Siheyuan: The final winner

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "Whether it's true or false, after all, we still let our people in the commune get benefits."

Qin Jingru nodded and said, "That's right, it's just that life is too hard."

"Dug out the soil from the bottom of the river and transport it to the riverside."

"People's feet are covered in sweat when they step on the ice, snow and soil. The degree of hard work can be imagined."

"However, even if it's such a hard job, everyone is rushing to do it. There's no other way, so it's just for the stutter."

Jiang Ping'an turned his head to Qin Huairu and said, "Now do you know how hard the countryside is?"

"Virtue, can I not know?" Qin Huairu rolled her eyes and said coquettishly.

"Isn't the reason why I did everything possible to marry into the city to escape such a life?"

Qin Jingru sighed: "Cousin's choice is right, life in the countryside is too hard!"

……

have eaten.

After the Qin sisters cleaned up the kitchen, Qin Jingru went back again.

Her family has two nephews, one of whom is still an infant.

Sometimes her mother has to do some housework, which requires Qin Jingru to keep an eye on her from time to time.

Jiang Ping'an sat in the courtyard and smoked a cigarette. After resting for a while, he said to Qin Huairu:

"I'm going to the village to borrow something, and I'll be back later."

Qin Huairu didn't ask more, nodded and watched Jiang Ping'an leave.

Liang Laosan's family, Liang Laosan is not there, only Liang San'er is alone to look after the house.

Needless to say, in Liangjiacun, like Qinjiacun, most people have gone to dig trenches to build roads.

"Aunt San, I remember that our production team has a set of housework for banquets. Is it still in the village?"

"Uh, it's safe!" Aunt Liang was very affectionate when she saw Jiang Ping'an.

Although Jiang Ping'an has moved to the city, it is no different from not going to the city.

For the people of Liangjia Village, Jiang Ping'an is not only a capable person in the village, but also their pride.

Anything difficult for the production team to ask Jiang Ping'an, as long as it is not too outrageous, he will help.

Just like the last time Liang Ladi went to the countryside to get food, the first thing Liang Laosan thought of was to ask Jiang Ping'an for help.

It is difficult to put together a set of household chores for banquets, especially iron things.

It is also the people in Liangjia Village who have a mind, Jiang Ping'an remembered that they hid a set.

Aunt Liang welcomed Jiang Ping'an into the house, looked out, and asked carefully:

"Ping'an, what are you asking about the housework? Does anyone want to borrow it?"

"Well, I have a leader who wants to marry a daughter. He asked me to find a set and borrow it for use." Jiang Ping'an whispered.

Aunt Liang's expression softened, and she pondered:

"The leader needs to borrow it. For your future, you need to help."

"Dong XZ is in the cellar in the back mountain, I'll give you the key."

"Go get it yourself, be careful on the way, don't let anyone see it."

Jiang Ping'an said gratefully, "That's fine, thank you San Aunt."

"When I'm done, I'll bring ten pounds of stick noodles to send to you."

"Don't be embarrassed to accept it. It was sent by the leader. I just changed my hand."

Aunt Liang said with a wide-eyed smile, "That's okay, food is expensive these days."

"If you bring anything else, I will definitely refuse. If you bring food, I will receive it with both hands."

"Hey, that's right, our own family, you're welcome." Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.

After taking the key, Jiang Ping'an didn't stop and left.

Did not go to the back mountain.

Jiang Ping'an thought carefully that he wanted to cook on a large scale, even in Liangjia Village.

I usually steam some steamed buns and fry a few vegetables.

But if you want to get some braised pork, double-cooked pork, buckled pork, roast duck, etc., and the meat and vegetables are fragrant, it will be bad.

Therefore, he plans to take things to the deep mountains and forests early tomorrow morning and stay for a day or two.

When I leave tomorrow morning, it will be convenient to pick up things along the way.

No matter how much you struggle in the deep mountains, you are not afraid of being discovered.

Besides, doesn't he still have the ability to warn at 100 meters?

If someone really wants to pass by, he can run away in advance.

When he got home, Qin Huairu saw that he came back empty-handed and wondered:

"Didn't you say you wanted to borrow something? Didn't you get it?"

"Everyone went to the commune to work." Jiang Ping'an smiled and replied casually.

Qin Huairu snorted and didn't ask any further. The two chatted for a while, and she suddenly said:

"How about... I'll burn some water and wash it well?"

"Hey hey... You're still addicted, thinking about it again?" Jiang Ping'an said with a wicked smile.

Qin Huairu smiled sweetly, pursed her lips and said, "You are allowed to think about it, but I am not allowed to think about it?"

