Siheyuan: The final winner

Jiang Ping'an laughed dumbly, nodded and said, "Okay, then you can give me more things."

"Well, there aren't many gold bars under the bed. I'll take some time to go back to my mother's house to get some and send you more." Lou Xiaoe said excitedly.

Jiang Ping'an rubbed her hair and said softly, "What a foolish and dumb girl..."

……

the next few days.

Jiang Ping'an was in no hurry to go to the countryside to purchase supplies.

The factory issued a notice that all employees should focus on studying the spirit of the document for a few days.

It is very important to learn and improve, Jiang Ping'an has been studying continuously for several days.

Sunday off.

early morning.

As soon as He Yuyu returned to the courtyard, he found Jiang Ping'an early and took his clothes to wash.

I wanted to take advantage of the holiday to sleep in.

After being woken up, Jiang Ping'an tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

"Wu... This girl, can't you come over to get your clothes later? It's not like I won't wash it for you!"

Jiang Ping'an came out of the quilt, put on his clothes, poured hot water with a thermos, and went out to wash his face and brush his teeth.

As soon as he finished washing up, he saw Xu Damao come out of the courtyard with his chicken coop head in a daze.

After seeing Jiang Ping'an, Xu Damao rubbed his eyes and said casually:

"Jiang Ping'an, Ezi asked me to speak, please come to my house for dinner at noon."

"Well, I see." Jiang Ping'an nodded, and was about to go back to the house with the washbasin.

"Don't leave in a hurry, we haven't finished talking yet!" Xu Damao shouted quickly.

Jiang Ping'an stopped, turned around and said, "Speak! What else is there?"

Xu Damao took a few steps forward and asked in a low voice:

"I heard that for a while, you are going to the Northeast to purchase with your director?"

"Well, there is such a thing, what's wrong?" Jiang Pingan asked with a nod.

Xu Damao rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Can you talk to your director."

"In the accompanying list, add my name to it?"

Jiang Ping'an sneered, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Xu Damao, you haven't woken up from a dream at night, right? It's just whimsical!"

"We went to the Northeast to purchase equipment for the factory. What are you doing as a projectionist?"

"Even if you want to purchase projection equipment, you shouldn't have to go to the Northeast to purchase it!"

"I know that the projection equipment in the factory is all distributed by the headquarters."

"Haha..." Xu Damao laughed dryly and replied, "I want to go out and learn more."

Jiang Ping'an suddenly said: "Co-authoring, you just want to play with the past for a few days?"

"Hey, that's what it means, can you see it?" Xu Damao nodded again and again and asked with a smile.

Jiang Ping'an's face twitched, and he replied:

"No! I don't dare to tell the director about this."

"I think if you really want to go, you might as well ask your section chief to see if you can come up with another method."

"I asked, and the section chief said he couldn't control it, let me figure out a way myself." Xu Damao said in frustration.

"But he also said that as long as I thought of a way, he promised to give me a letter of introduction."

"Didn't I just come directly to you?"

"You kid is as smart as a monkey, you can definitely think of a way!"

Jiang Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, glared at him and said:

"Are you complimenting or cursing?"

"Also, tell me the truth, kid, what do you want to do if you want to go to the Northeast?"

He didn't believe it at all, Xu Damao was just playing in the past.

Xu Damao hesitated for a long time without telling the truth.

"Okay, since you don't say anything, don't ask me for any help!" Jiang Ping'an turned around and left.

Xu Damao opened his mouth, stretched out his hand, and finally held back his words.

"You don't help, I'll figure it out myself!"

He muttered softly and turned away.

Jiang Ping'an's ears were so sharp, when he returned to the room, he heard Xu Damao muttering, and he couldn't help but cut his voice.

This kid is probably holding back something bad, or else why go all the way to the northeast?

"What do you have for breakfast?" Jiang Ping'an pondered deeply.

After thinking about it, I decided to eat a bowl of rice noodles.

After making up his mind, Jiang Ping'an set the fire and burned a pot of water.

"By the way, the rain came back from school, shouldn't it be eaten?"

Jiang Ping'an suddenly thought of it, so he turned around and went out to the backyard.

Middle school.

He Yuyu rolled up his sleeves and was washing his clothes diligently.

The water in winter is icy cold, and the winter clothes are extra heavy when wet, making it difficult to wash.

Although the weather was cold, He Yuhui's tired little face was flushed red, and there were traces of sweat on his forehead.

"Rain, did you have breakfast?" Jiang Ping'an asked from a distance.

