Siheyuan: The final winner

The rest supply coarse grains: cornmeal, dried sweet potato, sorghum flour, fresh sweet potato and so on.

Of course, there are also special groups, such as heavy manual workers.

For workers in the fields such as mine workers, road builders and track layers, the standard for a month's grain supply is 60 kilograms.

Among the courtyard houses, the one with the highest grain ration should belong to the second uncle Liu Haizhong.

He is a blacksmith and does manual labor, and his monthly food supply is as high as 42 catties.

And even if the supply of supplies is tight, he will eat at least one egg every day to supplement nutrition.

Otherwise, after a long time, the body will be dragged down.

When Qin Huairu and Xiaodang return to the city, Yi Zhonghai and the others should consider Xiaodang when they give food to Jia's family.

It will be mixed with a few pounds of refined grains, especially for snacks.

After feeding Xiaodang, Qin Huairu got up and said:

"Ping'an, give me a hug, Xiaodang, I'll go and cook."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and took Xiaodang over.

Then he walked to the door of the stove and squeezed with Qin Jingru who was burning the fire.

"Jingru, are your dad and the others back?" Jiang Ping'an asked.

Qin Jingru shook her head and said, "I won't be back so soon."

"I heard from my dad that the place to work is a little far, and it takes more than an hour to walk!"

"Are they going out early in the morning?" Jiang Ping'an continued to ask.

Qin Jingru nodded and said, "Well, we set off before dawn."

After a pause, she hesitated: "By the way, I may not be here tomorrow."

"Oh? Are you busy with something?" Jiang Ping'an said unexpectedly.

Qin Jingru snorted and explained, "My mother asked me to follow me tomorrow to help the production team cook."

"There aren't enough people there?" Jiang Ping'an frowned.

Qin Jingru said: "Whether it's enough or not, you can go and earn work points."

"Anyway, I'm idle. It's always good to have more work points at home."

"Okay, just in the next two days, I have to go out, not at home." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

Qin Huairu, who was picking vegetables, suddenly interjected:

"Ping'an, you are going out to purchase this time, and you have to go a long way?"

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "Yeah, the communes near our side have all made me run around."

"So I plan to go far away to see if I can gain something."

Qin Huairu sighed: "I and Xiaodang are the only ones at home. It's too quiet."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and didn't answer.

After I told her that Jia Zhang and Bang Terri were going back to the city in the evening, I ensured that Qin Huairu would run faster than a rabbit in the morning.

Looking back, Jiang Ping'an told Qin Jingru:

"When I'm not here, the homework assigned to you must be completed with high quality and quantity, and it is not allowed to be careless."

"When I come over next time, I will check it carefully. If I find that you are not attentive, see how I clean up you!"

"Oh! I'll be careful, don't be so fierce, okay?" Qin Jingru was about to collapse.

Jiang Pingan said angrily: "Don't be unhappy, this is all for your own good!"

"If you dare to perfunctory, criticize the first time, stir-fry pork with bamboo shoots the second time, and ignore you the third time!"

Qin Jingru hurriedly raised his right hand and swore:

"I swear, I will read and write with my heart!"

After dinner in the evening, Qin Jingru went home with the book.

Qin Huairu has a smile on the corner of her mouth. At night, when the two of them act recklessly, they are the happiest.

"I'll make a pot of boiling water first, I'll scald your feet, and be warmer at night." Qin Huairu said gently and considerately.

Jiang Ping'an smiled and asked Qin Huairu to serve him like an uncle.

Not to mention, there is a woman in the family, it's just different.

Not only the fireworks, but also the life of opening your mouth with food and extending your hands with clothes is also a comfortable life.

What's more, there is a woman who warms the bed at night, which is better than those few salt water bottles.

Under the light of the soft oil lamp, Qin Huairu was charming and radiant, and her face was radiant.

She squatted down and washed Jiang Ping'an's feet in person.

He raised his head from time to time, his crystal clear eyes, and looked at Jiang Ping'an with affection.

"Just look at it, don't peep." Jiang Ping'an said with a wicked smile.

Qin Huairu pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Who peeped at you? I'm looking at it honestly."

After a pause, she tilted her head and said with a smile:

"Besides, you're my man now, how many times did I look at you?"

"Half, I can only count you as half a man." Jiang Ping'an corrected.

Qin Huairu glared at him and said angrily:

"Even if it's half, you're my man!"

Jiang Ping'an laughed, raised his feet from the basin, and rubbed them on Qin Huairu's chest.

Qin Huairu ducked, instead of retreating, he advanced.

With a laugh, she simply hugged Jiang Ping'an's feet in her arms and used her clothes to dry the water stains.

