Siheyuan: The final winner

Siheyuan: The Final Winner Author: Prime Minister Cao

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Jiang Ping'an returned to the era of scarcity and lived in a courtyard full of animals. How should he survive?

As neighbors with Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu, and in the same village as Liang Ladi, what story will happen between them?

Author's custom tag Black Belly Rebirth

Chapter 1 Young Girl Qin Jingru

One nine 1960 winter.

Beijing suburbs, Red Star Commune, Liangjia Village.

In the early morning, the cold wind whistled and it was icy to the bone.

In the bed, Jiang Ping'an woke up slowly, feeling cold and hungry.

I don't want to get out of bed, but I feel uncomfortable after urinating.

When he was hesitating, a pretty figure appeared outside the window.

Jiang Ping'an took a closer look and saw that it was a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl with a sweet appearance.

She was wearing a pink padded jacket, with a short double ponytail hairstyle, an oval face, delicate facial features, big eyes, pursed lips, a face full of collagen, and she was full of girlishness.

Now she was blinking her big clear eyes and looking in.

"Brother Ping An, haven't you got up yet?" The girl asked in a soft voice with a smile on her lips.

Jiang Ping'an glanced at it, sat up, wrapped himself in the quilt, nodded and smiled:

"I said who was this early in the morning, it turned out to be sister Jingru, but you got up early, is there something wrong?"

This girl's name is Qin Jingru, and she is from the Qinjia Village next door. The two families are separated by a small river ditch. Although they are not from the same village, they are also serious neighbors.

"It's alright, I heard the uncle said that you came back last night, so I came to see." Qin Jingru shook her head and smiled.

After a moment of hesitation, she said again: "Are you getting up now? If you want to get up, I'll go to the kitchen to help you boil the washing water."

This girl is diligent, and Jiang Ping'an is not polite, nodding and smiling: "Then thank you sister Jingru!"

"Hey, you're welcome, our villagers should help each other." Qin Jingru smiled sweetly, turned around and left.

Jiang Ping'an hurriedly shouted: "Jingru wait, the kitchen outside is locked, I will give you the key."

Qin Jingru heard the sound, stopped and turned around.

Seeing Jiang Ping'an get up and get out of bed, shirtless and wearing only big pants, shivering from the cold, he took a bunch of keys from the table next to him, walked to the window and handed them over.

Qin Jingru silently took the key, but his eyes were looking at Jiang Ping'an.

I saw him with a handsome appearance, a face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and strong stature, well-proportioned muscles, and strong leg hair, especially that...

Seeing that Qin Jingru's eyes were straight.

She was stunned for a moment, her face flushed red, she stretched out her jade-green fingers, tapped Jiang Ping'an's waist, and whispered, "Brother Ping An, you..."

Jiang Ping'an looked down, laughed dumbly, raised his head to reveal his white teeth, and replied with a smile:

"Uh...I was in a hurry to get you the key, so I didn't pay attention."

Qin Jingru's shy face flushed red, he spat lightly, pursed his lips and cursed, turned around and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Ping'an laughed, and after regaining his senses, he hurriedly put on all kinds of clothes on the bedside cabinet.

Newly bought cotton-padded clothes, cotton-padded trousers, and padded shoes. When I went out, I also put on a well-made dog leather hat, and trotted to the toilet.

It has been five years since he was reborn, and he has long been accustomed to the life of this era.

This is an era of extreme scarcity.

It's not enough if you have money in your hand, you have to have tickets, and you need tickets to buy anything.

Food stamps, cloth stamps, cotton stamps, meat stamps, salt stamps, oil stamps, coal stamps, cigarette stamps, matches, soap stamps, fish stamps, tofu stamps...

There are various types of tickets and various names, covering almost all aspects of people's daily life.

Among them, the food stamp is the big brother, and the cloth stamp is the big sister.

You cannot live without these tickets.

However, farmers are self-sufficient because they are self-sufficient, so they do not issue food stamps and meat stamps, but only issue stamps.

If the cadres of the production team and brigade go to the commune to eat, they will bring rice with them, and use rice for rice.

If you go to the county or other places for a meeting or a business trip, you can take the grain to the commune grain station for grain stamps.

Jiang Ping'an was originally a rural householder, his parents died, and there were no other relatives at home.

After graduating from technical secondary school, he was assigned to the logistics department of a large rolling mill in the city as a buyer.

After the technical secondary school students become regulars, they receive the salary of clerks at level 25 and level 7, which is 37 yuan per month, and their household registration has also been converted to an urban household registration.

After several years of hard work by Jiang Ping'an, he is now an administrative level 22 and a 4th level clerk.

The monthly salary is 56 yuan, which is the same as the salary of college students after they become regulars.

The house he lives in now was rebuilt and expanded on the original site of his hometown last year after he saved the money.

There are five main rooms, two side rooms, and a small courtyard in front of the house, which is spacious and bright.

Because he is a buyer, he is specially responsible for purchasing the ingredients needed by the canteen leaders to entertain guests, so he goes to the countryside two or three times a month.

After the family's house was rebuilt, it was much more convenient. Every time I went to the countryside, I didn't have to go to someone else's house to settle down.

In addition, he works in the city, and the street has allocated two rooms for him, which add up to about 70 square meters.

