Siheyuan: The final winner

"Then I wish you good luck, become the canteen director early, and then be beaten to death by silly Zhu!" Jiang Ping'an said disdainfully.

Xu Damao hummed a few times, and after peeling a few peanuts, opened his mouth, hesitated, and held back.

Jiang Ping'an naturally saw his small movements, but he pretended not to see him, and whispered to Lou Xiaoe with his head turned sideways.

Xu Damao's face was cloudy and sunny for a while, and then he bit the bullet and said:

"Jiang Ping'an, you have a good relationship with the leader, can you give me a few good words?"

Jiang Ping'an laughed, pointed at Xu Damao, and said angrily:

"Xu Damao, your head is on iron, right?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Damao was stunned and asked with a frown.

Jiang Pingan said, "How old are you?"

"There is culture but not high, and no qualifications, and no major credit."

"Do you know what level the canteen director is?"

"Do you know how far you are from the canteen director now?"

"Good guy, you just want to quickly rise from an ordinary projectionist to a canteen director, tsk tsk..."

Jiang Ping'an shook his head and sighed, not embarrassed to attack Xu Damao.

To say that the current projectionists are really popular.

Like Xu Damao, he now receives the salary of an administrative level 26 and level 8 clerk, 33 yuan per month.

This salary is not low, and it will definitely be upgraded in the future.

Not only that, projectionists go out to show movies, not only have face, but also respected.

Be entertained by good wine and good food, and also receive various gifts.

For example, some bacon, sausage, chicken, vermicelli, mushrooms, etc., and even some units will send money directly.

After a month, Xu Damao's income is not much worse than Jiang Ping'an.

But even so, Xu Damao's current level is at least ten levels away from the director, and he really dares to think about it.

Xu Damao was stunned.

Don't look at how often he talks to the leaders behind him, he really didn't think about it so much.

In his concept, isn't it just a word from the leader?

Flatter the leaders, and then secretly send some gold bars over there, won't things be done?

Now I listen to Jiang Ping'an say this carefully.

Xu Damao's face was so embarrassed that he could not wait to find a hole to burrow into.

Jiang Ping'an laughed and asked, "Now you know why I have no idea about the canteen director?"

"Why?" Xu Damao asked in a daze, still in a daze.

Jiang Ping'an hated that iron could not be made of steel, and glared at him:

"Because it's out of reach, who doesn't want to be a leader if you can reach it?"

"Your grandma's, why didn't you tell me before? It made me almost make a fool of myself!" Xu Damao said angrily.

Jiang Ping'an stood up and smashed his fist on Xu Damao's forehead.

"You're really a good thing."

"I kindly remind you, I'm still my father, isn't it?"

Xu Damao was dizzy and dizzy from the smash, and fell down from the bench, his feet turned upside down, and he screamed.

"Oh, stop fighting, am I confused?" Xu Damao panicked, holding his head and shouting.

Jiang Ping'an punched him, let out his anger, and sat down slowly.

Seeing that there was no movement, Xu Damao squinted and looked at it with a sigh of relief.

It was true that he was wrong just now, and Jiang Ping'an was not a fool, so he should try his best not to offend him.

This kid not only has a good foundation in the yard, but also gets along well with the leaders in the factory.

If offended, Jiang Ping'an would really go to his section chief and blatantly apply eye drops.

At that time, the unlucky one is still himself.

Xu Damao sighed secretly, quickly got up from the ground, and patted the dust on his body.

After calming down, I found that my forehead was a little sore.

When he reached out and touched it, a bag the size of an egg grew on his forehead, and when he touched it lightly, it was painful.

"Oh, Jiang Ping'an, your kid is too ruthless, right?" Xu Damao almost burst into tears.

Jiang Ping'an hummed: "Humph, it's just to keep your memory long!"

……

Xu Damao was punched by Jiang Ping'an.

But he didn't hold any grudge against Jiang Ping'an.

Because if it wasn't for Jiang Ping'an's reminder today, he might really make a fool of himself.

When the time comes, he will lick his face to curry favor with the leader, and send the gold bars out piece by piece.

At that time, not only will they lose money and lose face, but they will also leave a bad impression on the leaders.

At the same time, today's events also reminded Xu Damao.

Although he is conceited and shrewd, Jiang Ping'an is more cunning, lazy and shrewd, and rarely suffers losses.

If you have any uncertainties in the future, you can really discuss it with Jiang Ping'an in advance.

"It's just that his relationship with Ezi is a little too good!" Xu Damao felt a little bit in his heart.

It's not that he didn't suspect that Lou Xiao'e might be unclear with Jiang Ping'an.

But he never caught the handle, let alone made a sound.

Lou Xiao'e is fine. Her mother-in-law can be disposed of at will, but Jiang Ping'an is not easy to mess with.

