Siheyuan: The final winner

The woman smiled miserably, and said with tears streaming down her face:

"He's not coming to me, I know that all too well."

"If you don't believe me, take me to hide behind the big tree over there for a while. At most, go downstairs to have a look and then go back."

Jiang Ping'an nodded, pushed his bicycle and walked behind the tree.

The two hid behind the big tree.

Jiang Ping'an looked familiar to her, leaned close to her ear, and asked in a low voice:

"Aren't you afraid I'm a bad guy?"

"No, you're definitely not." The woman shook her head and replied.

"If you were a bad person, you wouldn't have kindly reminded me just now."

"Comrade, you're right, I shouldn't come out alone on this big night."

She wanted to speak, but Jiang Ping'an covered her mouth and whispered:

"Don't talk, is that right? He's out!"

The woman's eyes rumbled and she pulled the hand from her mouth.

Carefully extended his head and glanced at it, and immediately retracted it.

"It's him, an extremely hypocritical guy!" The woman gritted her teeth.

Jiang Ping'an nodded, staring at the man who had just come downstairs.

Sure enough, the woman was right.

The man looked left and right, hesitated for a moment, then turned and went back.

"Am I right? He's like that, always saying one thing and doing another."

The woman's heart was relieved, she lay softly in Jiang Ping's arms, and whispered.

Jiang Ping'an hugged her body, soft, soft and fragrant.

The temper that was provoked by Liang Ladi just now came up again.

The woman sighed, and suddenly her body froze.

Only then did he realize that he was actually lying in the arms of a strange man.

……

found bad.

The woman was startled and was about to back away, but Jiang Ping'an hugged her tightly.

"Don't move, come down again!"

The woman didn't dare to move immediately, and stayed in Jiang Ping's arms, in a daze.

For fear of making a noise, if you see it, you will be speechless.

Jiang Ping'an naturally also discovered this situation.

So he pondered and made up his mind secretly.

"Is he... gone..."

The woman was frightened, her voice trembled, and she wanted to leave as soon as possible.

At this moment, she didn't want Jiang Ping'an to send her away, and she didn't even want to ignore him.

It's terrifying, the man in front of him is a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Jiang Ping'an looked up, shook his head, and whispered:

"No, another man came down from upstairs, talking."

"That's a colleague."

The woman explained, biting her lip, not knowing what to do.

This big tree, just enough to hide two people, is facing the entrance of the stairs.

Although it is a bit far away, once it retreats, it can be noticed.

The position that was originally the most suitable for observation has become a chicken rib.

It's not right to go now, or not to go.

The woman was in a dilemma, but gave Jiang Ping'an an excellent opportunity.

As a hunter, wait for an opportunity and can't let go of any opportunity.

He gently embraced the woman, and while she was in a trance...

"What do you want...for...why?"

The woman was startled and almost yelled, but Jiang Pingan stopped her with a boo.

"Don't talk unless you want to be seen."

Jiang Ping'an whispered in her ear, but his hands were not idle.

The woman was frightened, her forehead slightly frowned, her eyes widened, trying to see Jiang Ping'an clearly.

But it's pitch black here, with only a little light, so how can you see Qingjiang Ping'an's face?

"You are shameless, aren't you afraid of death?" the woman whispered through gritted teeth.

Would Jiang Ping'an be afraid of her?

He's afraid of this, so he won't do it!

Jiang Ping'an didn't answer, the woman wanted to cry but had no tears.

"You... are you really not afraid of death?"

The woman was anxious and angry, but her voice softened a bit, and the tears of humiliation could not stop dripping.

Jiang Ping'an looked up at the stairs and said to the woman:

"I'm still smoking and laughing. I'm afraid I won't leave for a while. They seem to be waiting for you to go back."

Time passed slowly.

The wound on the woman's hand has healed automatically and is no longer bleeding.

Everyone who spoke in the corridor also left.

But Jiang Ping'an continued. The woman put her arms around his neck and whispered affectionately, "My name is Wen Li!"

