In the living room.

Jiang Pingan was chatting with the leaders, talking and laughing.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting outside, saying that Qin Jingru’s mother-in-law’s family was here.

So I quickly apologized to the leaders and went out to greet him.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, eldest brother, sister-in-law, uncles and elders, thank you for your hard work." Jiang Ping'an stepped forward and said.

Qin Dingguo looked into the living room and asked in a low voice:

"Didn't you say no guests? Why are there so many guests?"

Before Jiang Ping'an could reply, Qin Huairu smiled and said:

"Ping'an is a cadre. He is popular. Even if he doesn't treat guests, he will treat him as someone else's boss."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and smiled and said, "Let's all go in and have tea and rest. Don't stand here anymore."

He glanced around a few times and found that there were more people coming from the Qin family than he expected.

Originally they only planned to prepare four tables for the banquet, but now the Qin family has almost two tables.

Fortunately, he was afraid of this situation, so he prepared some extra ingredients, so it wasn't too much trouble.

After leading everyone into the house, Qin Dingguo and others handed everything to the female family members and asked Qin Huairu to lead them to the bedroom.

Then Jiang Ping'an introduced Qin Dingguo and his son to Factory Director Yang and others, and sat down to drink tea and talk.

There were ten or twenty people sitting in the living room, which seemed a bit crowded, but also more lively.

Seeing that the people sitting here were all leaders, Qin Dingguo and the others were a little nervous.

Fortunately, Jiang Ping'an was there to make jokes and liven up the atmosphere.

In addition, Director Yang and the others did not put on airs, and the two sides soon became familiar with each other.

"Brother Qin, you have experience, do you think your age will be better this year?" Director Yang asked with a smile.

If you ask in the field, don’t underestimate those who work on the land. They rely on the sky for their livelihood and are rich in experience!

Qin Dingguo pondered: "I'm not sure, we farmers naturally hope for good weather every year."

"However, judging from the weather in the second half of last year, this year's harvest should be better and the famine will slowly pass."

"Of course, this is just the speculation of many elders, and it is also our expectation. No one can say for sure."

In fact, the famine has lasted for several years, and people have long since woken up.

Life has been difficult in recent years, not entirely due to the effects of drought.

But there is no need to talk about those things in public, everyone knows it.

A few years ago, everyone ate and drank together and enjoyed it, so I can't blame anyone.

Director Yang sighed softly: "I still hope that my age will get better as soon as possible!"

"In this way, not only will you have enough to eat, but we workers will have the strength to work after we have enough to eat."

While everyone was chatting, Jiang Pingan found an opportunity, came to the kitchen, and ordered Nan Yi to prepare six tables of meals.

"You can make a lot of chicken stewed with mushrooms and braised pork elbow, right?" Jiang Ping'an asked.

Nan Yi nodded and said: "The leader prepared eight chickens and eight braised pork elbows, and I stewed them all."

"That's good. Some other dishes don't take too much time, but it's still enough." Jiang Ping'an nodded.

"What about the tube bone radish soup? Is it ready now?"

Nan Yi nodded and replied: "I made the tube bone radish soup as soon as I came back. It will be cooked by now."

"Haha, when it's cooked, continue to stew it and share it with the neighbors in the yard at night." Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.

Although he didn't invite anyone in the courtyard to come over for dinner, he was still able to give each family a bowl of Tonggu soup.

This is also a benefit he gives to his neighbors, making them feel really happy and happy.

Although it's just soup, it's not shabby. After all, the Tonggu soup has a hint of oil in it, so no one will dislike it.

As for more, even if Jiang Ping'an has it, he won't give it away. It's best to order as much as possible.

After looking at the kitchen, Jiang Pingan went to the bedroom again.

Qin Jingru was sitting at the dressing table combing her hair, applying cream on her face, and putting on a light lipstick on her lips.

He Yuyu, Qin Huairu, Qin Jingmeng, Qin's mother and Qin's sister-in-law were all talking and laughing around the dressing table.

"Jingru is putting on makeup?" Jiang Ping'an walked into the room and asked with a smile.

"I saw you bringing some things in earlier, and there seemed to be chickens crowing. Did you bring live chickens?"

Qin Jingmeng looked at him, nodded and smiled: "Not only are there live chickens, but there are also live ducks."

"The reason why the live duck didn't croak was because my dad and the others thought it was noisy, so they tied the duck's bill with a rope."

Jiang Ping'an smiled at her, saw a few sacks placed in the corner, and stepped forward to open them and take a look.

There were five sacks in total, one of which contained most of the work sack.

There are two sacks, each containing four chickens, both roosters and hens.

There were also two sacks, each containing two ducks. As expected, the ducks' beaks were tied up with ropes.

After reading it, he straightened up and said to Qin Huairu:

"Before dinner starts later, you can take the opportunity to take these live chickens and ducks to the kitchen and put them away."

"Yeah, these things really shouldn't be brought here today." Qin Huairu nodded and said.

After Qin Jingru put on her makeup, she said to Qin's mother: "Mom, don't bring these things again."

"We have no shortage of food in the city. Wouldn't it be better to keep the chickens and ducks at home to lay eggs and sell them for money?"

Qin Jingmeng pulled her arm and said with a smile:

"This is everyone's wish. If you don't accept it, will we have the nerve to come and see you?"

Qin Jingru pouted and said, "Sister, I haven't told you yet. You brought us fifty eggs this time."

"You also know that Ping An has many connections and is in need of everything. You are not allowed to send large or small packages to me in the future!"

Qin Jingmeng said amusedly: "You heartless person, are you worried that I'm worried about you?"

"Sister...you know that's not what I meant. I was afraid that you would have a hard time," Qin Jingru said.

Jiang Ping'an interjected: "Jingru is right, your life in the countryside is not easy either."

"Sister Meng, you spent a lot of time saving these fifty eggs, right?"

"You gave us so many eggs last year. I sent a letter asking you not to give them away. Why do you still say you won't listen?"

Qin Jingmeng's eyes were graceful, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he bit his lip and said with a smile:

"You have it. It belongs to you. I give it to you out of kindness. Anyway, I will give it to you again in the future."

Jiang Ping'an couldn't help but smile, and nodded: "Forget it, you won't listen even if I say it, it's up to you!"

After talking for a while, Jiang Pingan returned to the living room to accompany the leader to speak.

Qin Huairu was thinking about Sophora japonica, so she also said goodbye and left, planning to feed her first.

He Yuyu, who had been silent, stared at Qin Jingmeng and praised:

"Sister Jingmeng, you are so beautiful, just like the fairy girl in the painting!"

Qin Jingru was giggling beside her, holding Qin Jingmeng's hand and saying:

"My sister is indeed beautiful. Not only men like her, but women also like her when they see her!"

Qin Jingmeng pursed her lips and smiled, feeling a little embarrassed to be praised by them.

Qin's mother said angrily outside: "We are already married today, and we haven't had a formal marriage yet. How can you say that about your sister?"

"Mom, it's okay, Jingru complimented me on my beauty!" Qin Jingmeng said with a smile.
Chapter completed!