Siheyuan: The Final Winner

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Liang Ladi asked several children:

"Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao, I want you to recognize Uncle Jiang as your godfather, are you willing?"

Da Mao didn't reply, but Ermao and Sanmao all clamored to say yes.

Liang Ladi asked Da Mao again: "Where is Da Mao? Don't you want to?"

After all, Da Mao is the eldest son, and he is already studying and knows some things.

That's why Liang Ladi cared so much about his opinion.

Da Mao thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, "If you recognize Uncle Jiang as your godfather, will he help our family in the future?"

"Yes! You recognize him as a godfather, so that he can help us like your father!" Liang Ladi replied softly.

Da Mao nodded and said, "Then I will recognize him as godfather."

Liang Ladi breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said to the children:

"All of you come here and kowtow three times to Uncle Jiang, and call him godfather from now on."

The children were obedient and put down their bowls and chopsticks.

When he came to Jiang Ping'an, he kowtowed three times and shouted in unison: "Godfather!"

Jiang Pingan laughed loudly, stepped forward to help them up one by one, and said:

"Okay, okay, I came here in a hurry today, I didn't bring a gift, I'll come over next time to make up for it!"

Liang Ladi rolled her eyes and persuaded: "Don't spend money recklessly, our family is not that particular."

"That won't work, there must be a lot of gifts!" Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

After eating, the three children became closer to Jiang Ping'an.

After eating, it was already dark outside.

Jiang Ping left and left, Liang Ladi told the children to take care of his younger sister at home, and sent him downstairs.

"Okay, slow down on the road." Liang Ladi said affectionately.

Seeing that there was no one around, Jiang Pingan stepped forward to kiss her small mouth, then pedaled away.

Liang Ladi pressed her lips with her hand, watching Jiang Ping'an disappear into the night, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, feeling very at ease.

...

Jiang Ping'an had just returned to the courtyard.

Yan Jiedi on the opposite side trotted over.

"Brother Ping An, I saw that there were unwashed clothes in your room yesterday, can you wash them for me now?"

Jiang Ping'an parked the car outside his house, turned around and said:

"Don't wash it so late, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

The third mother who was washing things in the sink over there looked over and didn't say anything, as if she had silently understood Yan Jiedi's behavior.

Yan Jiedi anxiously said: "It's not too late, it's not too late at all, I can wash it soon!"

"They are all cotton-padded jackets and trousers. After getting wet, you can't even lift them up. How do you wash them?" Jiang Ping'an asked curiously.

Yan Jiedi looked back at the third mother, leaned forward and whispered: "My mother will also help."

Jiang Pingan pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Forget it, then go wash it, and hang it under my roof later."

"Hee hee, I will definitely help Brother Pingan wash the clothes clean." Yan Jiedi said happily.

Jiang Pingan sighed secretly.

This girl seldom does laundry at her own house, and it's such a cold day and it's so dark, she's in high spirits.

The door was unlocked, and Yan Jiedi pushed the door open to get the clothes after getting her consent, and quickly came out with a hug.

"I have soap in my room, remember to get it!" Jiang Ping'an shouted.

Yan Jiedi walked towards the sink with her clothes in her arms, without responding, she said: "Got it, I'll come and get it later."

Back in the room, Jiang Ping'an took the stove out, borrowed a fire from Old Li's house next door, and boiled a pot of water.

It's useless to light the brazier this winter.

To sleep at night, I need to get a few salt water bottles, fill them with boiling water, and put them under the quilt to keep warm.

Otherwise, the more you sleep, the colder you will be.

After the water was boiled, Jiang Ping'an went back to his room and turned on the radio.

I still listen to Peking Opera, the babbling and babbling are the most charming, since there are no words I can’t understand anyway.

...

In the middle of the night, the courtyard was very quiet.

Jiang Ping'an opened the door and went out, and came to the backyard with ease.

