Siheyuan: The final winner

Soon, he changed his clothes and came out.

He stretched out his hands and stomped his feet, twisted his waist, and said with a smile:

"It fits, it fits too well, it's just right!"

"Not to mention that Ping An is a clothes rack, you can look good in any clothes!" The aunt said with relief.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said: "It's good to fit, you don't need to change it, you can just bring your clothes back."

"Okay, then I'm welcome. I like this outfit very much." Jiang Ping'an said with joy.

After thinking about it for a while, he said again: "Go to the countryside, I'll go buy some bee candy for you two to make up for it."

"Don't refuse, or I won't dare to accept your things in the future."

Yi Zhonghai looked at each other and nodded secretly.

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said, "Alright, this is a piece of filial piety from Ping An, and we can't live up to it, right?"

"I haven't eaten honey candy for many years, and we will accept it when the time comes." Auntie said happily.

Then, Jiang Ping'an went back to the room, changed his clothes, exchanged a few more words, and said goodbye with his new padded jacket.

After he left, the aunt sighed:

"This child is indeed benevolent, righteous and kind, and can remember the kindness of others to him."

……

Back home with clothes.

Jiang Ping'an took a basin of water and washed his face.

Xu Damao, this dog, took the risk of vomiting blood in his stomach and fought with him, and he did succeed in making him drink a lot.

After being stimulated by the ice-cold water, Jiang Ping'an was suddenly sober.

Putting the washbasin back on the washstand, Jiang Pingan turned on the radio and tuned in a storytelling.

Just as he was about to sit down and rest for a while, Yan Bugui stretched out his head and looked in by the door.

"Ping'an, can the voice be louder? Your third master also wants to hear a half-voice."

Jiang Ping'an turned back and smiled, without refusing, and turned his voice to the loudest.

"That's what it smells like! Your new radio is good. It's loud, clear, and comfortable to listen to."

Yan Bugui gave a thumbs up and said with envy.

Jiang Ping'an brought two small stools to the door, handed one to Yan Bugui, and said with a smile:

"Master, if you don't save electricity, your radio will still be good enough."

In fact, the courtyard is filled with lamp users.

Based on the number of lighting lamps and the wattage of power, it will be billed on a monthly basis.

Count the light bulbs first and then pay the electricity bill.

The method of operation is to count the light bulbs, and the electricity cost depends on the size of the wattage of the light.

For example, the electricity bill is 15 yuan per month for each 0.15-watt light bulb.

A 25-watt bulb costs 0.25 yuan, and a 40-watt bulb costs 0.4 yuan.

At that time, the most commonly used light bulbs were 15-watt bulbs, and only wealthy people were willing to use 25-watt bulbs.

There are unconscious, big bubbles and small bubbles, which also happen from time to time in some people's homes.

In order to put an end to this phenomenon and make it fair and reasonable, people invented the method of sticking seals.

It is to stick a seal with the name of each company at the lamp socket, so that people can't steal the big bubble.

Yan Bugui was so used to it that he was afraid that the radio could be considered a light bulb, so he listened to it occasionally with batteries.

Every time the sound is turned on very low, it is said that the sound consumes a lot of power.

He smiled awkwardly, took the bench and sat down, listened to a few words, and said in surprise, "Is this "Gunshots in the Plains"?"

"Have you heard of it? Don't you only like to hear the news?" Jiang Ping'an asked with a smile.

Yan Bugui laughed dryly, raised his glasses, and replied, "I've heard it for a while, but I don't dare to listen too much."

"I know, it's power consumption!" Jiang Ping'an nodded with an understanding expression on his face.

Everyone has their own way of living, and Jiang Ping'an doesn't think there is anything wrong with Yan Bugui.

His family's income is low, and he has to support so many people. It is definitely impossible to live without a plan.

These days, in fact, every household is almost the same, and they have to figure out how to live.

Especially for stuttering, it breaks my heart.

Even if everyone in the family has an urban hukou, the grain quota is not enough.

Also from time to time to look for some grains, such as dried potato, corn, sweet potatoes, etc. to supplement the food gap.

However, during the difficult times of recent years, even sweet potatoes and potatoes have been hard to come by.

Therefore, regardless of whether it is in the city or in the countryside, most people are now in a state of starvation.

That's why Liang Ladi, Qin Huairu, and Liu Lan are all trying to get something to eat.

The important reason why he was willing to risk being discovered and secretly messing with Jiang Ping'an.

Once a person is extremely hungry, he can do anything.

The two of them were listening to the storytelling, and Liu Guangqi, the boss of the second uncle's family, walked out of the backyard with his hands folded.

Yan Bugui glanced back and said curiously, "Guangqi, have you implemented your work?"

"Still waiting for the letter, the third master, yo, did you hear it?"

Liu Guangqi replied, and when he heard the sound of the radio coming from the room, he immediately became interested.

He took a few steps, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed one to Jiang Ping'an and Yan Bugui each.

"There is no bench in my house, you can borrow one from the third master's house!" Jiang Ping'an smiled after taking the cigarette.

