Siheyuan: The final winner

"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 muttered: "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.

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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 smiled and said, "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 Ping'an leaned forward and whispered 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..."

2Chapter 16 Jia Dongxu fainted in workshop

The fields are full of emerald green.

The villagers went to work, bending over and working unhurriedly in the fields.

Jiang Ping'an and Qin Jingru were walking on the path in the field, and they stopped laughing and playing.

Looking up, the sweet potato vines in the field are small and dying, not to mention the potatoes, a large area is withered.

There are also those half-person tall corns, all of which are raised up, looking like they are dying, which makes people anxious.

In the paddy fields, the fields are dry and the seedlings are all yellow. Even if there is a harvest, a reduction in production is inevitable.

"There were still a few drops of rain last month, but it was very small." Qin Jingru sighed.

"If it weren't for the release of water from the Red Star Commune reservoir, each production team could irrigate for two hours a day, and these crops would have died a long time ago."

"That's it, but it can only be close to the rice and the crops next to the ditches."

"If you are far away from the ditch, there is no way to do it. There will always be a time when manpower is exhausted."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and asked, "Is there still much water stored in the commune reservoir?"

"It's not much, it's already dropped by two-thirds, and we can only manage it for another month at most." Qin Jingru shook his head.

"Except for the little water accumulated in the weir ponds of the reservoirs, most of the wells are also going to dry up."

"Didn't the well in front of our house drop several meters? If this continues, people will have no water to eat."

Jiang Pingan pondered: "Don't worry, summer is a rainy season, and it will rain anyway."

He once watched a TV and remembered that the rainfall in Beijing this year was above the average line.

The only worry is that the rainfall period is not uniform enough to affect crop growth.

"I hope, if it rains within this month, some of these crops can be saved." Qin Jingru sighed.

"By the way, do you want to go to the production team and say hello to someone?"

Jiang Pingan shook his head and said, "Farewell, we are dressed neatly, standing among a group of farmers working in the fields, we are too conspicuous."

"Okay, why don't we go back now? The sun is shining brightly, and it's very sunny." Qin Jingru discussed.

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "Let's go, there's nothing to see, the more you look at it, the sadder it gets."

"That's right, so I seldom come to see it, otherwise I will think of the hard work of farming in the past, which is quite bitter." Qin Jingru laughed.

While the two were walking in the fields.

Rolling mill, third production hall.

Jia Dongxu, who was processing parts in front of the workbench, suddenly went dark and fell backwards in a daze.

"Boom!" Jia Dongxu hit the hard ground and remained motionless.

"Oh, Jia Dongxu! You're still alive!"

"Team leader, come quickly, Jia Dongxu has fainted!"

"Come on, someone, something happened to Jia Dongxu!"

The worker at the next station shouted loudly.

Soon, people from the workshop surrounded him one after another.

The production line leader stepped forward and shouted: "Don't surround yourself!"

"Old Zhou, you go to the infirmary and ask Dr. Huang to come over and have a look, hurry up."

"Old Liang, hurry up and tell Director Feng to come over, he should be in the office right now."

After all, the rolling mill is a big factory, and accidents are not uncommon, and they will not mess up if they happen.

It's better here, like the SJS steel plant, accidents happen every now and then, and there are death and accident indicators every year in the factory.

After all, a lot of equipment is underdeveloped and old these days, so accidents are inevitable no matter how careful they are.

The production team leader calmly ordered the workers to make various preparations.

After a while, Director Feng and Yi Zhonghai were invited over.

"What's going on? Another accident?" Director Feng stepped forward and asked urgently.

The team leader shook his head and said, "There was no accident. I heard from the workers that Jia Dongxu fainted."

Director Feng frowned, stepped forward and reached out to probe Jia Dongxu's nostrils.

Still breathing slightly, fortunately, the person is not dead!

"Did the doctor call?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

Recently, he just saw that something was wrong with Jia Dongxu, so he kept watching closely.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went to Director Feng to talk about something, he turned around and Jia Dongxu collapsed.

"I shouted, the people from the infirmary should come over soon." Someone replied loudly.

Director Feng straightened up, waved and said, "Don't surround yourself, it's time to go to work!"

Everyone dispersed, leaving Director Feng, Yi Zhonghai and the production team leader here.

"Master Yi, if Jia Dongxu is really sick, you can take the team to the hospital later," Director Feng ordered.

"After get off work, I will also go to condolences on behalf of the factory."

Yi Zhonghai is Jia Dongxu's master, so he deserves his hug.

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said, "Okay, wait for the people from the infirmary to come and have a look."

At this moment, Jia Dongxu's face turned blue and his breathing was weak.

Everyone didn't know what was going on with him, and they didn't dare to move, for fear of causing secondary harm.

While speaking, Director Huang from the infirmary trotted over with a doctor and several nurses.

"Director Huang, take a quick look, Jia Dongxu is probably suffering from an emergency." Director Feng said hastily.

Director Huang nodded, squatted down, and took Jia Dongxu's wrist to feel his pulse.

Doctors these days are not bad at medical skills. They learn both Chinese and Western medicine, as long as they can cure diseases.

After a while, after a careful inspection, Director Huang got up and said in words that everyone could understand:

"Mentally exhausted, malnourished, excessive sexual intercourse, severe physical deficit..."

"Whether the problem is big or small, send it to Hongxing Hospital for a detailed examination!"

When they came, they were carrying a stretcher.

So Director Feng quickly called two strong laborers to put Jia Dongxu on the stretcher.

Yi Zhonghai led the team to the Red Star Hospital.

Director Feng said: "Come with me, go to the trolley class to dispatch a car urgently, and take you to the hospital."

Although Director Huang said that Jia Dongxu's illness was not serious, he still didn't dare to be careless and took the lead to go to the trolley class.

Forging workshop.

"Dad, something happened to Jia Dongxu!"

Liu Guangqi had just gone to the bathroom and saw Jia Dongxu being carried away, so he told his father when he came back.

Liu Haizhong's spirit was shaken, and he asked curiously, "Dead or disabled?"