Siheyuan: The Final Winner

Jiang Ping'an has never met Lou Xiao'e's father, Lou Guangcheng.

But he can be called Lou Bancheng, whether it is connections or abilities, he should not be bad.

It's just a shallow conversation. Although he has a close relationship with Lou Xiao'e, he can't trust Lou Guangcheng.

Capital is profit-seeking, and even more bloody.

Jiang Ping'an believed that since Lou Guangcheng had achieved such an achievement, his butt would definitely not be clean.

So Jiang Ping'an is not in a hurry to remind about the strong wind five or six years later.

When I have a chance in the future, after I get acquainted with Lou Guangcheng, I will investigate in many ways and make further calculations.

After the two were silent for a while, Jiang Pingan changed the topic and said:

"Don't drink Xu Damao's wine in the future, if he drinks like this again, he might not live long."

"I recently learned a technique that can quickly stun people without any sequelae."

"In the future, when I come to you, I will faint him, and we can still fly happily."

Lou Xiaoe pouted and said, "I don't want to sleep with him now, let alone let him touch me."

"So only if you get him drunk, you won't feel hairy and disgusted."

"I'm your woman now, you don't want your woman to sleep with other men, do you?"

"Uh, well, then you continue to make him drunk." Jiang Ping'an said quickly.

Lou Xiaoe raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't persuade me anymore?"

"No more!" Jiang Ping'an said.

Lou Xiaoe pursed her lips and said, "You men are all the same!"

"Why is it related to philosophy again?" Jiang Ping'an's head was black.

Lou Xiao'e grinned and said, "I'm afraid that if you marry a daughter-in-law, you will dislike me."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't abandon me, I will be with you forever." Jiang Ping'an promised.

Lou Xiao'e looked up at him and said seriously, "Really? Didn't you lie to me?"

"It's more real than real gold, so just put your mind to it!" Jiang Ping'an said solemnly.

Lou Xiaoe nodded and reminded: "Okay, I have some strength again, come up!"

Jiang Pingan: "..."

...

early morning.

Jiang Ping'an was washing up, and Xu Damao came out of the backyard pushing his bicycle.

"Jiang Pingan, I'll go to the factory to pick up the projection equipment first, come here quickly and wait for me at the factory gate."

Today is the day when the two agreed to go to the countryside together.

Jiang Pingan nodded and replied, "Okay, then hurry up, don't make me wait too long."

"Don't worry, I prepared the equipment yesterday, take it and leave without delay." Xu Damao nodded.

After speaking, he pushed the cart and left.

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai came over and asked, "Ping An, are you going to the countryside again?"

"Yes, the director is in a hurry. If I don't go to the countryside, he will scold my ancestors for eighteen generations." Jiang Pingan laughed.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "Go to the countryside and bring more food, don't starve."

"Thank you, sir, I'm not hungry." Jiang Ping'an replied.

Yi Zhonghai nodded and went to work.

After returning home and getting ready, Jiang Ping'an pushed his bicycle out.

As soon as he arrived at the courtyard, he ran into Yan Jiedi who was going to school.

This girl is still young and thin-skinned. What the third mother did last time made her feel ashamed.

So when I saw Jiang Ping'an recently, my face flushed with embarrassment, I was at a loss, and I didn't even dare to look at him.

Jiang Pingan didn't want to waste this free labor, so he smiled and said kindly:

"Xie Di, I'm going to the countryside again today, help me keep an eye on my house."

"If you're free, help me clean up, too, okay?"

Yan Jiedi saw that Jiang Ping'an took the initiative to talk to her, her face was happy, she nodded excitedly and said:

"Brother Ping An, I will help you take care of your home and keep the hygiene clean!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you down if I say anything this time!"

Jiang Ping'an said with encouragement in his eyes: "It's very kind of Xie Di, I believe you can do well!"

"Yeah!" Yan Jiedi nodded fiercely, biting her lips tightly, tears of emotion swirling.

After waving goodbye, Jiang Pingan rode to the rolling mill.

It took a while to pack up, so when he arrived at the gate of the factory, Xu Damao was waiting for him.

Xu Damao pursed his lips and didn't talk nonsense. After the two met, they went straight to the Red Star Commune.

It has been sunny for several consecutive days, but the road is dry and easy to walk.

The two of them drove fast all the way, and when they were about to reach the Red Star Commune, Jiang Ping'an asked loudly:

"Xu Damao, which venue are you showing the movie at this time?"

Xu Damao stopped his bicycle, took out a cigarette from his pocket, gave Jiang Pingan one, and lit one himself.

He took a sip, and then replied: "I don't know, I have to listen to the arrangement of the commune leaders."

After a pause, he asked in a low voice, "Do you think I can get good things when I go to your commune to show a movie this time?"

"It's hard to say!" Jiang Pingan exhaled smoke, thought for a while, and said:

"Although the relief food has come down now, life is still difficult."

"If you want some mushrooms, garlic or something, you should be able to get it."

"But if you want a rooster, a hen, or even an egg, the chances of getting one are extremely slim."

Xu Damao frowned and said, "Isn't your commune quite rich? Are you so down and out now?"

"Oh! It's the same everywhere now, not just our commune." Jiang Pingan said with a pursed mouth.

"Besides, you have been running to the Red Star Commune in recent years, don't you know the situation?"

Xu Damao thought for a while, nodded and said:

"That's true. Everyone is poor now. Hey, I hope I have better luck this time."

"It's not good, it will be almost the same in a few years!" Jiang Pingan threw away the cigarette and ran away on his bike.

Xu Damao looked around in a daze, and murmured to himself:

"In a few years? When will it be in a few years?"

When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly followed.

Liangjia Village.

Jiang Ping'an was pushing his bicycle alone on the branch road. Xu Damao was going to the commune, so naturally he wouldn't follow.

The road is a bit difficult to walk, full of potholes, the road surface is soft, and there are muddy places in many places.

Jiang Pingan found a place to carry people, and first packed twenty catties of stick noodles in a cloth bag.

This time the stick noodles are no longer that rough.

It's the more delicate stick noodles processed in space, so you don't have to worry too much about eating them in the countryside.

Afterwards, he took two more small cloth bags, each containing five catties of flour and five catties of rice.

These grains, together with those stored in the countryside, even if the two sisters, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru, save a little, they will be enough for a month.

In addition to the staple food, Jiang Ping'an found a very big bag and put a lot of things in it.

Including sweet potatoes, potatoes, white radishes, Chinese cabbage, carrots, spinach, bean sprouts, cauliflower, and celery, all of which are in season.

I took some of each, half a pocket in all.

The food and vegetables were all there, and Jiang Pingan used the clay pots he bought earlier to fill them with lard, soy sauce, vinegar, and white wine.

A can of everything was put in a basket with the staple food, and it was covered with a bag.

As for the bag of vegetables, put them in another basket.

Fortunately, he is a buyer, and he has no shortage of pockets, big and small. He picked up some more at the factory yesterday.

Of course, these pockets have to be returned after use, and they are all public property.

Get things ready and move on.

Looking at his own house, Jiang Pingan could see Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru in the yard from a distance.

"Qin Huairu really lived at my house?" Jiang Pingan thought.