Siheyuan: The Final Winner

  Chapter 4 Qin Jingru eats enough and looks forward to the future

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

   Add two fried eggs and a bowl of oily soup to eat, and it’s hard not to feel full.

   "Oh, I'm so full!" After eating, she lay motionless on the table, screaming 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 Ping'an couldn't bear to see 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, when massaging, the movement should be gentle so that it can help digestion to a certain extent.

  Qin Jingru asked in surprise, "How?"

  Jiang Pingan smiled and told her the method.

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

  She pursed her lips, and after a moment of hesitation, she lowered her head and said in a low voice:

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

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

  A strong and 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 Ping'an secretly smiled, and pressed her shoulder with one hand and her abdomen with the other.

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

  Suddenly, her whole body collapsed, her head was 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 his heart, this Qin Jingru doesn't know how to grow, there is not a trace of fat on his body.

  Jiang Pingan 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 that it would be better if she just kept going like this.

   "Are you feeling better?" Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Pingan asked softly.

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

  Jiang Ping'an nodded silently. The girl's body fragrance lingered in her nose, which was very pleasant. In this winter, my heart couldn't help feeling 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 whispered, "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."

   "You are under the age, even if we become a de facto marriage, we will not get a marriage certificate, and when we arrive in the city, we will still be regarded as promiscuous relations between men and women."

   "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 spoke, he saw that Qin Jingru was no longer uncomfortable, so he pulled his hand out of her clothes.

  Qin Jingru felt lost, 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 the period, Jiang Pingan followed Qin Jingru and watched from the sidelines.

  The two talked, laughed, and fought, but the time passed quickly.

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

   "I can't take it. 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 Pingan persuaded: "Just say you help me clean up, and I will give you the reward."

   "That's impossible, how can you get such a generous salary for cleaning?" Qin Jingru still didn't answer, and turned around and trotted away without waiting for Jiang Ping'an to persuade him.

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

  Qin Jingru didn't look back, she swung 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, preparing to dig some fruit trees and plant them in the space.

  On the mountain path, Jiang Pingan staggered forward stepping on the thick snow.

   After a short time, they found jujube trees, chestnuts, grapes, apples, pear trees, apricot trees, peach trees, persimmons, hawthorn and other fruit trees one after another.

  He does not transplant too many fruit trees of each kind, at most ten trees are enough.

   He doesn't intend to use the space to make too much money.

  Selling more than one hundred catties of grain in Pigeon Market these days 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 visit secretly are vegetarians?

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

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

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

  What's more, when the 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.

  Besides, in his past and present lives, he was always happy with the situation, thinking that he would be content with living a life of small wealth and peace, and he has no dream of becoming the richest man.

  So, Jiang Ping'an felt that it would be better to live a down-to-earth life.

   Then again, in this era, Jiang Pingan received such a high salary at such a young age, which has surpassed the vast majority of people, and there is nothing he can't be satisfied with.

  Furthermore, when he marries his wife in the future, even if she is from the countryside, Jiang Ping'an is confident that he can 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.

   And there is no risk in walking forward steadily like this.

  Even if the wind blows, with his family background 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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  (end of this chapter)