Yan Bugui took the cigarette and nodded with a smile: "Go, get it yourself."

Liu Guangqi snorted, trotted to Yanbu Gui's house, took a small bench, and sat beside Jiang Ping'an.

The three swallowed the clouds, Jiang Ping'an smiled and said:

"Second uncle seems to love your eldest son, even the peony!"

After Liu Guangqi took a breath, he slowly shook his head and said, "I rarely get beaten."

Jiang Ping'an nodded silently, wondering why this guy moved away after he got married and rarely came back.

It is estimated that he also saw that his father often beat the second and the third, even if he didn't beat himself, there was still a shadow in his heart.

"Old Liu's way of educating his children is still a bit wrong." Yan Bugui suddenly interjected.

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. The second uncle takes care of his own children, and it is difficult for outsiders to mix in."

These days, it is normal for parents to beat up their children.

It's just that the bangs are too extreme, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of severity.

He only pets the eldest son, but he doesn't do anything to the second and third.

"Yes, Lao Liu educates his children, it's really hard for outsiders to say anything." Yan Bugui nodded.

At this time, Liu Guangqi suddenly asked Jiang Pingan:

"By the way, Jiang Ping'an, I heard that you have a long way to go. Can you help me find a better job?"

"You're a high school student, and it's very easy to find a job. The second uncle will help you arrange it properly." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

This year, college students and technical secondary school students are all allocated, but high school students are not.

However, there are fewer high school students these days, so they attach great importance to it, and it is quite easy to find a job.

But finding a good job is all about luck.

Liu Guangqi shook his head and sighed: "My dad is unreliable, who knows what kind of job he will help me find?"

"Don't be picky, no matter what kind of job it is, it is also a contribution to the country!" Jiang Pingan said.

Having said that, Liu Guangqi is a proper white-eyed wolf if he can leave his parents alone.

Besides, he needs a good job when he opens his mouth, so what kind of job is a good job?

I don't know if he is missing a root in his head or what.

The relationship between the two was not very good, and Jiang Ping'an didn't owe him any favors, so why should he help him?

And even if Liu Haizhong came forward and asked for a generous gift, Jiang Ping'an would not help.

It's disgusting to help Liu Guangqi's white-eyed wolf, and he didn't eat the meat in the end.

Liu Guangqi was very displeased when he saw that Jiang Ping'an always refused to say what he said and what he said, and felt that he was impersonal.

My family lent him so much money, and I asked him to do me a favor, and he didn't even answer the conversation. What a fool.

However, no matter how upset Liu Guangqi was, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Ping'an.

Under the shadow of Liu Haizhong, Liu Guangqi's ability to observe words and expressions is perfect, and he knows who can't be offended.

Don't say how wild Jiang Ping'an is outside, only say that he is in the courtyard.

Jia Zhang, such an arrogant and domineering person, is not also obedient by him?

Silly Zhu, who has a bad temper, has never seen him blow up in front of Jiang Ping'an.

Xu Damao, the wicked pus-sucking villain, was also pressed to death by Jiang Ping'an, and he didn't even dare to argue too much.

Not to mention the three uncles in the courtyard, it seems that they rarely trouble Jiang Ping'an.

This all shows that Jiang Ping'an has done a lot of things, either explicitly or secretly, so that this group of people will try not to provoke him.

……

Liu Guangqi walked away in despair.

Yan Bugui glanced at Liu Guangqi's back, and glanced at Jiang Ping'an without a trace.

His eyes narrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, after listening to a storytelling, Jiang Ping'an spoke to Yan Bugui, and got up to turn off the radio.

Yan Bugui was reluctant to part, but still went home with a smile on his face.

Today, listening to the radio for so long, for him, is to make a lot of money.

Jiang Ping'an went out to go to the toilet, and when he came back, he happened to meet Jia Dongxu at the door.

Seeing his frown, Jiang Ping'an asked with a smile, "Jia Dongxu, are you going to the table again?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just going out for a stroll." Jia Dongxu said in panic, wanting to hide it.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, leaned forward and asked in a low voice:

"Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped, I won't talk nonsense everywhere."

"Look at me in the courtyard, when have I chewed other people's tongues?"

Jia Dongxu's expression softened a little, he took out a cigarette, handed one to Jiang Ping'an, nodded in frustration and said:

"I'm in bad luck during this time, and I also lost my rations for next month!"

"Jiang Ping'an, can you lend me some?"

After speaking, he lit the match again and lit a cigarette for Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an took a deep breath, and after exhaling the smoke, he squinted and said indifferently:

"You kid is a dog who can't change to eat shit!"

"It's a good day, but I want to gamble for money. I don't need to tell you the truth of ten bets and nine losses?"

"You're too embarrassed to borrow it from me, didn't you see that I didn't borrow it in the courtyard?"

Jia Dongxu frowned and said, "You are different, you are using coarse grains for refined grains."

"I said you're too delicate, right? How can anyone eat refined grains every day these days?"