Siheyuan: The Final Winner

  Chapter 521 Honored to the newspaper, went to the countryside to pick up Jingru

   Time flies.

   In a blink of an eye, it is the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month.

  This day is not only Sunday, but also the New Year's Eve. People sweep the dust, eat dumplings, and buy new year's goods.

   Prepare to have a clean and happy new year, which means that there should be a new look in the new year.

  The traditional small year is the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month.

  In most parts of the south, the tradition of celebrating the new year on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month is still maintained.

  Northern China used to celebrate the 24th year, but it started during the Yongzheng period.

  The emperor's family held a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.

  In order to "save money", I also worshiped the Stove Lord by the way.

   Therefore, the people in the northern region also celebrate the new year on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month one day in advance.

  Early in the morning, everyone in the yard got up early to clean up inside and out.

  Jiang Ping'an's house is usually very clean. It doesn't need to be cleaned, but he didn't sleep in late.

  After dressing neatly, he pushed his bicycle out, planning to go to the countryside to bring Qin Jingru to the city today.

  Arrived in the courtyard, He Yushui ran over from the central courtyard and asked, "Brother Ping An, do you need a big cleaning in your house?"

   "No, just clean your room after the rain." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

  He Yushui nodded, glanced at him a few times, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to pick up Sister Jingru?"

   "Yes, if you don't pick it up, it will be the Chinese New Year." Jiang Pingan nodded.

  While talking, Yan Bugui, who was repairing flower branches opposite, said in surprise:

   "Director Jiang, are you going to take your partner to the courtyard for the New Year? Shall we hold a welcome ceremony?"

   "Haha, don't be so troublesome, so as not to scare her." Jiang Ping'an laughed.

  At this time, Aunt Yi came out of the middle courtyard with a bundle in her hand, followed by He Yuzhu carrying the deaf old lady on her back.

   "Aunt Yi, what are you..." Jiang Ping'an asked.

  He Yuzhu answered, "Go visit Uncle Yi and give him some money and clothes."

  Jiang Pingan nodded, took ten yuan from his pocket, handed it to Aunt Yi and said:

   "Count me in too, it's more or less my heart."

   "I'm going to pick up my partner today, or I'll go there myself."

  Aunt Yi was jealous, hesitated, and took the money anyway.

  It is difficult to see the truth, the more difficult it is, the more it can reflect the distance between people.

   "Thank you, I don't even know what to say." Aunt Yi choked up.

   "You don't need to go in person, the target is important. If your uncle knows that your target is coming to the courtyard, he will definitely be happy."

  Jiang Ping'an sighed softly and said, "Don't be sad, Aunt Yi, I've already asked someone about it."

   "I heard that Uncle Yi is doing very well. Labor reform is also a technical job, and it is not too difficult."

   "You send him a message, asking him to continue to behave well, persevere, and there is a great chance of reducing his sentence."

  Aunt Yi and the three of them all had bright eyes, and the deaf old lady said happily: "It's safe, what you said is true?"

   "Hehe, of course it's true. You'll know after you go to see Uncle Yi." Jiang Ping'an laughed.

  He Yuzhu asked curiously: "In a situation like Uncle Yi, how many years can the reduction be at most?"

   Before Jiang Pingan could reply, he saw Xu Damao running in from outside the courtyard with a newspaper in his hand.

  After seeing Jiang Ping'an, he stepped forward with a happy face, unfolded the newspaper and shouted:

   "Director Jiang, it's amazing, it's amazing! Good guy! Excellent party member and advanced worker!"

   "By the way, you are too calm, right? There is no news about such a big event!"

  Jiang Ping'an smiled and said nothing, Yan Bugui stepped forward and asked curiously:

   "Da Mao, what outstanding party members and advanced workers?"

   "Honorary title! Don't say you don't know this." Xu Damao replied.

   "It would be great to get one of these two titles, and he won two at once!"

   "That's not all, look at the excerpts of Director Jiang's award-winning report, tsk tsk..."

  Yan Bugui took the newspaper and looked at it, his face was full of shock, and he said in surprise:

   "Oh my God! There are really talented people in our yard! Director Jiang, congratulations!"

   "Such a big event, I think we should celebrate it, what do you think?"

  Jiang Ping'an said: "Farewell, there will be a staff meeting in the factory tomorrow, and we have to distinguish between priorities."

   "Yes, yes, it's not too late for us to celebrate after the meeting in the factory." Yan Bugui nodded repeatedly.

   Then everyone else congratulated Jiang Ping'an, and after a while, everyone in the courtyard knew about it.

   These days, people attach great importance to honor.

   Not to mention this kind of national personal honorary title.

   Even getting an advanced individual in the factory can make people happy for a long time.

   Before seeing Yi Zhonghai, what was on his mind before, was he wanting to get advanced at least once before retiring?

  Jiang Ping'an has won two honorary titles, and as his neighbor, he also feels honored.

  Even if you brag to others, it is quite a respectable thing, and you will be proud when you say it.

  Jiang Pingan saw that everyone was surrounding him, and said happily:

   "Don't surround yourself. After the meeting in the factory, we will celebrate privately in the yard."

   "I still have something to do today, I'll talk about it when I have something to say, let's all be busy!"

  …

  Jiang Ping'an won the honor, and the people in the courtyard were even more excited and happy than him.

  Of course, Jiang Ping'an was also happy, but the peak of excitement had passed.

   It took a lot of effort to come out of the courtyard.

  Jiang Ping'an didn't delay anymore, and rode a bicycle to the countryside at lightning speed.

  The weather is beautiful and sunny today.

   Arrived at Liangjia Village, only to see smoke curling up everywhere.

  Compared with the cold fire and autumn smoke at this time last year, the life of the folks this year is indeed much better.

   Firstly, the disaster situation is gradually getting out of the way, and secondly, this year, the villagers are well prepared and have stockpiled winter grain early.

  Although it is not possible to eat and drink, but at the end of the year, you can still eat a few full meals.

  When I got home.

  I saw Qin Jingru and her sister-in-law cleaning up the dust at home, very busy.

  Both of them were wearing shabby clothes and covered their hair with cloth, but their faces were covered with a lot of dust.

   "Ping An came so early? Take a rest first, we'll be done soon." Qin Jingru said with a smile.

  Jiang Pingan parked his bicycle and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's still early, just go back before dark."

  Qin Huairu went back to her natal home on the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Jiang Pingan brought a letter to Qin Jingru, saying that she would take her into the city.

  So Qin Jingru now also knows that Jiang Ping'an is here to pick her up.

   "I thought you'd pick me up on New Year's Eve, hehe..." Qin Jingru smiled.

  Jiang Ping'an smiled and asked, "How much food do you have at home? Take it to your house later!"

   "Farewell to Ping An, it doesn't take much trouble to put the food there, and we can eat it when you come back." Aunt Qin said quickly.

  Jiang Pingan shook his head and smiled, "We have no shortage of food."

   "Furthermore, Jingru came to the city with me this time, and it may take a year to come back."

   "These grains should be given as an early Chinese New Year gift..."

  (end of this chapter)