Siheyuan: A pioneer of morality

The heartfelt gratitude of Village Chief Liu made Zhou Jianjun more confident in his decision.

As a "three-beauty" young man in the 21st century, he felt that what else could be more proud and satisfying than helping the hard-working masses?

What's more, those sweet potatoes and corns are good things in this era. If they are taken to the future, it is estimated that except for those uncles and aunts, no one else would even bother to take a second look.

The good things of this era can be produced in unlimited quantities in Zhou Jianjun's paradise, what else can be said.

Of course, doing good things should be low-key. If his actions are noticed by the higher-ups, he really can't explain where those things came from.

You can't confess and then let someone take him for a slice test!

Zhou Jianjun repeatedly warned Village Chief Liu not to spread this matter, otherwise he would never be able to get food in the future.

After giving repeated assurances, Village Chief Liu planned to arrange lunch for Zhou Jianjun.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Jianjun proposed to go outside the village alone.

Village Chief Liu was afraid that it was unsafe, so he wanted to arrange a few people to follow him.

Can he let people follow him?

He had to find a suitable place to take the food out of Taoyuan Fairyland.

Of course, he couldn't let anyone see him, otherwise he would be regarded as a monster.

After repeated rejections, Village Chief Liu didn't force it anymore, so he had to let Zhou Jianjun go.

Zhou Jianjun wandered around the village for a long time before finding a suitable place.

He took out the food and put it away, covered it with some wild grass, and rode his bike to the village.

As soon as he arrived at the village committee, he met the village chief carrying vegetables and two-grain steamed buns.

Behind him, there was a woman, holding vegetables in one hand and a bottle of white wine in the other.

Without waiting for Village Chief Liu to speak, Zhou Jianjun leaned close to his ear and whispered, "The grain has been transported here. It's in the valley a few kilometers west of the village. After dinner, you can find someone to bring it back!"

Village Chief Liu's eyes widened immediately. He hurriedly said to the woman following him, "Yulan, you stay and have dinner with Comrade Jianjun. I'll go get the grain."

As soon as Village Chief Liu finished speaking, he rushed into the house and put the items in his hand on the table. He didn't say anything more, but turned around immediately and trotted towards the village.

Village Chief Liu's actions made Zhou Jianjun dumbfounded. When he felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry, the woman called "Yulan" by Village Chief Liu timidly said, "Comrade Jianjun, come in and eat!"

"Okay...Okay." Zhou Jianjun nodded and said helplessly.

After the two sat down at the table, Zhou Jianjun grabbed a two-grain steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as he took a bite, he saw Yulan sitting there, looking at him motionlessly.

Zhou Jianjun felt a little puzzled when he saw this situation. He pointed at the dishes on the table with his chopsticks and asked carefully: "Don't you want to eat?"

Yulan shook her head and said crisply: "My father said that this is specially prepared for you."

Zhou Jianjun looked down at the two dishes, one of which was fried shredded potatoes and the other was fried potato cubes.

Well! These two potato "dishes" were specially prepared.

"What do you usually eat?" Zhou Jianjun asked curiously.

"Wotou and wild vegetables." Yulan lowered her head and whispered.

"I can't eat it alone, you should eat some too." Zhou Jianjun said, and stuffed a two-grain steamed bun into Yulan's hand.

Yulan looked up at Zhou Jianjun, then at the steamed bun in her hand, and tears flowed unconsciously.

Seeing Yulan crying, Zhou Jianjun panicked and asked hurriedly: "Don't cry, don't you like to eat two-grain noodles?"

Yulan shook her head and said nothing.

"Then you eat it! Why are you crying!" Zhou Jianjun was confused.

"I haven't eaten two-grain noodles for a long time. I can't remember the last time I ate it." Yulan choked and said.

"Ah?"

Zhou Jianjun was speechless. He thought that the conditions in the countryside were very difficult, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

"You eat first, and then we can talk, okay?" Zhou Jianjun asked tentatively.

"Yeah."

Yulan nodded and took a big bite of the bun.

But that was all. She was chewing the bun all the time. No matter how Zhou Jianjun persuaded her, she refused to eat a bite of the potato "dish" on the table!

After she finished eating a bun, Zhou Jianjun hurriedly stuffed another one into her hand.

Yulan quickly waved her hands to refuse, whispering: "I've eaten it all, you won't be full."

"I don't have a big appetite, it's okay. Just eat if I tell you to!" Zhou Jianjun waved his hands and said nonchalantly.said.

Yulan secretly glanced at Zhou Jianjun a few times, her face flushed, then she lowered her head shyly and continued to chew the steamed bun in her hand silently.

When Zhou Jianjun put down his chopsticks, Yulan hurriedly stood up and said, "Are you full?"

"Yes, I am full." Zhou Jianjun nodded and said.

"Then I will clean up the things on the table."

After Yulan finished speaking, she began to clean up the things on the table. When she saw the bottle of white wine, she said to Zhou Jianjun embarrassedly, "Sorry, I forgot to pour you a bottle of wine."

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't like it anyway, it doesn't matter whether I drink it or not." Zhou Jianjun said.

In this era, rural areas generally drink homemade sweet potato wine, which has a very loud wine name, called Yimaozhan.

The characteristics of sweet potato wine are very obvious, it is choking and spicy, and Zhou Jianjun can't drink it at all.

After Yulan packed up her things, she said hello and left.

After about half an hour, when Zhou Jianjun was about to go crazy with boredom, Village Chief Liu came back.

As soon as he entered the house, he said excitedly: "That's great, Comrade Jianjun, I really want to thank you this time."

"Has the grain been brought back?" Zhou Jianjun asked curiously.

"All of it has been brought back, and the accountant has arranged for people to distribute it." Village Chief Liu said, looking around, and asked in confusion: "Where is Yulan?"

"She went back after dinner." Zhou Jianjun replied.

Village Chief Liu cleared his throat, looked at Zhou Jianjun with a serious face and asked: "Comrade Jianjun, what do you think of Yulan?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Jianjun was confused.

Village Chief Liu rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "Yulan is my daughter. Half a year after she got married, her husband died."

"The in-laws thought she was unlucky, so they drove her back."

Zhou Jianjun suddenly felt something was wrong. He hesitated and asked: "Then what?"

Village Chief Liu coughed and said tentatively: "Comrade Jianjun, you know that people in the countryside are basically unable to eat enough now."

"I thought that you have a lot of food, so you don't need this meal. If you don't mind, how about taking Yulan in?"

"Sure enough! I want to help you with good intentions, but you want to be my father-in-law!"

"The world is going downhill!"

Zhou Jianjun sighed inwardly, and hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No, no, no, please don't..."

"Listen to me." Village Chief Liu grabbed Zhou Jianjun's shaking hand and said carefully, "I don't plan to let you marry Yulan, just take Yulan in and keep her as a concubine."

"I don't ask for anything else, just don't let her starve or freeze."

"You don't have to let her go to the city with you, just let her stay in the village. When you are free, come and see her."

"No, no, the country's laws don't allow this!" Zhou Jianjun still shook his head and refused.

Village Chief Liu pondered for a moment, and finally slowly said, "Comrade Jianjun, let's put aside the previous topic for the time being. I'll ask you directly, do you think Yulan is pretty?"

"Pretty is not okay!"

Zhou Jianjun replied in horror, and at the same time thought of Yulan's appearance in his mind.

It was indeed quite nice, except that the size of the grain bag was not as good as Liu Lan's, everything else was almost the same as Liu Lan's.

Seeing the expression on Zhou Jianjun's face, Village Chief Liu said nothing more and made a decision in his heart.