Siheyuan: The final winner

Some tickets are only issued on major festivals, and these materials will be supplied.

When the festival comes, relevant units such as grain stores, stores and department stores have to "organize the supply of goods".

That is to go to other places to purchase materials, and when the purchases are made, the corresponding tickets are issued, so that ordinary people have the opportunity to eat.

For example, glutinous rice and "Fuqiang powder" for making dumplings and wrapping zongzi.

Mung bean cakes for the Dragon Boat Festival and moon cakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival are all issued with tickets and vouchers.

It's not that people just buy whatever they want, but that ordinary people can buy what the grain station supplies.

Sad day.

After arriving at the grain station, he didn't see all the poultry in the courtyard, so he presumably brought grain and went back.

It seems that queuing up early is still useful after all.

Jiang Pingan didn't go to the queue, and went directly to the head of the grain station, Sun.

The grain station is very busy today.

The workers of the grain station are absolutely exhausted with backaches, backaches, dizziness and brain swelling after a day, enough for them to drink a pot!

Stationmaster Sun didn't have time to receive Jiang Ping'an, he was so busy that he didn't touch the ground, he greeted him and called his subordinates to connect him.

Soon, Jiang Ping'an received his food, oil and other supplies.

At the same time, he also got news from Station Master Sun that the supplies will be even more scarce next year.

"There have been several times this year that the food in stock is not enough to meet the needs of six days of emergency."

Station Master Sun said: "From July this year, there is no fresh meat available on the market."

"Aged canned meat was put on the market that month to replace it, and it took a few tickets to buy a tin of canned food."

In 57, urban residents were limited to 1 yuan per day for pork purchases.

In 59, the supply of pork was tight, and the supply was changed to "according to the ticket".

3 meat tickets are issued every month (divided into one for the first, middle and late ten days), and each ticket supplies 1-3 taels of fresh meat.

Of course, if the meat you buy is less than 0.20 yuan, you don't need to register.

By the second half of this year, there is no pork supply on the market, and ordinary people can only buy canned food with tickets.

Station Master Sun said: "I heard that the higher ups are already studying a new supply policy."

"It is estimated that starting from next year, the denomination of each meat ticket originally issued will be reduced from 3 taels to 2 taels at most."

"If the meat is still not enough, use the canned chicken, duck and fish in stock to replace the fresh meat."

"If the supply continues to be tight, it may even be possible to stop issuing weekday meat tickets starting in June next year."

Coming out of the grain station, Jiang Ping'an sighed secretly.

In fact, now, not only is the supply of food and pork tight, but even vegetables are in short supply.

Others don't know, but Jiang Ping'an knows that this situation will last for at least two years.

"Take it easy, it will be fine in a few years."

Jiang Pingan said in his heart, suppressed his emotions, and pedaled home.

Siheyuan is filled with joyful atmosphere.

When the food arrived home, everyone suddenly calmed down.

Although I still can't get enough to eat, I won't starve to death, will I?

Every household in the yard rises from cooking smoke, and the smell of food is overflowing.

Everyone queued up all night last night, so they had to eat a full meal before getting a good night's sleep.

He Yushui is also back, and the school is also on holiday today.

Jiang Pingan parked the car in the house, saw the two cloth bags on his rice tank, and smiled knowingly.

Needless to say, this is the grain sent by Yi Zhonghai and He Yushui.

"Thirty catties at Liang Ladi's house, ten catties at Liu Lan's place, enough coarse grains."

On the other hand, Liang Ladi had to add two catties of white flour and one catty of pork, which felt a bit painful.

"Compared to Qin Huairu, Liang Ladi is at a huge loss here!"

"If we stop issuing meat tickets next year, we won't be able to deliver meat to Liang Ladi anymore. We have to follow the market."

Of course, it's okay to send some occasionally to satisfy her family's cravings, but it can't be given every month.

"However, it seems that Qin Huairu also eats a lot... Sister Xiao'e and Yushui are easy to kill, and they even post it..."

"There is also Yu Haitang, she probably won't ask me for food for the time being."

"But you can't treat her badly. If she comes over today, treat her to meat and make up for her."

The wind and sand on the road today are a bit heavy, and my face is covered with a bit of discomfort.

Jiang Ping'an took a basin of hot water, brought it to the yard, and washed his face comfortably, feeling refreshed.

Go back to the house and put the washbasin and towel back in place.

Jiang Pingan looked at the fire, it was about to go out, so he quickly added coal balls into it.

Then I took another lunch box, filled it with a box of braised pork, and warmed it in the pot.

This thing should be eaten secretly, not publicized.

