Siheyuan: The Final Winner

The next day, early morning.

Jiang Ping'an was washing up when he heard noises coming from the courtyard.

"What happened to Jia Dongxu?"

He quickly rinsed his mouth, wiped his face casually, and walked to the yard.

He met He Yuzhu running out with Jia Dongxu on his back.

Behind them were Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai who were frowning.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ping'an asked.

Yi Zhonghai sighed: "He has a high fever, and he is already in a coma."

"Please ask for a leave of absence for me, and I'll go and have a look."

"Okay, no problem." Jiang Pingan nodded.

At this time, He Yuzhu shouted at the top of his voice:

"Master, I still need to find someone to replace me halfway through, or I will be exhausted."

Liu Haizhong, who followed behind, said, "Why don't you use a bicycle to deliver it?"

"Are you stupid? Jia Dongxu is in a coma, and he doesn't know how to support himself, so can he sit still?" He Yuzhu said angrily.

"Even with the help of someone nearby, the bicycle can't run fast, so it's better to carry it on your back!"

Liu Haizhong choked, then turned to Liu Guangqi and said:

"Guangqi, you can follow, and you can replace Shazhu on the way."

After the people left, Liu Haizhong suddenly realized and said angrily:

"Silly Zhu is stupid, don't you know how to call a tricycle on the street?"

Jiang Pingan laughed loudly, went out with his bicycle, and said:

"Second uncle, it's not that you don't know his temperament, why are you angry with him?"

At this time Xu Damao came out from the middle courtyard, smiled and said:

"Anyone with the same knowledge as Sha Zhu must have a brain problem."

Liu Haizhong said angrily: "Xu Damao, don't make trouble early in the morning!"

The three came to the street, talking while walking.

"Jiang Ping'an, the wine in that tavern is really good!" Xu Damao said suddenly.

Jiang Ping'an frowned and said, "Didn't you just say no?"

"Hey, I didn't want to go. I was dragged away by a publicity officer of our department." Xu Damao said.

"But to be honest, the wine there is really authentic, and the pickles are delicious."

Jiang Pingan nodded and asked, "How is the business there now?"

"No, we went there after get off work yesterday, and we were the only two guests before we left." Xu Damao shook his head.

"Actually, it's normal. Now that I can't get enough to eat, who is in the mood to drink leisurely?"

after work.

Jiang Pingan sat behind the desk, in a daze.

Thinking of Xu Damao talking about the tavern in his mind.

I intend to go over to have a look, but I am a little hesitant.

Just thinking about something on his mind, Xu Damao pushed the door open and entered, and said loudly:

"Jia Dongxu is hospitalized. Just now Liu Guangqi came back and said it was serious."

"My uncle is planning to raise money in the yard to buy some nutritional supplements to show his condolences."

Jiang Pingan smiled and said, "I have no money, and I still owe a whole lot of debt!"

"Uh... forgot about you."

Xu Damao patted his forehead, sat down and said, passing a cigarette over.

Jiang Pingan took the cigarette, smiled and said:

"I'll do the math, based on my current salary."

"Even if you don't eat or drink, it will take a year to pay off the debt."

"The problem is that I usually eat and spend a lot of money. It is estimated that it will take two, three, four or five years..."

"Come on, don't talk about it, my scalp tingles when I hear it." Xu Damao waved his hand.

Jiang Pingan laughed, lit his cigarette, took a puff, and said:

"My lord is not doing this properly."

"Now everyone in the yard is in difficulty, how can he ask everyone to donate money?"

"That's right, everyone's life is hard now, isn't he messing around?" Xu Damao echoed.

"Say, should I report him? Is this exploiting the working class?"

Jiang Pingan gave him a blank look, and said, "You bastard, you're so wicked!"

"Collaborating with you to come here to drag me into the water?"

"If I stop you from reporting, I will stand on the opposite side of the masses."

"If you don't stop it, then the uncle will not blame me?"

"What? Have you been too kind to you recently, making your skin itchy again? How dare you plot against me!"

Xu Damao was taken aback, and quickly said: "No, absolutely not!"

"I just said it casually, I didn't think so much at all."

"But you are too smart, right? You can think so much with just one word from me."

Jiang Ping'an cut his voice and said, "What do you mean I'm fine? Is it because you are bad?"

"Who are you, Xu Damao? Others don't know, but I don't know?"

"I didn't do anything outrageous, did I?" Xu Damao muttered.

"I think you misunderstood me. I'm really not as bad as you think."

I also added in my heart, compared to you, I am far behind.

Jiang Pingan sneered and said, "I'll just pretend I don't know about it."

