Siheyuan: The Final Winner

Qin Jingru was really hungry, and ate eight buns in one go.

Add two fried eggs and a bowl of oil soup to eat, and it's hard not to eat.

"Oh, it's so supportive!" After eating, she lay motionless on the table and cried out that she felt uncomfortable.

Jiang Pingan gave her a blank look, and said angrily: "I told you to eat more quickly, but you didn't listen, are you asking for trouble now?"

Qin Jingru was speechless, pouted, frowning to pretend to be pitiful, and stared at Jiang Ping'an with watery eyes.

"Do you want me to massage for you?" Jiang Pingan couldn't bear to ask when she saw her face in pain.

If you eat too much at one time, it may cause food accumulation, which can be relieved by massaging the abdomen in a clockwise direction.

However, the movement should be gentle when massaging, so as to play a certain role in helping digestion.

Qin Jingru asked in surprise, "How?"

Jiang Pingan told her the method with a smile.

Qin Jingru's face flushed with embarrassment after hearing this, and the roots of her ears were completely red.

She pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and whispered:

"Then you can press it for me, you can press it for me, I am willing in my heart."

Jiang Pingan smiled, didn't say much, got up and got a basin of hot water, washed his hands, then lifted a chair and sat beside Qin Jingru.

A strong strange fragrance came to the nostrils, and Qin Jingru felt his mouth dry after just smelling it.

Taking another peek at Jiang Ping'an's handsome face, her heart suddenly melted, and the spring waves in her eyes were rippling and blurred.

Seeing Qin Jingru's shy face and flushed cheeks, Jiang Pingan smiled secretly, and put one hand on her shoulder and the other on her abdomen.

Qin Jingru subconsciously pressed Jiang Ping'an's hand, then tightened the padded jacket, paused, and then let go.

Suddenly, her whole body collapsed, her head became numb, her scalp was numb, and she stammered, "Brother Ping An, is this really useful?"

"Whether it's useful or not, you'll find out later." Jiang Ping'an said softly.

But secretly amazed in her heart, this Qin Jingru didn't know how to grow, and there was not even a trace of fat on her body.

Jiang Ping'an has traditional Chinese medicine heritage, needless to say the technique, the effect is immediate, Qin Jingru felt it very quickly.

It's just that at this moment she has been limp like a puddle of mud, lying on her side in Jiang Ping'an's arms, silently not wanting to speak, hoping in her heart that it would be great if it could just go on like this forever.

"Are you more comfortable?" Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Ping'an asked softly.

Qin Jingru came back to her senses, and responded with a smile: "Well, it's much more comfortable, you can press it a little longer."

Jiang Pingan nodded silently. The girl's body fragrance lingered in her nose, which was very pleasant. In this winter, my heart couldn't help but feel hotter.

Qin Jingru felt something strange, sipped her lips, didn't speak, but squeezed into Jiang Ping'an's arms a little.

Soon, the stomach will no longer be bloated.

Qin Jingru didn't tell Jiang Ping'an to stop, but said in a low voice, "It would be great if you agreed to marry me, and I wouldn't worry about marrying in the city anymore. You also have a wife who does laundry, cooks, and cleans the house."

Jiang Pingan sighed, shook his head and said, "This matter is not as simple as you think."

"If you are under the age, even if we become a de facto marriage, we will not be able to get a marriage certificate. When we arrive in the city, we will still be regarded as a promiscuous relationship."

"If someone reports it, I will lose my job if it is light, or I will eat peanuts if it is serious."

Qin Jingru was startled, raised her head and asked, "Is it so serious?"

"Yeah, it's that serious, do you think it's a joke?" Jiang Ping'an said solemnly.

As he said that, seeing that Qin Jingru was no longer uncomfortable, he pulled his hand out of her clothes.

Qin Jingru was disappointed, and wanted to lie down in Jiang Ping'an's arms for a while, but couldn't get rid of her face, so she had to back away.

Then, Qin Jingru got up to wash the pots and dishes, and then cleaned the kitchen and each house again.

During this period, Jiang Pingan followed Qin Jingru and watched from the sidelines.

The two were chatting, laughing, and fighting, but the time passed quickly.

When Qin Jingru left, Jiang Ping'an packed the remaining ten buns in cloth bags and asked her to take them home.

"I can't, my dad will beat me if he knows that I have no face and skin to come here to ask for food." Qin Jingru repeatedly declined.

Jiang Ping'an persuaded: "Just say you help me clean up, and I'll give you my reward."

"That's not possible, how can there be such a generous reward for cleaning?" Qin Jingru still didn't answer, and turned around and trotted away without waiting for Jiang Ping'an to persuade him again.

"Run slowly, don't fall!" Jiang Ping'an reminded.

Without turning her head, Qin Jingru waved her hands back, let out a cry, and crossed the creek in the blink of an eye.

"What a silly girl." Jiang Ping'an murmured softly, watching Qin Jingru return home, then returned to the kitchen with a cloth bag, took out all the buns, and put them in the Shau Kei.

Looking at the time on the watch, it was past ten o'clock.

Jiang Pingan thought for a while, then took a hatchet and a hoe, locked the door, and walked to the back mountain to dig some fruit trees and plant them in the space.

On the mountain path, Jiang Ping'an staggered forward on the thick snow.

After a while, they found jujube trees, cherry trees, chestnuts, grapes, walnuts, mulberry, crabapple, apples, pears, apricots, peaches, persimmons, hawthorn and other fruit trees.

He doesn't transplant too many fruit trees of each kind, at most ten trees are enough.

Nor does he intend to use the space to make too much money.

These days, selling more than one hundred catties of grain in Pigeon Market will attract attention, let alone selling fruit.

If you sell a small quantity, you will not make money, but if you sell a large quantity, you will attract attention.

Do you really think that those people who make unannounced visits are vegetarians?

Besides, why do you make so much money? And nowhere to spend.

Apart from buying three turns and one sound, Jiang Ping'an really couldn't find a place to spend more money.

Picking up antiques? Jiang Ping'an didn't understand.

What's more, when antiques are valuable, he will be in his fifties or sixties, so it's not worth it no matter what he thinks.

After the real change, there are many ways to make money, so why take risks so easily?

Jiang Ping'an thought he was not a very smart person, and there was no proper way to keep people from noticing him.

What's more, in his past and present lives, he was always content with the situation, thinking that he would be content with living a life of small wealth and peace, and he had no dream of becoming the richest man.

Therefore, Jiang Ping'an felt that it was better to live a down-to-earth life.

Then again, in this era, Jiang Ping'an received such a high salary at such a young age, which already surpassed the vast majority of people, and there was nothing he could not be satisfied with.

Moreover, when he marries his wife in the future, even if she is from the countryside, Jiang Ping'an is confident that he will find a formal job for his wife in the city.

In this way, his family will become a dual-career family in the future, and life will be even more prosperous at that time.

Moreover, there is no risk in moving forward steadily in this way.

Even if the wind blows, with his family status of three generations of farm laborers, as long as he doesn't make waves, he doesn't have to worry about it affecting him.

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