He Yuyu stopped, straightened up, shook his head and replied with a smile:

"Not yet, is Brother Ping An hungry?"

"I'm going to cook some gooey pads for you right now."

Jiang Ping'an waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Farewell, I'm going to cook a bowl of rice noodles to eat, so I came over and asked."

"Since you haven't eaten either, then I'll cook another bowl."

"Okay, thank you brother Ping An, I happen to be a little hungry!" He Yuyu replied with a sweet smile.

At this time, He Yuzhu rushed out of the room and said loudly:

"Jiang Ping'an, cook another bowl and let me taste it too."

"Fuck you! My family is already short of food, do you want to starve me to death?" Jiang Ping'an glared at him and said angrily.

He Yuzhu shouted loudly: "You are short of fart food!"

"If you don't eat refined grains, your stomach will be broken, and you won't be able to finish the grain!"

Jiang Ping'an spread his hands and said helplessly: "But I just like to eat refined grains, what should I do? I don't have enough!"

"I also like to eat refined grains. If you return the rainwater grains to me next month, I will also eat refined grains!"

Jiang Ping'an frowned and said, "Silly Zhu, do you still have any conscience and benevolence?"

"Rain sees that I am not used to eating coarse grains, so she cares about me, loves me, and gives me her grains for fine grains."

"What about you? If you don't have love, you still have to block it. Your conscience was eaten by a dog?"

"Not only that, but you still have to eat my food. You are not as vicious as you are, right?"

He Yuyu followed and said, "Silly brother, you are so unloving!"

"Brother Ping An has worked so hard to go to the countryside, can't you help him more?"

"Look at how thin he is now? He just needs to eat more refined grains to make up for it."

"If you don't help, don't say anything, and you have to eat his food, you are so cruel!"

He Yuzhu stared and asked, "Then why did you go to his house for dinner?"

"Sister Yuyu is different. She helped me wash my clothes." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

He Yuyu nodded again and again, smiled at Jiang Ping'an, then turned around and stared at He Yuzhu:

"I helped Ping An with the laundry, so he invited me to eat rice noodles."

"You didn't help him, and you don't lack this mouthful, why do you want to take advantage of him?"

At this time, Yi Zhonghai from the opposite room came out and said seriously to He Yuzhu:

"Silly Zhu, when did you learn the habit of taking advantage of others?"

"I heard it just now. Rain helped Ping Ping to wash clothes, so Ping Ping invited him to dinner."

"This is the mutual help between neighbors, and it is the harmonious and warm side of our courtyard."

"But it's good for you, you have to eat and drink for free when you open your mouth. We don't advocate this in our courtyard!"

He Yuzhu blinked his eyes, looked blankly at Yi Zhonghai, He Yuyu, and Jiang Ping'an, and spared his head.

"This... am I really wrong?" he muttered to himself.

"No, then why can Jiang Ping'an eat my food?"

"He ate the amount of rainwater alone. Is it wrong for me to eat a bowl of rice noodles from his family?"

……

He Yuzhu finally slipped back to the house.

Yi Zhonghai's expression softened, and he turned to ask Jiang Ping'an:

"Peace, pay will be closed in a few days, is there enough food?"

"Master, it's not enough to eat." Jiang Ping'an sighed.

Yi Zhonghai pondered for a moment and said, "Although you don't like eating coarse grains."

"But my family only has coarse grains, how about you carry a few kilograms for emergency response?"

"Thank you uncle, I'll be frugal and stick to it for a few days!" Jiang Ping'an said with a moved face.

"Anyway, I haven't been to the countryside for a few days, so it's okay to eat less."

"I can't be too selfish and look after myself."

"You gave me the food, and you and the eldest mother are going to starve."

"What a good boy! It's okay, it's okay for me and your aunt to eat less." Yi Zhonghai said with relief.

Jiang Ping'an hesitated, nodded and said:

"Then thank you uncle, I have a big stomach and I really want to eat."

"By the way, a leader gave me a pound of rice noodles a few days ago, and I was about to cook it!"

"I'll cook a bowl for you and Momma later, but you can't refuse!"

"This thing is not very hungry, just taste it!"

Yi Zhonghai tickled the corner of his mouth, nodded and smiled:

"Well, it just so happened that your aunt and I didn't have breakfast."

He helped Jiang Ping'an not because of stuttering, but mainly because of his filial piety.

Compared with He Yuzhu, Jiang Ping'an is a child who will come.

From time to time, he will send some small things and things, which makes people feel comforted.