passionate youth

Chapter 82 Ernie's Invitation

After breakfast.

Jiang Pingan left the commune compound with a bag of urea.

There were cigarettes, alcohol, and sugar in the pockets, all of which were picked out by Chen Xiuzhen's help.

If you don't count the materials in the space, Jiang Pingan's apparent income cannot afford these things.

The money is easy to talk about, but the key is that tickets are hard to get.

In good conscience, Chen Zezhong's family treated Jiang Ping'an very well.

In particular, Chen Zezhong and Jiang Xiaofang extended their tolerance towards Chen Xiuzhen to Jiang Ping'an.

This kind of tolerance is so heavy that no matter how heartless Jiang Ping'an is, he cannot remain indifferent.

After finding a place to carry people, Jiang Ping'an put all his things into the storage space and prepared to go back to the production team.

I never thought that when passing by the commune, I would meet Zhuang Zhenjun.

The two met once in the commune before Jiang Ping'an entered the city last year. After meeting now, they were very affectionate.

"Good guys, you don't rest during the Chinese New Year?" Jiang Pingan asked with a smile while shaking hands with him.

Zhuang Zhenjun said with a wry smile:

"The workers are going to work tomorrow, and the leader is going to entertain, so I can't go to the countryside to find something to go back?"

"But just like you said, I'm too embarrassed to go to other people's houses to make things uncomfortable for this New Year's Eve."

"So I'm just fooling around today, and I plan to walk around tomorrow."

"You have worked hard enough as a buyer!" Jiang Pingan sighed and let go of his hand.

Zhuang Zhenjun took out a bag of peonies, handed one to Jiang Pingan, and said with a smile:
"That's what I said, but as long as I can improve, I can do whatever I want."

"Hey, I hear what you mean, the market is going to rise!" Jiang Pingan took out a match and said with a smile.

"Use mine." Zhuang Zhenjun took out a kerosene lighter from his pocket, lit it, and lit Jiang Pingan's cigarette.

"By my brother's good words, if it goes well, I can be promoted to the deputy department in a short time."

"Congratulations!" Jiang Ping'an smiled. Now that Zhuang Zhenjun has announced it, it is estimated that the promotion is almost inseparable.

After lighting the cigarette, he took the lighter from Zhuang Zhenjun.

With a finger pulled out, a circle was made, the lighter rolled between the fingers, and he asked with a smile:

"This is a rare thing! Where did you get it?"

"I bought it from a son in a big courtyard." Zhuang Zhen replied with a smile.

Watching him play with this lighter, he couldn't help but curiously said: "This style is beautiful, teach me quickly."

"Practice makes perfect, I'll teach you a few key points, look like this..." Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

Zhuang Zhenjun studied for a while, but he couldn't learn it. His fingers were as stiff as wooden sticks, and he was a little frustrated.

"Stop imitating it, you clumsy man, all your abilities are in your mouth." Jiang Ping'an said angrily.

"Being your master for a long time, I confiscated this lighter. I don't want you for nothing."

"Since my brother wants to make progress, I can't stand by and watch. If you come to this place tonight, I will sell you some good things."

Zhuang Zhenjun was overjoyed, nodded again and again, held his hand and said:
"Good brother, you have helped me a lot. If you need something in the future, just take orders."

Jiang Pingan laughed, pulled his hand back, patted his shoulder and said:
"Don't look outside, I will inevitably ask you for trouble in the future."

Not to mention that Zhuang Zhenjun is going to be promoted to the deputy department, even if he is not promoted, he still wants to make friends.

Buyers these days travel far and wide, are well-informed, and have a wide range of contacts. There is no harm in making more friends.

In the future, after Jiang Ping'an joins the workforce, he will need to weave a network of relationships.

In terms of material sources, it is indispensable to use these buyers as a cover.

Jiang Ping'an has been befriending Zhuang Zhenjun since last year, which is just a precaution.

After the two talked for a while, they made an appointment to meet in the evening, and Jiang Pingan left.