……

After more than an hour, Jiang Ping'an finally calmed down and looked at Wen Li inexplicably.

Wen Li leaned in his arms, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, secretly delighted.

"You haven't told me yet, what's your name!" Wen Li whispered.

Jiang Ping'an said with a wicked smile, "What's wrong? Do you still want to contact me?"

"So what? You've got it all. You have to know your name, right?" Wen Li bit her lip.

Seeing that Jiang Ping'an was still silent, she continued:

"I told you, my name is Wenli, and I'm a teacher at Hongxing Elementary School."

"I dare to confess my identity to you boldly, what are you afraid of, a big man?"

Jiang Ping'an smiled, nodded and said, "My name is Jiang Ping'an, and I am a purchaser of a rolling mill."

"Buyer? That's not bad, by the way, can you help me get a chicken?" Wen Li asked with a smile.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not taking advantage of you."

"I'll give you money and tickets. Your buyers should have a way to get them, right?"

Jiang Ping'an wondered: "You are not a New Year but a festival, why do you buy chickens?"

"Who said that you can only buy chicken for the Chinese New Year?" Wen Li rolled her eyes and said.

"He is a tenth-level technician with a monthly salary of 86 yuan."

"I am an elementary school teacher myself, and my monthly salary is 28 yuan."

"We have money and tickets, but now materials are in short supply, and it is not easy to buy things."

"I just heard that you are a buyer, so I wanted to ask, can you help me with this?"

Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled, "Based on our relationship, if I don't help, it would be too ungrateful."

"Did you bring money and tickets with you? If you have, give it to me, and I will send it to you tomorrow evening."

Wen Li looked happy, nodded and said, "I brought it, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Saying that, she took out the money ticket from her pocket, suddenly stunned, and said depressedly:

"It's pitch black here, you can't see anything!"

Jiang Ping'an laughed, took out his flashlight and covered it to help her illuminate.

"There are more and more money tickets. In the past few years, several tickets are used as one ticket. You know it." Jiang Ping'an reminded.

Wen Li nodded, and while counting the money, she said, "Well, I know, you can rest assured that I won't let you suffer."

After counting the bills, she handed them to Jiang Ping'an, and with a dim light, glanced at his face again.

"So you look so handsome? I didn't pay attention downstairs just now."

"If I knew you were so handsome, I wouldn't talk nonsense at the beginning!"

Wen Li looked happy, stepped forward to hold Jiang Ping'an's face, and looked at him carefully, wanting to remember him deeply.

"Cut, don't pour me the ecstasy soup. We have a relationship, so you say such things." Jiang Ping'an replied.

The distance of the relationship determines the intimacy of the two people's communication.

Both of them were strangers before, so it was impossible to say such a thing.

Wen Li smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You have a clear understanding."

"Even if I saw you were handsome before, I would refuse because I was concerned about my reputation."

"But now that you have succeeded anyway, it doesn't matter."

In fact, she was speechless.

For this matter, she complained a lot. For so many years, she lived very melancholy.

But Jiang Ping'an gave her unprecedented joy, otherwise how could she submit so easily?

Jiang Ping'an smiled meaningfully at her, counted the bills, and put them in his pocket.

"The wound on your hand is no longer bleeding, do you still need to go to the infirmary?"

"I'm afraid no one is on duty in the infirmary right now!"

Wen Li hesitated, then shook her head and said, "Forget it, don't go."

"I was also frightened before. In order to go to the infirmary, I gave you my whole body, which is a shame!"

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "No loss! No loss! Can you go back later?"

"You... can you do this?" Wen Li hesitated.

According to Tong Zhi's current standard, it is calculated on a half-month basis. She is both looking forward and anxious.

"Is it alright, you'll know if you try it?"

"Come on, let's be early, I have to go home later!"

"I hate it, don't be in a hurry, okay? It's not that I won't give you..."

……

behind the tree.

Jiang Ping'an and Wen Li both silently reminisced about the afterglow, and did not speak for a while.

"Okay, you will definitely bring me the chicken tomorrow." Wen Li looked up and said suddenly.