Siheyuan: The final winner

It is indescribably comfortable for the guests to set up a Longmen array while drinking tea.

After Jiang Pingan drank it a few times, he felt that it tasted good, so he also brought it to treat guests.

He won't take out tea that is too good, it's not because he doesn't want to part with it, but because it's too ostentatious.

The old shade tea used for hospitality is not of high grade in this year, but it is not low either.

Besides that, there are fifteen-cent packs of Big Rooster cigarettes.

Jiang Ping'an forgot who gave it to him, there were several, so he also dismantled and distributed them several times.

"Ping An, don't be so busy, come and sit down!" Liang Laosan shouted loudly.

"You're too polite. If you do this again, we won't dare to come and play with you." Someone echoed.

"Ping An, don't be busy. Whoever wants to drink tea pours it by himself. It's not that you don't have long hands. How can you let a cadre serve others?"

"..."

Everyone was chattering, all smiling and speaking kind words.

But Jiang Ping'an treated them so warmly, but he also had face.

It's not surprising that many people are polite, Jiang Ping'an said with a smile to everyone:

"What is a cadre? They are public servants of the people, and they serve the masses!"

"Good! After all, Ping An is a cadre, and his consciousness is high!" Someone applauded and praised.

Others also applauded one after another, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.

Jiang Pingan took a glance, good guy, three No. 40 people came one after another in front of his house.

Men and women, young and old, sitting or standing, drinking tea, smoking, chatting, very lively.

Qin Jingru on the side also smiled, serving tea and water, and greeting the guests.

As soon as my man came back, the folks came to join in the fun. This is fame and the foundation of the masses.

After a while of commotion, Jiang Ping'an walked to the chair next to Liang Laosan and sat down.

"Ping An, you are a cadre, tell everyone, when will this day be the end?"

Someone asked loudly, which is what everyone wants to know.

It's not that the masses don't work hard, it's that they are working hard now, and life is difficult.

It's a feeling of being out of sight at a glance, which makes people desperate.

Liang Laosan also echoed: "Ping An, just talk about it, you have to give people some hope, don't you?"

Jiang Pingan smiled, and pondered: "Tomorrow and the next year, life will be easier."

"What about this year?" Liang Laosan frowned.

Jiang Pingan sighed, and said, "It's already halfway through this year, and everyone knows what year it is now."

"Before winter, try to store more food. There is no harm in preparing more food!"

"Ping An told us the truth." Someone said.

Jiang Ping'an looked for his reputation, and it turned out that he was the deputy captain of the Qinjia Village production team.

I only heard him say: "Last year we thought that life would be easier, and we could eat a little bit of food."

"By the end of the year, every household will have to live on relief food!"

"Be more diligent this year, and plant potatoes and corn on those hillside open spaces."

"No matter what the harvest is, there will always be."

"After the food is recovered, don't waste it, and store the excess in the cellar."

"Don't dislike those who have sweet potatoes. When you're really hungry, it's a good thing. You're really hungry!"

"What kind of yam, taro, etc., as long as they can be eaten, they will be brought home."

"To put it bluntly, we are robbing God for jobs. If you want to survive, don't be lazy."

Although it is now a collective production and management, the production team still has control over the group's land.

Small-scale adjustments can be made to the group's land according to population growth and distribution.

In terms of group size, each production team is divided into three to five groups according to the voluntary principle of farmers.

The grain production areas with relatively high population density are about five to eight households, that is, two to thirty people.

Jiang Pingan nodded with a smile and said, "That's reasonable, the living can't be suffocated to death by urine."

"Compared to other provinces, life in our capital city is actually much better."

"Everyone can't just wait for the relief food. It's serious to think of ways."

Liang Laosan nodded and said: "Indeed, relying on mountains and mountains, relying on everyone to run, only oneself is the most reliable."

"We don't want to be hungry this year, we can't look up to God, and we can't look up to our superiors. We have to work hard ourselves."

This is the bad thing about collective management.

The standard working day is eight hours of ordinary labor a day, and the work and rest time is determined by the production team according to the season.

After eight hours, everyone doesn't care about anything.

Within eight hours, many people were just dawdling.

It is a day to be able to mix one day, and the work points are taken accordingly.

At first everyone was very enthusiastic.

But with the passage of time, that kind of laziness has been learned.

That's it, it's no wonder you're not hungry.

……

After ten o'clock, people dispersed one after another.

After Jiang Ping'an and Qin Jingru took a shower, they returned to the bedroom to toss about.

The wind stopped and the clouds stopped.

"Ping An, these difficult days, will they really not get better in the next year?" Qin Jingru asked curiously.

Jiang Ping'an lit a cigarette, took a look at her, and asked:

"When you were good years ago, how was everyone's life?"

"Uh..." Qin Jingru was immediately stopped by the question.

In the past, when the age was good, everyone's life seemed to be difficult!

"I figured it out, life in the countryside is hard, I still have to go to the city!"

Qin Jingru suddenly came back to his senses, not forgetting his original intention, and firm in his will.

Jiang Pingan laughed, rubbed her hair and said:

"Why are you reacting so strongly? I won't let you go hungry!"

"Don't worry, no matter how hard the day is, I can still make you eat and drink spicy food."

Qin Jingru smiled happily, nudged in his arms, and said happily:

"It's great, I found a good man in my life!"

Jiang Pingan smiled and asked, "Do you want to live in the city now?"

"I want to, but I'm not in a hurry now. I want to go to school and learn more knowledge." Qin Jingru nodded and replied.

"You've helped me so much, no matter what I do, I can't live up to it, right?"

"Now I don't worry about my job, and I don't worry about the quota for entering the city. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?"

"So, even if studying is a headache, to me, it's still a trivial matter."

Chapter 245 Interesting Things Between Husband and Wife

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, he doesn't need to worry too much in the harmonious environment of future generations.

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.