Siheyuan: The Final Winner

Time always flies when you are busy.

In a blink of an eye, it was more than one o'clock in the afternoon.

If it weren't for the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Jiang Ping'an is still immersed in the fun of looking for various trees.

In just a few hours, in addition to finding a dozen kinds of fruit trees, he also found some trees suitable for making furniture.

Such as walnut, ash, elm, birch, oak, catalpa, ash, amurberry, etc.

Although they are just small saplings.

In the real world, it takes dozens or hundreds of years to use it.

But Jiang Ping'an had space, so he wasn't afraid that he wouldn't need it.

It was snowing, Jiang Ping'an glanced at the time, then turned around and went back home.

"If it doesn't snow tomorrow, we can go hunting in the mountains earlier." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

"See if we can raise some hares and pheasants."

He hasn't eaten meat for a long time, and even in the city these few years, supplies are in short supply.

Even if you have meat tickets in hand, you have to queue up early to buy them.

You have to wait even the night before, or you won't be able to buy it.

Although he wanted to eat meat, Jiang Pingan didn't want to work so hard to queue up.

Plus he loves white noodles.

Therefore, the meat tickets and cloth tickets are exchanged with others every month.

You have to pay a high price to buy some, otherwise there won't be enough to eat.

But it will be fine in the future, I have space, so I don't have to worry about eating.

"You can't eat meat every day blatantly, but secretly, so as not to make people jealous." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

"You can't take it to the yard to do it."

"It has to be prepared in the country first, put it in the space backpack, and then secretly take some out when you want to eat."

For a bite to eat, Jiang Ping'an was heartbroken.

Everyone is short of food these days.

When a person is extremely hungry, he can do anything, so Jiang Ping'an cannot help but be careless.

"It seems that after the grain in the space is harvested, we still have to be busy!"

After the food was available, the few chickens he threw into the space had something to eat, and it was time to breed.

Even if he doesn't get anything from hunting tomorrow, at least he will have chicken and eggs to eat in the future.

In the future, there will be no shortage of oil and water. In addition to saving the seeds, the grown peanuts and soybeans can also be squeezed into vegetable oil for consumption.

"I also need to make more staple foods, such as noodles, steamed buns, flower rolls, fried dough sticks, moshi, sesame cakes, dumplings, steamed buns, cold skin, wontons, twists, etc. You can make some and put them in the space."

The space backpack is in a vacuum state, no matter how long it is stored, there is no need to worry about deterioration.

It is very convenient to take it in and take it out.

While walking down the mountain, Jiang Ping'an was thinking about all kinds of delicacies, and his mouth was drooling.

As soon as I went down the mountain, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and then someone yelled "Ouch".

"Someone fell?" Jiang Pingan's heart moved, and he looked for the sound and left.

After walking a few steps and turning a bend, Jiang Ping'an saw a woman lying on her side in a muddy ditch not far away.

Looking at the figure, the woman should not be very old.

She was carrying a pannier, with long braids and a scarf around her neck.

Wearing a thick padded jacket and trousers, he looked extra bloated.

She was not screaming now.

He just lay on his side in the ditch motionless, hissing and gasping for air, it seemed that the fall was not light.

Jiang Pingan took a few steps, stepped forward to look, and found that he was an acquaintance.

"Ouch! Isn't this Sister Qin? Are you okay?" Jiang Ping'an bent down and greeted loudly.

This person is Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru's cousin.

The reason why they both have the surname Qin is that they are called cousins, not cousins.

It's because their respective fathers are only cousins ​​across the room, and the relationship is a little distant.

But their mothers are sisters, and their relationship is closer.

So I have been called by my mother's relationship since I was a child, so I was called cousin cousin.

In the city, Qin Huairu's husband's family lived in a large compound with Jiang Ping'an.

The courtyard they live in is a big courtyard. It is said that it used to be a marquis's mansion, and the area is quite large.

Qin Huai's mother-in-law lives in the middle courtyard, and Jiang Ping'an lives in the front courtyard.

The two of them seemed to be fellow villagers, but they didn't have much contact with each other. They belonged to nodding acquaintances, and they seldom talked.

Before Qin Huairu got married, Jiang Ping'an was studying.

After Qin Huairu got married, her mother-in-law was watching her.

He didn't dare to talk too much to other men in the courtyard.

Even if both of them knew that the other was a fellow villager, they would just smile and nod after meeting, which was regarded as a greeting.

Qin Huairu heard Jiang Ping'an's voice.

Thinking of his embarrassment being seen by him, he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get down.

But at this moment, there was a piercing pain in the ankle.

In addition, she was stuck in the ditch and couldn't move, so she had to ask Jiang Ping'an for help.

So she suppressed her embarrassment, blushed, and said:

"Ping'an came just in time. I sprained my ankle and can't move. Can you help me up?"

"Okay, I'll help you up now!"

Jiang Pingan nodded, quickly put the hatchet and hoe aside, and stepped forward to help Qin Huairu up.

"Hiss... Ouch!"

As soon as Qin Huairu was helped up, when her feet were exerted, she gasped in pain.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ping'an frowned, wondering.

Qin Huairu's charming face was flushed red, she grinned, and whispered back: "I sprained my ankle, I can't use my strength!"

"Then what should I do? Should I go to the commune to invite a doctor? Or should I carry you back to Qin's Village first?" Jiang Ping'an asked.

At the same time, he secretly looked at Qin Huairu a few times.

This Qin Huairu is indeed a courtyard flower in a courtyard house, with a charming appearance and a full figure.

At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, it is the time when a woman shines in style.

In addition, she has a charming heart, every move, every frown and smile exudes a charming charm, which is really charming.

Especially her seductive eyes, with tears in between frowning at the moment, made people feel pity.

Qin Huairu heard Jiang Ping'an's inquiry, thought about it, and felt that going to the commune to find a doctor would cost money and waste time.

If she was going back to Qin's Village, she would be ashamed and thrown home in such a mess right now.

Speaking of it, she still returned to her mother's house once after her son was a full moon, and now it has been six or seven years.

After so many years of not coming back, it is impossible for the natal family to have no complaints.

In addition, she returned to her natal family this time because the family did not have enough food.

I plan to come over to see if I can carry some sweet potatoes and potatoes back.

It would be even better if there are stick noodles or two-sided noodles.

If I let my parents and uncles see myself like this.

It is estimated that if the food is not available, there will be a good meal of ridicule.

They are all shallow-sighted, Qin Huairu knows it all too well.

When she came back to her senses, she secretly glanced at Jiang Ping'an who was hugging her, and discussed:

"Ping An, how about you take me to your house to rest for a while?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm here to visit my mother this time."

"If my natal family sees me in such a mess, my sister will lose all face."

"When I go to your house, rest for a while."

"When the pain in my feet is gone, I'll wash off the mud on my body, and it won't be too late to go back to my mother's house cleanly."

When Jiang Pingan saw her eyeballs gurgling and rolling, he probably knew what she was thinking.

Back to her mother's house with a backpack on her back, at this age, she can't do anything else except eat.

In her family, only her husband, Jia Dongxu, has an urban household registration, and his monthly food quota is only about 30 catties.

There is enough food for a family of five, three adults and two children?

However, Jiang Pingan did not expose him, and nodded with a smile, carrying her on his back.

Then he took his hatchet and hoe, talked and laughed with Qin Huairu and went home.