Amazing!

On the way, Jiang Pingan met Ernier and his wife again.

Ernier seemed to have cried before, and was in a bad mood, with melancholy on her brows.

After seeing Jiang Ping'an, she smiled and yelled from afar, "Brother Ping'an!"

"Haha, Ernier, are you going back?" Jiang Pingan asked with a smile.

Ernier nodded and said, "What if you don't go back?"

"This married daughter is like water poured out, so she can't stay at her mother's house all the time, right?"

"Hey, these days, whether it's the husband's family or the mother's family, there is a shortage of food to eat."

"I'll go back to my mother's house to rest for a night before leaving. It's good if my parents didn't kick me out, can't I lose my wink?"

Jiang Ping'an laughed and said, "I wonder why your eyes are red. It turns out that you are reluctant to leave!"

As he said that, he handed a cigarette to Ernier's man.

"There's nothing you can do if you can't bear it. I'm coming back now as a guest, not a host." Ernier pouted.

Jiang Ping'an smiled, and said with relief: "It will be good after a long time, and you will get used to it slowly."

"By the way, I went to your sister's house yesterday. Her mother-in-law was sick and couldn't leave, so she didn't come back for the New Year."

Ernier nodded and said: "I know, my sister sent someone to bring a letter to my father, is her mother-in-law okay?"

"Fortunately, it's not too serious. I just caught a cold, and it didn't get better over and over again." Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

"That's good." Ernier said with a sigh of relief, and after looking at Jiang Ping'an for a few times, she said:
"Brother Pingan, if you have the opportunity to go to the Red Star Commune in the future, remember to sit at home! There are still some simple meals."

"You are my mother's family. If you go there but don't come to the door, I will blame you."

Jiang Pingan laughed, pointed at her, and said:

"You girl, you are a little unreasonable. If I have something to delay, what should I do if I don't go?"

"Then I don't care. Anyway, if you go to the Red Star Commune, you have to go to my house." Er Nier said with her lips pouted.

"By the way, I forgot that you haven't been to my house. When you arrive, go here first, and then ask someone there..."

Jiang Pingan smiled when he heard the words, nodded and said:
"Okay, if I go there, if there is nothing to delay, I will definitely go to your house."

After talking for a while, the two parties separated and went back to their respective homes.

"Ernier's house is not far from Qin's Village..." On the way home, Jiang Ping'an pondered in his heart.

He remembered that Qin Huairu also had a cousin who was also juicy-looking and probably about the same age as Ernier.

Just now he wanted to ask Ernier, but after thinking about it, he held back, casually asking about other girls would easily lead to misunderstanding.

back home.

Miao Hexiang welcomed Jiang Ping'an into the house with a beaming smile, poured a basin of water for him to wash his face.

"Have you really visited Manzi?" Miao Hexiang asked with a smile.

"The production team is spreading rumors that even a bastard like Manzi can visit him, and they all praise you for being kind!"

Jiang Pingan looked at her with a smirk and said, "Don't you know if I'm honest or not?"

"Hee hee..." Miao Hexiang giggled, of course she knew that Jiang Ping'an was very bad.

A woman who has played with the Manzi has no good intentions if she goes to watch the fun when the Manzi is sick.

"I just like that you are so naughty, it makes people feel at ease." Miao Hexiang said shyly.

Manzi was bad, which caused her to suffer a lot, while Jiang Pingan was bad, but made her happy.

They were all bad too, of course Miao Hexiang was willing to follow Jiang Ping'an wholeheartedly.

No matter what bad things he does, she is willing to follow him all the time.

Jiang Pingan laughed, and after washing his face, he stepped forward and hugged her, and whispered:
"Come on, let's go to the bedroom, I'll teach you how to count..."

Miao Hexiang giggled, flaunting her beautiful branches, and said, "You teach slowly, and I will learn slowly."

After a while, the bed in the bedroom was wobbling and falling apart.

(End of this chapter)