Siheyuan: The Final Winner

  Chapter 5 Qin Huairu returns to her natal home and falls on the side of the road

  When you are busy, time always passes quickly.

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

  If it weren't for the snowflakes falling from the sky, Jiang Ping'an would still be immersed in the fun of looking for various trees.

  In just a few hours, in addition to finding more than 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 all just small saplings, it will take tens or hundreds of years to use them in the real world, but Jiang Pingan has space, so he is not afraid that they will not be used.

  It was snowing, and Jiang Ping'an glanced at the time before turning around and heading back home.

   "If it doesn't snow tomorrow, we can go hunting in the mountains earlier to see if we can hunt some hares and pheasants to raise." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

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

  Even if you have meat tickets in your 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.

  Besides, he also loves white noodles, so he exchanged meat tickets and cloth tickets with others every month, and he had to buy some at a high price, otherwise there would be not enough food.

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

   "You can't take it to the yard to make it, you have to make it in the country first, put it in the space backpack, and take some out secretly when you want to eat."

  Jiang Ping'an was heartbroken for a bite to eat.

  Everyone is short of food these days. When people are extremely hungry, they can do anything. Jiang Pingan cannot help being careless.

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

  After the food is available, the chickens he threw into the space have something to eat, so it's time to breed.

  Even if he has nothing to hunt 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 seeds, the planted peanuts and soybeans can also be squeezed into vegetable oil for consumption.

   "I 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.

  Jiang Ping'an walked down the mountain, 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, Jiang Pingan turned a corner and 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, had long braids, a scarf around her neck, and thick cotton-padded jacket and trousers, which made her look extra bloated.

  At this moment she didn't yell anymore, she just lay on her side in the ditch motionless, her mouth was hissing and gasping, 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 bowed and greeted loudly.

   This person is Qin Jingru's cousin, Qin Huairu, who lives in a courtyard with Jiang Ping'an in the city.

  The courtyard where they live is a three-entry house. It is said that it used to be a marquis's mansion, and the area is quite large.

  Qin Huairu lived in the middle courtyard, and Jiang Pingan lived in the front courtyard.

  The two of them are fellow villagers, but they don't have much contact with each other. They belong to nodding acquaintances, and they rarely talk.

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

  After Qin Huairu got married, because her mother-in-law was watching her, she didn't dare to talk too much to other men in the yard.

  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, and thought that his embarrassment had been seen by him, so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl down.

  But at this moment, there was a heart-rending pain in her ankle, and she was stuck in the ditch, unable to move, so she had to ask Jiang Ping'an for help.

  So she held back her embarrassment, blushed, and said, "It's just in time for me to come safely. I sprained my ankle and can't move. Can you help me up?"

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

  Jiang Pingan nodded, quickly put the hatchet and **** aside, and stepped forward to hug Qin Huairu.

   "Hiss... Ouch!" Qin Huairu had just been lifted up, and as soon as he exerted force on his feet, he sucked in the pain and fell into Jiang Ping'an's arms in an instant.

   "What's the matter?" Jiang Ping'an secretly smiled, but asked seriously.

  The two hugged each other, almost face to face, and they could feel the heat from each other's breath.

  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 go back to Qinjia Village first?" Jiang Ping'an tightened her waist, with a worried expression on his face.

  But I was thinking in my heart, this Qin Huairu is worthy of being a courtyard flower in a courtyard house, with a soft body, full of charm, and a bit of milky fragrance, at the age of twenty-five or six, it is the time for a woman to shine.

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

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

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

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

  Speaking of which, she still returned to her natal family once after her son Banggen was one month old, and now it has been six or seven years.

   I haven't come back for so many years, it is impossible for my natal family to have no complaints.

  Plus, she went back to her natal home this time because there was not enough food at home, and she planned to come over to see if she could carry some sweet potatoes and potatoes back. It would be even better if she had stick noodles or two-height noodles.

  If my parents and uncles saw me like this, I guess they would be ridiculed if I didn’t even mention the food.

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

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

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

   "Don't get me wrong, I am going back to my mother this time to visit my relatives. If my 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, wash off the mud on my body, and it will not be too late to go back to my mother's house cleanly."

  Jiang Ping'an saw her eyes gurgling and rolling, so he probably knew what she was thinking.

  Go back to your mother’s house with a basket on your back. At this age, you 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.

  A family of five, three adults and two children, where is enough food?

  But Jiang Pingan didn't 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.

  (end of this chapter)