Stopping at the door of Xu Damao's house, Jiang Ping'an pushed the door lightly, and it opened in an instant.

When he came into the room, he smelled of alcohol. Needless to say, Lou Xiaoe must have drunk Xu Damao again.

So sometimes women change their minds and become ruthless, making it impossible to guard against.

After closing the door, Jiang Ping'an went to the bedroom and took a photo of the floor with a flashlight.

Xu Damao was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt.

When Lou Xiaoe heard the movement, she lifted the quilt and whispered, "Come in, don't freeze!"

Jiang Pingan didn't bother, turned off the flashlight, took off his coat, and got under the covers.

For the next few hours, Xu Damao slept soundly on the ground, and Jiang Ping'an and Lou Xiao'e were also very happy.

After two o'clock, Jiang Ping'an whispered in Lou Xiao'e's ear, "I'm going back."

Lou Xiao'e was exhausted, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were squinted, and she said weakly:

"Be careful on the road, don't let people find out."

"Don't worry!" Jiang Ping'an replied.

He got up and put on his clothes, took another look at Xu Damao who was on the ground, and then went out.

Come to the middle courtyard.

Jiang Pingan hesitated for a moment, took a few steps, and carefully looked inside the window of Jia's house.

Can't see anything, there are curtains blocking it.

"Forget it, I'm almost full today, so go back to sleep first," Jiang Ping'an thought.

When he got home, Jiang Ping'an immediately smiled.

I saw Qin Huairu came over at some time under the blanket, and she was sleeping soundly at the moment.

Jiang Pingan didn't wake her up, took off his coat lightly, got into bed, and fell asleep with Qin Huairu in his arms.

early morning.

When Jiang Pingan woke up, there was no one around, and Qin Huairu's body fragrance still lingered in the bed.

After getting up and getting dressed, Jiang Ping'an frowned suddenly as he was about to wash up.

I saw that half of the soap that Yan Jiedi took yesterday was consumed.

You must know that the bar of soap is still new and has never been used once!

Washing a set of clothes, no matter how you use it, will not use up so much.

"Good guy!" Jiang Ping'an cursed secretly, suddenly feeling bad.

Hunting wild geese all day long makes the wild goose peck its eyes.

Jiang Ping'an definitely couldn't eat this boring loss, so he thought of some way to get justice from Yan Pugui's family after turning the ball around.

Then he came to the eaves, looked up at the laundry last night, and became even angrier.

The clothes were not washed at all, and there were still many traces of soap left on them.

"Draw it, bad luck!"

Jiang Pingan grinned and cursed, and tore off all his clothes so as not to be upset.

At this time, the third mother came out of the house.

Jiang Pingan glared at her, but didn't make any noise with her, and walked straight to the backyard with his clothes in his arms.

The third mother smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly turned back to the room, fearing that Jiang Ping'an would come to trouble her.

There was a lot of laundry in their house yesterday, so Jiang Ping'an's clothes were naturally washed last.

But it was very late at that time, the weather was cold, and Jiang Ping'an's clothes were wet and heavy.

So when she washed it, she dealt with it hastily.

She got up just now, looked out the window, saw Jiang Ping'an's face was angry, and then noticed that the clothes were not washed.

But it was too late to save.

Backyard.

Jiang Pingan rushed to Xu Damao's house with his clothes in his arms.

The couple were having breakfast, when Jiang Pingan came in with a bag of clothes, Xu Damao frowned and said:

"Jiang Ping'an, you don't want my wife to do your laundry, do you?"

Jiang Pingan glared at him, and scolded: "Stay aside, I'm not looking for your help with washing!"

With that said, he put the clothes in a basin, turned his head and smiled at Lou Xiaoe:

"Sister Xiao'e, the third mother ruined this dress last night. You have worked hard today, so help me wash it again."

Lou Xiaoe nodded and smiled: "Okay, you can put it there, and I will wash it for you later!"