As the saying goes, if you catch a thief, you need stolen money, and if you catch a traitor, you need both.

This kind of reputation-related matter, if caught on the spot, can't speak, not even joke.

The lunch at noon was cooked by Xu Damao.

As long as he is at home and Jiang Ping'an comes to eat, he rarely cooks and treats himself as a guest.

Three vegetables and one soup, fried shredded potatoes, fried cabbage, fried shredded radish, bean sprouts soup, the staple food is white noodles and steamed buns.

Lou Xiaoe felt very embarrassed that there was no meat to eat.

I hurriedly went to peel the peanuts that had been peeled in the morning, put them on a plate, and served them with wine.

"You are so protective of him, with our family's life, no one in the entire courtyard can compare to it!"

Xu Damao frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

This bitch is too blatant, she treats Jiang Ping'an better than herself.

The key is that Lou Xiaoe has always been like this, Xu Damao is tired of talking, and she still doesn't change.

As soon as Xu Damao complained, Lou Xiaoe went to the room and took out the Wuliangye that he treasured.

"Hey, what are you doing? You didn't take it back from your mother's house, did you? It's mine!"

Xu Damao was startled, and quickly got up and went to grab it back.

"Can't you drink yours? I brought so much wine from my mother's house, and you don't drink less, right?"

Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes and said, holding the bottle of wine tightly, dodging left and right.

Jiang Ping'an raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't grab it, I won't drink at noon today, so I'll eat first."

"Ezi, Jiang Ping'an said he doesn't drink anymore." Xu Damao said overjoyedly.

Lou Xiao'e pouted and said, "Then don't drink it. Take this wine home and drink it safely later."

"Hey, I said that you are too generous, you poor family, right?" Xu Damao was so angry that his nostrils were smoking.

Lou Xiao'e didn't care so much, she came to Jiang Ping'an with the wine and put the wine on the table.

"Sister Xiao'e still loves me." Jiang Ping'an smiled and said happily.

After taking Wuliangye, Jiang Ping'an lifted it up, shook it, and asked Xu Damao:

"Drink? I'll take it if I don't."

"Drink, this is my wine, why not drink it?"

Xu Damao sat down angrily, his face full of anger.

Jiang Ping'an poured three glasses of wine, handed one to Xu Damao, and said with a smile:

"Hey, come and have a taste of this five-dollar bottle of wine!"

Then she handed another cup to Lou Xiaoe. After she took it, she smiled and said:

"It's definitely not as good as eight yuan a bottle of Maotai!"

Xu Damao was about to refute when he saw Jiang Ping'an smiling and said, "I think it depends on personal taste!"

"Moutai is a sauce-flavored type, and Wuliangye is a strong-flavored type. It tastes different when you drink it."

Xu Damao's face softened a little, looking at Lou Xiaoe and raising his eyebrows:

"Do you know now? Whether the wine is good or not depends not on the price, but on personal taste."

"Okay, you won, right? I'm going to win or lose with a woman. Are you embarrassed?" Lou Xiao'e pouted.

Xu Damao's face flushed red, Jiang Ping'an laughed, raised his glass and said, "Don't be noisy, drink, hehe..."

……

After eating and drinking, Jiang Ping'an suddenly felt that the four courtyards were too quiet after leaving Xu Damao's house.

After thinking about it, I found that Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu were not there.

It seems that as long as these two people are not there, the courtyard is extraordinarily quiet, and right and wrong rarely happen.

"I really hope they never come back!" Jiang Ping'an hoped in his heart.

But he knew it was impossible.

Qin Huairu didn't talk about it first, it would be good if Jia Zhang's family could persist until Jia Dongxu came back after paying his bills.

Jiang Ping'an had a hunch that there was a great possibility that Jia Zhang would return to the hospital ahead of schedule.

After all, the life she lived in the country was too hard, and it was not lived by humans at all.

"Peace, don't go first, come here."

Just thinking about something, when passing by Yi Zhonghai's house, he heard him shouting in the room.

Jiang Ping'an turned around and came to Yi Zhonghai's house.

"Master, what's the matter with me?"

At this time, I saw the aunt came out of the room with a suit of clothes in her arms, and said happily:

"Ping An, the winter clothes made for you are ready."

"You try it first, and if it doesn't fit, you can change it."

"Thank you, uncle and mom, you are so kind to me!" Jiang Ping'an said gratefully.

I took the padded jacket from my aunt. The fabric is blue, with small lapels and open buttons.

There is a pocket on the left side of the clothes, without a cover, and there are two pockets on the left and right below, both with covers.

The style is a very popular uniform-style padded jacket in this era. The styles are the same for men and women, light and warm.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "Come inside and try it out to see if it fits."

Jiang Ping'an nodded, and he was welcome, holding his clothes and entering the room.