The next day.

Early in the morning, Jiang Ping'an was woken up by Xiaodang's crying.

Qin Huairu dragged her tired body, quickly got dressed, changed Xiaodang's diaper and fed her.

Jiang Ping'an couldn't sleep, so he also got up.

"Two thermos bottles are not enough." Qin Huairu said while feeding Xiaodang.

Jiang Pingan, who was washing his face, rolled his eyes at her and said, "Come on, two are already a lot!"

"You seem to have only one Jia family, right? I haven't seen you complaining in front of Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu!"

These days, everything costs money, and thermos bottles are no exception.

Jiang Ping'an had three thermos bottles. He was afraid of attracting jealousy and needed to use them himself, so he took two of them to the countryside.

Qin Huairu said pitifully: "I only mentioned it to you, and I didn't complain about anything."

"It's best if you don't complain. I find that you are getting more and more unruly now, and you are always acting strangely in my place."

After Jiang Ping'an washed his face, he stepped forward and took Xiaodang away. He ate a few mouthfuls of dry food with a satisfied look on his face.

"Robbing again, how old are you, but still so childish!"

Qin Huairu patted him gently and said with a smile.

Although she has a lot of thoughts, she just loves Jiang Ping'an being so close to her, which makes her feel at ease.

Jiang Ping'an said with a smile: "There are still some leftover steamed buns from yesterday. You can eat some more this morning to make up for it."

"It's to make up for it." Qin Huairu nodded and smiled.

Why is she following Jiang Ping'an for nothing?

Isn't it just for stuttering?

Of course she won't be polite.

While they were joking, Xiao Dang ran out of food. He was stunned for a while and suddenly burst into tears, feeling very sad.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to take Xiaodang from Jiang Pingan and continue to feed her.

"Looking at the good things you did, Xiaodang was so angry that he cried!" Qin Huairu glared at him and said angrily.

Speaking of which, although this Xiaodang will be a white-eyed wolf in the future, she didn't cry much when she was a child.

As long as she is well fed and clothed, and her diaper is dry, she will eat and sleep, and rarely make any noise.

Otherwise, Jiang Ping'an would have been annoyed to death.

Qin Huairu was very busy in the morning. After feeding Xiaodang, she hurriedly lit a fire to cook.

Qin Huairu was very happy to eat white flour buns and rice porridge in the morning.

She had never had such a good meal at Jia's house, but in the countryside she could not only eat well, but also eat well.

"Grab some kimchi, it will be the most delicious when eaten!" Jiang Ping'an hugged Xiaodang and reminded him.

Qin Huairu said with a smile: "You are really willing to spend a lot of money. How much salt does it cost to make such a big jar of kimchi?"

"Haha, it took me a long time to save enough." Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.

Qin Huairu nodded and asked with a smile: "The way you make kimchi is based on the way in Shu, right?"

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"Yes, have you eaten in the past few days?" Jiang Ping'an nodded.

Shu pickled cabbage, also called pickled cabbage, is a traditional specialty dish and belongs to Sichuan cuisine.

The raw materials include radish leaves, cabbage stems, green vegetable stems, cucumbers, beans, etc.

Simple to make, easy to store, and convenient to eat.

It can be made all year round, but the climate and environment are very particular when making it.

It is a common side dish for daily life at home, and it is also a well-known left-hand dish in Sichuan.

It tastes salty and sour, has a crisp texture, is bright in color, and has a fragrant aroma. It is appetizing and refreshing, sobers up alcohol and removes tiredness, and is suitable for all ages.

Red sea pepper, green cowpea, white and pink radish, green and yellow white lotus, yellow old ginger...

Take out a piece and chew it carefully, it is sour, spicy, sweet and salty.

Several distinct flavors mix and bloom in the mouth. This is the taste of kimchi.

Qin Huairu nodded and said with a smile: "On the day I first came here, Jingru grabbed some pickled radishes and cut them into pieces. I tasted them and they were indeed quite appetizing."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "If you like to eat it, just catch it yourself."

"But be careful, whether you use a quick clip or grab it with your hands, it should not be stained with oil or raw water, otherwise the jar of kimchi will spoil quickly."

"No wonder Jingru didn't let me catch it, because she was afraid that I would damage it!" Qin Huairu said thoughtfully.

Soon, the steamed buns will be steamed and the porridge will be cooked.

It happened that Xiaodang fell asleep again. After Qin Huairu almost set the bowls, she took Xiaodang and put her in the room.

By the time she came back, Jiang Ping'an had already eaten.

Qin Huairu sat down, took a steamed bun, and asked while eating: "Are you going out today?"

"Well, I need to go out." Jiang Ping'an nodded.

"With or without dates, you have to hit three strokes. This is my job."

"Are you coming back at night?" Qin Huairu asked again.

Although she was tortured badly by Jiang Ping'an, she still knew the taste.

In addition, although Jiang Ping'an was domineering, he was also quite interesting, so she wished she could do it every day.

If they had waited until they returned to the courtyard, even if the two of them could still sneak around, they would not be able to let go.

Jiang Ping'an replied casually: "I'll come back as soon as possible!"

After breakfast, Qin Huairu thoughtfully put a scarf on Jiang Ping'an, gave many instructions, and was as gentle as a wife.

Putting aside her white lotus attributes, this woman is really good at putting on makeup.

An ordinary person would have been moved by Qin Huairu long ago.

"You have nothing to do when you are at home. Boil a few pots of water and wash well. I love cleanliness." Jiang Ping'an warned.

"I have to wash when I come back in the evening. Remember to prepare the hot water."

The two of them sweated a lot when they worked hard.

After finishing, I just wipe it with hot water, but it is not as comfortable as taking a bath.

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled: "It's up to you to be particular about it, okay. Can't you do it if I wash it?"

After Jiang Pingan left home, he rode his bicycle to visit various production brigades.

I was lucky today. It only took me most of a day to collect dozens of kilograms of dry goods.

Such as dried fungus, day lily, sweet potato, white fungus, dried bamboo shoots, dried radish, dried beans, dried potato cubes, etc., I collected some of each.

I also received two roosters and dozens of eggs.

In fact, Jiang Ping'an could completely make these things using space, but he still chose to acquire them.

The reason is simple: farmers need to use these things to exchange for cloth tickets, match tickets and other required tickets.

If he doesn't come, many people's lives will be extremely inconvenient.

Furthermore.

Over the years, Jiang Ping'an's work has been smooth sailing almost entirely because of the strong support of the villagers.

Although he now has space and a mountain of supplies, he still can't do that thing of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

Strangely enough, the poorer people are, the more they like to cover their things.

Everyone hopes to keep valuable things at home and use them to save lives at critical moments.

Just like the last few times when Jiang Ping'an went to the countryside, he spent several days digging around and finally received half a basketful of things.

Now maybe because of the relief food, people no longer worry about starving to death.

So I just wanted to live a better life, so I was willing to sell my things in exchange for money.

On the way home, Jiang Pingan did some statistics.

It was found that the most people exchanged cloth tickets, followed by tobacco and alcohol tickets.

The least number of people exchanged meat tickets, and no one exchanged one.

Come to think of it, there's not enough food to eat these days, and no one can bother to eat meat.

Besides, even if you have a ticket, you can't buy meat.

Because in the second half of this year, there will be no fresh meat supply in the capital.

If you want to satisfy your craving, you can queue up to buy canned food, but you also have to rely on luck to buy it.

Jiang Ping'an and almost all the production teams in the entire Red Star Commune visited before they received this little thing.
Chapter completed!