Siheyuan: The Final Winner

early morning.

Birds chirped, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and earth.

Qin Jingru made breakfast, walked to the bed lightly, and held Jiang Ping'an's face with his hands.

Jiang Pingan opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Last night you were crying tired, and you feel better today?"

"Hee hee, you're making fun of me again." Qin Jingru blushed and rubbed his face.

"Get up quickly, the steamed buns and porridge are ready, you can start eating after washing your face and brushing your teeth!"

Jiang Ping'an sat up and stretched, his joints creaking.

After running around for several months, it was not until he came to the countryside that his mind gradually relaxed.

To be honest, with his current golden finger, in the harmonious environment of future generations, he doesn't need to worry too much at all.

Just open a small shop, and you can go fishing in peace and security.

Not now, the source of income cannot be explained without hard work, and there are always bad guys playing tricks.

Jiang Ping'an had also thought about it. At most, he would struggle until he reached the position of director, and then he would not climb any higher.

The rank of the director of the rolling mill is neither high nor low, and he can be the deputy of a county if he is lowered by half a level in a local government.

No matter how high the position is, the foundation will not be stable.

Especially in the next ten years or so, it is not a good thing to be too big, and it is easy to become a target.

The director level is just right, he can advance and attack, retreat and defend, with ease.

Jiang Ping'an believed that with his ingenuity, if the firepower was fully fired, only others would suffer.

So he wasn't afraid of the storm in the future at all.

After getting dressed, Jiang Pingan took Qin Jingru's little hand to the kitchen.

The meals are already set.

In the morning, I ate white flour steamed buns and porridge, shredded potatoes, fried cowpeas, and a plate of crispy and delicious spicy kimchi.

Qin Jingru's mouth is also being tricky now. She used to shout about eating meat every day, but now she doesn't shout about it anymore.

Only after Jiang Ping'an returned to her hometown would she get some meat to eat, but she seldom ate it because she was tired of eating.

"After dinner, let's go for a walk in the village while the weather is cool!" Qin Jingru suggested.

Jiang Pingan took a bite of the food, nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to your Qin's Village!"

"By the way, take another can of lard and give it to your nephew."

Qin Jingru took a mouthful of porridge and swallowed it, then pursed her lips and smiled, "You always tell my nephew to eat..."

"Didn't my parents and brother and sister-in-law eat it in the end?"

"But this year, my parents and my elder brother and sister-in-law raised two pigs each."

"As long as you don't get sick on the way and slaughter the pigs at the end of the year, next year's life will definitely be easier."

"In addition, the couples of chickens and ducklings you gave them to raise have grown up and started laying eggs."

"My mother was still telling me last night that she wanted to send me a few catties of eggs and duck eggs, but I didn't want them."

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "It's true that you can't ask for it. If there are so many, let them prepare all the food."

It is better to have everything than oneself. Although Jiang Ping'an can help them occasionally, it is only occasionally.

"That's how I persuaded my dad to prepare more food." Qin Jingru nodded and replied.

"By the way, my dad told me last night that he wanted to invite you to have dinner there at night."

"He said that you won't come back easily. Not long ago, the production team teamed up to hunt hares in the woods."

"He got one, and after drying it, he will eat it when you come back."

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "Okay, then you can cut another two catties of bacon and bring it over. You can't let your parents suffer."

"Ah? You still want to bring the meat over there? Can you not take it?" Qin Jingru's face changed, and he said reluctantly.

"You used to be so tight-handed, why are you so extravagant now? The days are numbered?"

Jiang Pingan glared at her, and said angrily:

"We were not together before, can I give you anything at will?"

"The situation has changed now, it's my family, so of course I'm willing to give it away."

"Don't be reluctant, and you don't give them often. It seems that you gave them something at the beginning of this year, right?"

Qin Jingru whispered: "When you go back to the countryside in March, don't you send a few pairs of chickens and ducks?"

"Such big chickens and ducks can lay eggs after a few months of raising them. Don't you give them away for nothing?"

"Although I hope my mother's family will have a better life."

"But I don't want them to have a better life because of my property."

"They all have hands and feet. If you want to live a good life, earn it yourself!"

Jiang Pingan was speechless. He used to worry that Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu would have the same virtues and take everything from home.

That's why I told her not to take things from her mother's house casually.

Now it seems that he was right, but his prediction was wrong.

Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu are indeed the same, they both get things from their own homes, but they only get things from their in-laws' homes, regardless of their mother's homes.

Putting Qin Jingru aside, it was definitely not because of poverty that Qin Huairu could not go back to her natal home for six or seven years.

It is estimated that after she married in the city, she never thought about going back to the countryside.

If she hadn't been able to survive last year, she would not have come back if she wanted to go home and get some sweet potatoes to fill the food gap.

To put it bluntly, the women of the Qin family seem to have turned their elbows outward.

Really complied with that sentence, the married daughter waved out of the water.

...

On the field path to Qinjia Village.

Qin Jingru pursed her small mouth, her face full of displeasure.

Although there were two big pieces of bacon at home, she kept them and cooked them for Jiang Ping'an when he returned home.

Now that Jiang Ping'an wanted to give it to her natal family, she felt uncomfortable.

"Tell me not to be generous, and I will be stingy when I co-operate. You have become generous." Qin Jingru said depressedly.

Jiang Pingan said with a smile: "Whose girl is this? Her small mouth can hang a soy sauce bottle."

"I don't care, this is the last time, don't be extravagant next time!" Qin Jingru gritted her teeth.

Jiang Pingan glanced at her sideways and asked, "What's wrong, what the masters said doesn't work anymore?"

"Oh! You're here again, I'm so mad!" Qin Jingru stomped her feet and said softly.

Then she leaned in front of Jiang Pingfa and whispered, "Father..."

Jiang Pingan laughed loudly, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, and I won't be so extravagant in the future."

Qin Jingru's face was so red that it was almost bloody, even if there were no outsiders at the moment, she would panic with embarrassment.

This is an agreement between her and Jiang Ping'an, and everything in the family is up to the old man.

There is only one thing, if she calls her father, Jiang Ping'an can consider listening to her opinion.

Qin Jingru heard Jiang Ping'an laughing, covered his face, and let out a moan, extremely shy.

"Well... I won't shout anymore, it's so shameful!" Qin Jingru said angrily.

Jiang Ping'an was overjoyed, and said with a smile, "Didn't you say the same when I came back last time?"

"Hey, it's not that you are cunning, you always play tricks on me in different ways." Qin Jingru said shyly.

Jiang Pingan leaned forward and murmured something in her ear.

Qin Jingru only listened to a few words, and then kept pooh-poohing.

"No, I won't let you get too far, hum..."

Jiang Pingan laughed and didn't say much at the moment. At night, he would naturally have a way to make her succumb.

When they came to Qin Jingru's natal home, her sister-in-law was chopping weeds for pigs.

Two children, one big and one small, are crawling and playing on the ground, their noses are not noses, and their eyes are not eyes.

Jiang Pingan put the things he had brought on the table, then took out a few fruit candies from his pocket and gave them to the two children.

Mrs. Qin said with a smile: "Ping'an is being polite, and you have made trouble with the two children..."

PS: Three chapters will be issued first with the addition of a monthly pass today, and if it is not enough, it will be made up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

In addition: Many of the manuscripts saved in the past few days cannot be used due to major revisions.

Therefore, the normal update time will be later, and the release will be postponed until the daytime. It will be fine after a while, and no further notice will be given.