"At noon, I eat braised pork, shredded hot and sour potatoes, fried cabbage, egg soup, and white flour steamed buns."

"The rain is back, and I want to call her to come over and help with the cooking. How can the elders do this?"

Potatoes, cabbage, and eggs were placed on the chopping board, and the steamed buns were placed in the basket. Jiang Pingan walked to the courtyard.

He Yushui was washing clothes diligently, including the one that Jiang Ping'an brought back from the countryside.

"Rain." Jiang Pingan shouted with a smile.

He Yushui looked up with a happy smile, and shouted sweetly: "Brother Ping An!"

"Hurry up, wash up and help me cook." Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled.

He Yushui smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll wash it soon."

"You go around for a while, I will call you when the meal is ready."

Jiang Pingan nodded, walked closer, and whispered:

"I got a box of braised pork from outside. It's warming in the pot. Don't say anything. Let's eat it secretly."

"Hmm..." He Yushui's eyes lit up, he swallowed, and replied with a suppressed voice:

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, including the silly brother, and I won't let him know..."

……

He Yushui is very smart.

In these years, being admitted to high school is also a very top-notch one.

At the same time, she is also very diligent, doing laundry and cooking well.

But she also has a fatal weakness, that is, she is extremely insecure.

Her mother died when she was very young, and then her father ran away with a widow.

Abandoning her and her brother to live together.

But He Yuzhu is extremely unreliable, and often feeds his sister hungry and full.

It can be said that He Yushui grew up in such a panic environment.

So even though He Yushui was sweet as a silly boy, he never dared to rely on him.

For He Yushui, Jiang Ping'an was a light in the darkness.

When she was hungry, he not only gave her half a bun to eat, but also gave her candy after washing the clothes.

For He Yushui, what to eat is not important.

The important thing is that Jiang Ping'an cared and loved her, and even made out with her.

Therefore, He Yushui was very close to Jiang Ping'an, and even gave him his warm dumplings.

Although a bit embarrassing.

As she gets older, He Yushui is no longer an ignorant little girl, and she understands many things.

But when she faced Jiang Ping'an, she was still very attached.

So she understands many things in her heart, but she is willing to pretend to be confused.

As for what to do in the future, she didn't think too much about that, she only knew that she was very happy now.

"call……"

He Yushui gently hugged Jiang Ping'an's head, let out a long breath, his eyes were blurred, and his face was rosy.

"Brother Ping An...I..."

She squinted her eyes and bit her lips lightly, her brows frowning from time to time.

"What's the matter with the rain?" Jiang Ping'an raised his head and said with a smirk.

He Yushui pursed his lips, blushed even more, turned his face aside, and said shyly:

"Hurry up...it's almost noon..."

"Well, it's okay, it's only 10:30, it's still early." Jiang Ping'an replied, and kept clicking his tongue again.

He Yushui frowned, revealing a few small white teeth, biting the corners of his lips, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

She lowered her head shyly, glanced at Jiang Ping'an, and saw that he was concentrating.

Although it's a little numb, but since he likes it, he can only bear it.

After a while, He Yushui suddenly hugged Jiang Ping'an tightly, and said in a crying voice:

"Wuuu...Brother Pingan, I couldn't hold back..."

Jiang Pingan stood up, patted her shoulder lightly, and said softly:

"Don't blame yourself for the rain, this is a normal reaction."

As he spoke, he looked directly at He Yushui with a smile on his lips.

He Yushui turned his head shyly, dodged his eyes, and glanced back a few times.

After repeating this several times, he finally couldn't help Jiang Ping'an's eyes.

"Oh! I depend on you, I depend on you, you make me flustered!"

After rustling for a while, she murmured...

Time passed slowly.

I don't know how long it took, He Yushui suddenly seemed to be choked, coughing repeatedly, and his face turned red from being suppressed.

"Cough cough... vomit... cough..."

Jiang Pingan let out a long breath, and slowly loosened He Yushui's two ponytails, feeling refreshed.

Relieved, Jiang Pingan glanced at He Yushui who bent over and gagged, and whispered:

"Rain, there are teacups on the stool, and it's much more comfortable to rinse your mouth."

"Well, thank you Brother Pingan." He Yushui responded, walked over to pick up the teacup, and gargled.

After a while, He Yushui let out a long breath and felt much more comfortable.

Looking back at Jiang Ping'an, she blushed and ran outside immediately.

Soon, she came in again with a basin of hot water, lowered her head, pursed her lips and said with a smile:

"Brother Ping An, wash your face!"

"Well, it's raining hard, let's cook!" Jiang Ping'an laughed softly.

He Yushui hummed, looked up at him, with a smile on his lips, and jumped out to cook.