"Money, I won't donate. My savings are not as much as Jia Zhang's retirement money!"

"But if others want to donate, I will not stop them."

"I can't cut off the opportunity for everyone to unite the masses!"

"As for what you just said, I don't think I heard it."

"Don't mention me, you kid, no matter whether you are a master or not! Do you hear me?"

"I heard it, so I won't mention you anyway." Xu Damao nodded and smiled obsequiously.

"I'm too lazy to report it. It's not good for me."

After a pause, he asked, "By the way, the wine and pickles in that tavern are really good..."

Seeing Jiang Pingan looking at him expressionlessly, Xu Damao panicked and said:

"I invite you, thank you for helping me get so many supplies."

Jiang Ping'an's expression softened, he shook his head and said, "It's fine if you have the heart."

"I won't drink the wine, don't you still have two bottles of Wuliangye at home? Take it to my house at night."

"Huh? You have to send both bottles? Can you just send one bottle?" Xu Damao said dumbfounded.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not reluctant, but the wine belongs to my father."

"If you think about it, I can still call myself myself without a bottle."

"If the two bottles are gone, he can't beat me to death?"

Jiang Pingan laughed and said, "Tell Uncle Xu that it was given to me, and he promises not to beat you."

"This..." Xu Damao was full of confusion and hesitation.

Jiang Ping'an raised his eyebrows, stared and said, "Why? Can't you bear it?"

"Didn't you just say you wanted to thank me? Are you reluctant to part with two bottles of wine?"

Xu Damao sighed, gritted his teeth and said, "Here, why don't you give it to you?"

He secretly scolded himself for being cheap, what kind of tavern are you talking about?

Now I can't afford two bottles of Wuliangye, which is much worse than going to a tavern to drink.

...

The night was getting late, hazy, and the lights flickered in twos and threes.

Zhengyangmen Street has many shops.

Quanjude, Yueshengzhai, Duyiyi, Zhengyanglou and other Beijing time-honored brands are all in this street.

In one of the silk shops, the employees had already left work, but the shopkeeper was still keeping accounts.

The shopkeeper is a beautiful woman in her twenties.

She has a graceful figure, plump and plump, charming and beautiful appearance, fashionable dress and elegant temperament.

There were footsteps outside the store.

Chen Xueru raised her head, and when she saw the person coming, her expression perked up, her eyes widened, and she stood there in a daze.

The pen in his hand fell to the account book with a "snap", smearing a large amount of ink.

Before she knew it, Chen Xueru's face was covered with tears.

Her fat red lips trembled, she sniffed her nose, gritted her teeth and asked with a smile, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Pingan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and walked slowly into the store with a complicated look on his face.

Chen Xueru bit her lip tightly, staring at Jiang Ping'an in a daze.

Seeing this person who made her dream about again, she was both happy and uneasy.

I am afraid that this person will disappear from my side again.

After the man walked in, she finally couldn't help but pounced on him, crying loudly.

"Woooo...I won't force you anymore, I really won't force you, woooo..."

"Ping An, please trust me, I am sincere to you, I did not try to force you to leave!"

"Woooooooo, if you don't want to marry, don't marry!"

"I also figured it out, as long as I can be with you, I am willing to do anything!"

"Don't leave, okay? Do you know that I've been waiting for you all these years?"

"I waited so hard for you. During the time you left, I also fell seriously ill. I miss you."

Jiang Pingan sighed, patted her on the shoulder, and said:

"Close the door and go to the back hall to talk!"

"Good! Good! Good! I'll close the door, you wait!" Chen Xueru smiled through tears.

As he spoke, he wiped away his tears again, and a brilliant smile appeared on his face.

As long as Jiang Pingan didn't leave immediately, she would be happy.

Soon, Chen Xueru closed the door of the store, and led Jiang Pingan to the back hall.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, I have prepared a lot of clothes for you." Chen Xueru said.

Jiang Pingan sighed: "You are here again, so you can't talk well?"

"You! Your temperament hasn't changed at all, and your desire to control is still so strong!"

Chen Xueru panicked: "Don't talk about it, don't talk about this, I will listen to you."

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll order a table of good wine and food for you."

Jiang Pingan hesitated, nodded and said, "Then hurry up."

"Soon, it's next door, I'll say hello and be back soon."

Chen Xueru's face brightened, she said a few words, and hurried out to order food.

After the people left, Jiang Ping'an looked at the back hall.

More than three years on, little has changed.

I lit a cigarette and just took a puff, before I had time to recall, footsteps came.

"Wait in a hurry? The food will be delivered soon..."