"You mother-in-law, it's so adorable!" Jiang Ping'an said with a wide-eyed smile.

Qin Huairu chuckled and asked:

"Love? Will you be able to leave me in the future?"

"Well, you are so good at serving people." Jiang Ping'an nodded and smiled.

Qin Huairu laughed, raised her eyebrows and said:

"I just want you to be inseparable from me, and in the future, I will haunt you for the rest of my life!"

"Okay, I didn't expect you to have such a ruthless mind, see if I won't take care of you!"

Jiang Ping'an pretended to be angry, put his feet down, and after putting on his shoes, he stepped forward and picked her up by the waist.

"Oh, slow down, I haven't washed my feet yet!" Qin Huairu laughed and cursed, but did not resist.

Jiang Ping'an laughed, hugged her and walked straight to his bedroom.

In a short while, there was a singing voice in the room, which was indescribably beautiful.

After more than 40 minutes.

Qin Huairu dragged her tired body and got up to light a cigarette for Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an took a deep breath, exhaled a long smoke, and pondered:

"I almost forgot to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Qin Huairu got into his arms and asked curiously.

Jiang Ping'an said, "Your mother-in-law and Bang Terri went back yesterday."

"Go back, where are you going?" Qin Huairu frowned, her eyes flickering uncertainly.

Jiang Ping'an looked down at her and asked, "Where do you say they are going back?"

Qin Huairu stared at Jiang Ping'an blankly, and did not speak for a long time.

After a while, he suddenly fell into Jiang Ping's arms and burst into tears.

"They didn't bring me a letter when they went back... woo woo..."

"Why are they so cruel? I never thought that I might not be able to live in the countryside?"

"Uuu...I have children for the Jia family, and I have no credit or hard work..."

"Uuuu...Isn't there a little bit of affection? Uuuu..."

"Even if it's an outsider, you don't need to be so cold, right? Ouch woo woo..."

Chapter 75 Stir-fry, stir-fry a lot of vegetables!

The next day.

Before dawn, Qin Huairu packed up her things, hugged Xiao Dang, and took the bus back to the city.

When they were leaving, Jiang Ping'an used a bicycle to send their mother and daughter to the main road.

Jiang Ping'an knew that no matter how much Qin Huairu was nostalgic here, compared with the Jia family, it was not worth mentioning.

This is why, he only loves Qin Huairu's body, but never has any illusions about her emotionally.

Unlike Liang Ladi, although Jiang Ping'an was not very emotional, he paid more.

Such as food, meat, sugar, cloth, and even help Liang Ladi to transfer work.

These contributions, at this year, can marry a very good daughter-in-law.

After sending Qin Huairu away, Qin Jingru also went to work in the commune, and Jiang Ping'an just found time to go to the mountains to make food.

When he got home, Jiang Ping'an took all the quilts he and Qin Huairu slept on and put them all in the space.

I will definitely spend the night in the mountains today. It is cold, so there is no harm in bringing extra quilts.

In addition, he brought a single bed, straw mats, straw mats, brown mats and other supplies.

There is no need to bring wood, there is some in the space.

Although there are no tall trees, it is enough for burning.

After felling trees, the space is dry and ready in the blink of an eye, which is very convenient.

Bring all the pots and pans at home, so you can use them when cooking.

After all preparations were made, Jiang Ping'an locked the door and walked to the back mountain.

Houshan cellar is relatively hidden, in a rubble pile, inaccessible.

There are several boulders in the rubble, supporting each other and relying on each other.

Jiang Ping'an drilled in through the crack of the boulder, the gap was huge, and he swaggered in.

This place is very dry, it is estimated that the cellar was placed here for this reason.

The cellar is in sight, and the openings are square and about one meter long and wide.

There is a thick wooden door on the opening, and there is an iron lock with the size of a fist in each of the four directions.

Jiang Ping'an took out the keys, opened the locks one by one, lifted the wooden door, and opened it for ventilation.

More than ten minutes later, he lit the kerosene lamp and slowly walked down the wooden ladder.

It is very large, about two or three hundred square meters, three or five people high, and the walls are made of rammed earth.

It is airtight, but very dry and shaded.

The kerosene lamp is still burning and has not gone out, which means that the air inside is normal.

Jiang Ping'an put the lamp on the ground, took out a flashlight to illuminate it, looked around, and found that there were very few things.

Six rusted large iron pots, several large iron pots, kitchen knives, iron spoons, iron spatula, iron forks, etc.

As well as more than a dozen large bamboo steamers, a few baskets of bowls and plates and so on.

Anyway, there are quite a few kitchen utensils to be used when buying a banquet.