Siheyuan: The Final Winner

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it is the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month.

This day is not only Sunday, but also Beixiao New Year. People sweep the dust, eat dumplings, and buy new year's goods.

Prepare to have a clean and happy new year, which means that there should be a new look in the new year.

According to folk tradition, the small year is the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month.

In most parts of the south, the tradition of celebrating the new year on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month is still maintained.

In the north, there used to be twenty-four small years, but it started from the Yongzheng period.

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, the emperor's family held a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven.

In order to "save money", I also worshiped the Stove Lord by the way.

Therefore, the people in the northern region also celebrate the new year on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month one day in advance.

In the early morning, everyone in the courtyard got up early to clean up inside and out.

Jiang Ping'an's house was usually kept clean, so there was no need to clean it, but he didn't sleep in late.

After dressing neatly, he pushed his bicycle out, planning to go to the countryside to bring Qin Jingru to the city today.

When they arrived in the courtyard, He Yushui ran over from the middle courtyard and asked, "Brother Ping An, do you need a big cleaning in your house?"

"No, just clean your room after the rain." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

He Yushui nodded, glanced at him a few times, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to pick up Miss Jingru?"

"Yes, if you don't pick it up, it will be the Chinese New Year." Jiang Pingan nodded.

While talking, Yan Bugui, who was repairing flower branches opposite, said in surprise:

"Director Jiang, are you going to take your partner to the courtyard for the New Year? Shall we hold a welcome ceremony?"

"Haha, don't be so troublesome, lest you scare her." Jiang Ping'an laughed.

At this time, Aunt Yi came out of the middle courtyard with a bundle in her hand, followed by He Yuzhu carrying the deaf old lady on her back.

"Aunt Yi, what are you..." Jiang Ping'an asked.

He Yuzhu answered, "Go visit Uncle Yi and give him some money and clothes."

Jiang Pingan nodded, took ten yuan from his pocket, handed it to Aunt Yi and said:

"Count me in, it's more or less my heart."

"I'm going to pick up my partner today, or I'll go in person."

Aunt Yi was jealous, hesitated, and took the money anyway.

Seeing the truth in adversity, the more difficult it is, the more it can reflect the distance between people.

"Thank you, I don't even know what to say." Aunt Yi choked up.

"You don't need to go in person, the target is important. If your uncle knows that your target is coming to the courtyard, he will be happy."

Jiang Pingan sighed softly and said, "Don't be sad, Aunt Yi, I've already asked someone about it."

"I heard that Uncle Yi is doing very well. Labor reform is also technical work, and it's not too difficult."

"You send him a message, asking him to continue to behave well, persevere, and there is a great chance that his sentence will be reduced."

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All three of Aunt Yi's eyes lit up, and the deaf old lady said happily: "It's safe, what you said is true?"

"Hehe, of course it's true. You'll know after you go to see Uncle Yi." Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

He Yuzhu asked curiously: "In a situation like Uncle Yi, how many years can the reduction be at most?"

Before Jiang Pingan could reply, he saw Xu Damao running in from outside the courtyard with a newspaper in his hand.

After seeing Jiang Ping'an, he stepped forward with a happy face, unfolded the newspaper and shouted:

"Director Jiang, it's amazing, it's amazing! Good guy! Excellent party member and advanced worker!"

"By the way, you are too calm, right? There is no news about such a big event!"

Jiang Pingan smiled and said nothing, Yan Bugui stepped forward and asked curiously:

"Da Mao, what outstanding party members and advanced workers?"

"Honorary title! Don't say you don't know this." Xu Damao replied.

"It's great to get one of these two titles, and he won two at once!"

"That's not all, look at the excerpts of Director Jiang's award report, tsk tsk..."

Yan Bugui took the newspaper and looked at it, his face was full of shock, and he said in surprise:

"Oh my God! There are really talented people in our yard! Director Jiang, congratulations!"

"For such a big event, I think we should celebrate it, what do you think?"

Jiang Ping'an said, "Farewell, there will be a staff meeting in the factory tomorrow, and we have to distinguish between priorities."

"Yes, yes, it's not too late for us to celebrate after the meeting in the factory." Yan Bugui nodded repeatedly.

Then everyone else congratulated Jiang Ping'an, and after a while, everyone in the courtyard knew about it.

These days, people attach great importance to honor.

Not to mention this kind of national personal honorary title.

Even getting advanced individuals in the factory can make people happy for a long time.

I didn't see that what Yi Zhonghai had been thinking about before was to get advanced at least once before retiring?

And Jiang Ping'an won two honorary titles, as his neighbors, they all feel honored.

Even if you brag to others, it's quite a face-to-face thing, and you'll have a good face when you say it.

Seeing that everyone was surrounding him, Jiang Pingan said happily:

"Don't surround yourself. After the meeting in the factory is over, we will celebrate privately in the yard."

"I still have something to do today. Let's talk about it when I have something to say. Let's all be busy!"

...

Jiang Ping'an won the honor, and the people in the courtyard were even more excited and happy than him.

Of course, Jiang Ping'an was also happy, but the peak of excitement had passed.

It took a lot of effort to come out of the yard.

Jiang Pingan didn't delay any longer, and rode his bicycle to the countryside at lightning speed.

Today is a beautiful day and the sun is shining.

When I arrived at Liangjia Village, I saw chimney smoke surrounded by birds standing everywhere.

Compared with the cold fire and autumn smoke at this time last year, the life of the folks this year is indeed much better.

Firstly, the disaster situation is gradually getting out of the way, and secondly, the villagers are well prepared this year, and they have stockpiled winter grain early.

Although it is not possible to eat and drink, but at the end of the year, you can still eat a few full meals.

After arriving home.

I saw Qin Jingru and her sister-in-law cleaning up the dust at home, very busy.

Both of them were wearing shabby clothes and covered their hair with cloth, but there was a lot of dust on their faces.

"Ping An came so early? Take a break first, we'll be done soon." Qin Jingru said with a smile.

After Jiang Ping'an parked his bicycle, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's still early, you can go back before dark."

Qin Huairu returned to her natal home on the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Jiang Ping'an brought Qin Jingru a letter saying that she would take her into the city.

So Qin Jingru also knew that Jiang Ping'an was here to pick her up.

"I thought you'd come to pick me up on New Year's Eve, hehe..." Qin Jingru smiled.

Jiang Pingan smiled and asked, "How much food do you have at home? Take it to your house later!"

"Farewell to Ping An, it's easy to put the food there, we'll eat it when you come back." Aunt Qin said quickly.

Jiang Pingan shook his head and smiled, "We have no shortage of food."

"Besides, Jingru will come to the city with me this time, and it may take a year to come back."

"These grains should be given in advance as a New Year's gift..."