"Hahaha... Of course you think about it, go ahead, I'll be with you later." Jiang Ping'an laughed.

"Virtue!" Qin Huairu looked back and smiled, turned around and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Jiang Ping'an smirked, becoming more and more satisfied with Qin Huairu's performance.

"This bitch, don't you think of me as half home?" he thought to himself.

It's really possible.

Jia's home is her real home, but it is full of suffering and bitterness.

Jiang Ping'an is her secret home, full of happiness and satisfaction.

Perhaps for Qin Huairu, Jiang Ping'an's half of the family is the most appropriate supplement to the life she is looking forward to.

Two homes, one bright and one dark, one yin and one yang, maybe Qin Huairu is still secretly having fun!

After sitting and smoking a cigarette and basking in the sun for a while, Qin Huairu was in the room calling for the water to be ready.

Jiang Ping'an ran over excitedly.

After a while, the sound of laughter and anger came from the room.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Jingru jumped over from her house and saw that Jiang Ping'an and Qin Huairu were both ruddy.

I thought they were exposed to the sun, so I didn't suspect anything.

Qin Huairu frowned slightly, and suddenly got up and said, "I'll go to the room to see Xiaodang."

Saying that, he walked away with his legs tucked.

"What's wrong with her? Walking in small steps..." Qin Jingru wondered.

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Maybe it's the menstrual period!"

Qin Jingru nodded suddenly and said, "Well, no wonder it's a little awkward to see her walking. It's not like this in the morning."

"Let's not talk about her, this time I went to the countryside and brought some books here." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

Qin Jingru's face collapsed, and she said depressedly: "You still want me to study, how can I read it?"

"If you can't read it, you have to read it!" Jiang Ping'an said solemnly.

"You have to be literate if you want to go to the city and have a good job."

"Otherwise, I can only be a housewife for a lifetime!"

Qin Jingru pouted, "I just love being a housewife."

"What's wrong with doing laundry, cooking and raising children?"

"There's nothing wrong, but if you want to be with me, you must read and read!" Jiang Ping'an laughed.

Without waiting for her to say more, Jiang Ping'an urged:

"The book is in my receiving basket, go and fetch it."

Qin Jingru didn't dare to resist, and went to get the book with a sad face.

Soon, Qin Jingru moved out a table, and a few books were placed on the table.

At first glance, it is not the first time that Jiang Ping'an has urged him to study.

The table was placed, Qin Jingru sat down, flipped through the books, bit her lip and asked:

"This is a textbook for the first grade of junior high school? Where did you get it?"

"What's the difficulty with this? Didn't I also get your previous book?" Jiang Ping'an said angrily.

Qin Jingru has been in elementary school for several years and is barely able to write.

Over the years, Jiang Ping'an has taught her slowly, basically finishing the elementary school courses.

Qin Jingru sighed, turned a few pages, and suddenly said in surprise:

"Hey! This is the book the girl used."

"Look at this handwriting, it's neat and graceful, it's really well written."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is the book that the girl used."

"Also, you should also practice your handwriting well."

"The pens and workbooks that I gave you are not decorations."

"I see, I've been practicing all the time, and now I can write at least one character every day." Qin Jingru nodded.

Although she said that she was reluctant to study, this was the homework assigned by Jiang Ping'an, and she did not dare to be lazy.

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "Well, when I come next time, I will check your homework carefully."

"Now I'll take the time to teach you the first grade courses..."

……

in the afternoon.

Jiang Ping'an and Qin Jingru passed by while they were teaching and learning.

In the meantime, Qin Huairu also came to watch.

She has no intention of learning culture, just to watch the fun, but there is some envy.

Seeing Jiang Ping'an teach Qin Jingru to read, Qin Huairu sighed in his heart that Qin Jingru was lucky.

By five o'clock, the sky gradually darkened.

Qin Jingru ran home to have a look, and soon came back to help cook the fire.

Qin Huairu couldn't be free, she held Xiao Dang and fed her rice paste.

Seeing Xiaodang eating his rice gooey, Jiang Ping'an didn't say anything.

Anyway, in the past few days, when she returns, she will eat her own food.

Food supplies are tight now.

Originally, the monthly ration standard for an ordinary resident was 28 jins, but now it has dropped to 21 jins.

According to the age, infants are 3 pounds, children are 6 pounds, children are 8 pounds, and adults are 21 pounds.

In addition, according to different identities, the indicators are different.

Among them, flour supply accounts for 20% of the total ration, and rice accounts for 10%.