All in all, with his current job and family conditions, he can be considered a young man with a lot of money.

Although the lack of various materials in recent years, it is normal to not have enough to eat, but Jiang Ping'an has never been hungry.

Of course, it's just that I've never been hungry, so don't even think about eating something that's too good.

Jiang Ping'an is also at peace with the situation. Compared with many people who are waiting to eat relief food to survive, his life is very rich.

When he came out of the toilet and came to the kitchen, Qin Jingru had already helped him pour the wash water into the foreign porcelain basin, and even squeezed the toothpaste.

"You are good, and I don't know which bastard will be cheaper in the future!"

Jiang Ping'an looked at the pretty Qin Jingru, smiled and praised, then began to wash his face and brush his teeth.

"I want to take advantage of you, but you don't want it." Qin Jingru pouted, her eyes wandering, her face full of melancholy.

In the countryside, a [-]- or [-]-year-old girl like her is so beautiful that many matchmakers have come to her door for a long time.

But since Qin Jingru's cousin Qin Huairu married in the city, she wanted to marry in the city in her dreams, and she didn't want to stay in the countryside to dig soil for the rest of her life.

No matter how handsome the countryman is and how good the conditions are, she doesn't think about it.

In Qin Jingru's mind, Jiang Ping'an is her best husband.

Jiang Ping'an is not only handsome, well-informed, kind, and well-received, but also has a town hukou.

With a job, a high income, and a house in both the city and the countryside, it's hard to find a lantern under such conditions.

Jiang Ping'an bent over, washed his face, threw the towel into the washbasin, straightened up, and said with a smile:

"You are a little younger. If you are a year or two later, when you are full, if I haven't married a wife yet, then we can think about it."

He didn't lie, this Qin Jingru has the temperament of marrying a chicken and a chicken, marrying a dog and a dog. She is beautiful and very diligent, and she is a good woman who lives her life.

Qin Jingru's eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Really?"

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said with a smile: "Of course it's true, but we're just talking about it privately now. You can't make it public, especially if you don't let your cousin know."

"If you dare to show off with a big mouth, then this matter will be automatically voided."

Qin Jingru nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, full of surprises, widened her eyes, and gritted her teeth:

"I know, I know, my cousin has a lot of heart and loves to take advantage of others. I will keep my mouth shut and not cause you trouble!"

Jiang Ping'an smiled and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"No, now every household doesn't have much food in storage, and they are all eagerly waiting for the relief food from the commune to come down."

"Our family has been eating polenta at noon for more than ten consecutive days every day, and the clear soup is short of water, and we can't drink enough, so we can only barely hang ourselves."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "Then I'll treat you to a full meal today!"

"There are dozens of catties of cornmeal noodles in the rice tank in my kitchen. How about you make some wowatou, and let's eat it with kimchi?"

"Really!" Qin Jingru looked surprised, after thinking about it, she restrained her smile and shook her head:

"Forget it. If we eat and drink a lot, and we don't want to eat the next meal, you will starve in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Ping'an nodded secretly.

Apart from having no opinion and soft ears, Qin Jingru has many bright spots.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, took her hand, came to the rice tank, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry. These noodles were rewarded by the leader. You can eat them."

In recent years, he has not been a buyer for nothing. Although it is difficult to eat meat, it is still possible to eat white noodles.

As for this stick noodles, only after he first came to this era, he ate a meal, and he never ate it again.

Chapter 2 Farm Space Activation

Qin Jingru lifted the lid of the rice jar, and saw that there was indeed a small half-cylinder of stick noodles in the jar, and was elated.

She hadn't eaten enough for a long time.

At this moment, I was thinking of being able to eat a full meal, and when I saw these stick noodles, my eyes lit up and my mouth drooled.

"Don't look at it, go and steam a big pot of wowotou!" Jiang Ping'an urged.

"Hey!" Qin Jingru came back to her senses, replied, and got busy with her work in an orderly manner.

"There really needs to be a woman in this family to have the smell of fireworks."

Seeing Qin Jingru busy, Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

After watching for a while, Jiang Ping'an couldn't help much, and Qin Jingru stopped him even going to the stove to make a fire.

"It's a fire to cook at home, and laundry to clean up. How can you let the gentlemen help you?"

Jiang Pingan was helpless, so he walked back to the bedroom.

Close the door and check the plug-in that will be activated five years after starting.

It is said that in this day and age, if you don't have a golden finger, your life will really not be too easy.

The main reason is that materials are too scarce, supplies are in short supply, and everyone is poor.

Even someone like Jiang Pingan who could get supplies didn't dare to eat and drink brazenly.

The plug-in is a boxy virtual screen that only he can see.

Right now, in the middle of the screen, a red, big question mark flashed.

There is also a gray one below, with a 99.9999% loading progress bar.

To be honest, this plug-in has been with Jiang Ping'an for several years, and even now, he is still at a loss.

I don't know what this plug-in is for.

But no matter what it is used for, Jiang Ping'an is looking forward to it. Since it is a plug-in, it must be extraordinary.

Soon, the plug-in is loaded and activated instantly.

No ding, no dang, no sound.

The progress bar disappeared, the question mark flickered, and turned into four large green characters: Washing tendons and cutting marrow!

Then, Jiang Ping'an felt a huge gentle energy pouring into his body, making people feel warm.