru grabbed a few pickled radishes and cut them into pieces. I tasted them, and they were really appetizing."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "If you like to eat it, just grab it yourself."

"But be careful, no matter whether you use chopsticks or grab it with your hands, you can't touch it with oil or raw water, or a jar of kimchi will go bad quickly."

"No wonder Jingru didn't let me arrest him, because he was afraid I would break it!" Qin Huairu thought thoughtfully.

Soon, the steamed buns were steamed, and the porridge was cooked.

It happened that Xiaodang fell asleep again. After Qin Huairu put the tableware and chopsticks in place, she took Xiaodang and put her in the room.

When she came back, Jiang Ping'an had already eaten.

Qin Huairu sat down, took a steamed bun, and asked, "Are you going out today?"

"Well, I'm going out." Jiang Ping'an nodded.

"If you have dates or not, you always have to hit three shots. This is my job."

"Are you coming back tonight?" Qin Huairu asked again.

Although she was tormented by Jiang Ping'an, she also knew the taste.

In addition, although Jiang Ping'an is domineering, he is also quite interesting, so she can't wait to do it every day.

If they waited back to the courtyard, even if the two of them could still sneak around, they couldn't let go after all.

Jiang Ping'an replied casually, "I'll try my best to come back!"

After breakfast, Qin Huairu thoughtfully wrapped a scarf for Jiang Ping'an, and warned him in many ways, as gentle as a wife.

Aside from the attributes of the white lotus, this woman is very good at makeup.

As an ordinary person, Qin Huairu has long been moved.

"If you are idle at home, you are also idle. Boil a few pots of water and wash well. I love cleanliness." Jiang Ping'an urged.

"When I come back in the evening, I have to wash too. Remember to prepare hot water."

When the two of them worked hard, they sweated a lot.

At most, I only use hot water to wipe it after finishing, but it is not as comfortable as taking a bath.

Qin Huairu rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, "You are all right, okay, can I wash it?"

After Jiang Ping'an left home, he rode his bicycle around the production teams.

I was lucky today, and it took only half a day to collect dozens of kilograms of dry goods.

Such as dried fungus, day lily, mushrooms, white fungus, dried bamboo shoots, dried radish, dried beans, dried potato pieces, etc., all of which are collected.

Two roosters and dozens of eggs were also received.

In fact, Jiang Ping'an can completely make these things with space, but he still chooses to acquire them.

The reason is very simple, farmers need to use these things in exchange for cloth tickets, match tickets and other required tickets.

If he does not come, many people's lives will be extremely inconvenient.

Furthermore.

Over the years, Jiang Ping'an's work has been smooth sailing almost relying on the strong support of the villagers.

Now, although he has space and supplies pile up into mountains, he can't do the thing of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

Strange to say, the poorer people are, the more they like to hold things.

They all want to keep the valuable things at home and use them to save lives at critical moments.

Just like the last few times Jiang Ping'an went to the countryside, it took several days to get a small bag of things.

Maybe now because the relief food is down, people no longer worry about starvation.

So I wanted to live my life a little bit, so I was willing to sell things for money tickets.

On the way home, Jiang Ping'an made some statistics.

It was found that the most people changed cloth tickets, followed by tobacco and alcohol tickets.

The least number of meat tickets is exchanged, and no one has exchanged one.

If you think about it, you can't get enough food these days, and no one can't figure out how to eat meat.

Besides, even if there is a ticket, you can't buy meat.

Because in the second half of this year, there is no fresh meat supply in Beijing.

If you want to satisfy your cravings, you can queue up to buy canned food, and you can only buy it by luck.

In the entire Red Star Commune, almost all of Jiang Ping'an's production teams have traveled all over the place to receive this.

From this, it can also be seen how scarce materials are now.

Chapter 63 Playing Smart with a Stick and a Stem

Jiang Ping'an returned home happily.

Unload everything and put it in the main room.

Qin Huairu also came to help. Seeing him happy, she said curiously:

"Even though I received a lot of things today, I don't need to be so happy, right?"

"Why can't you be happy?" Jiang Ping'an replied with a smile.

"I will send these things back to the factory, and the leaders must not praise me?"

Qin Huairu sighed: "No wonder I often hear people say that you get along well with the leaders."

"Doing things with your heart like you and solving problems for the leaders, can the leaders ignore you?"

After a pause, she leaned forward and whispered, "I washed several times in the afternoon..."

Jiang Ping'an's expression froze, and he said solemnly, "Quickly prepare hot water for me."

"When I take a shower, I want to taste your taste carefully!"

"Pfft!" Qin Huairu laughed out loud when she saw his serious look.

Gently hit him on the arm, and smiled charmingly:

"Don't make a fool of yourself, no matter how anxious you are, you have to eat dinner."