Zhang Ping 'an entered the wooden door.
Inside was a large, empty house, about two thousand square meters.
Zhang Ping 'an's eyes flashed.
It seemed that this was the legendary golden finger.
However,
Didn't the cheat codes of the transmigrators in novels always be reported as soon as they transmigrated?
Why did it take so many years?
Moreover, it was only one warehouse.
There were no Marrow Cleansing Pills, One Yang Finger, Nine Yang Divine Skill, or rewards for punching in.
"So there's also a low-end version of the golden finger…" He shook his head.
After leaving the space, he took a bowl to the yard and scooped up some snow.
He then poured a bowl of hot water from the thermos.
Then, with a thought,
He put the snow and hot water into his space.
After doing all this and washing the dishes,
Zhang Ping 'an returned to his room.
The moment he entered,
She saw Grandma standing by the bed, holding something in her hand and crying.
On the bed was his luggage.
Zhang Ping 'an quietly turned around and went out, lighting a cigarette.
In the house.
Grandma caressed Gigz and cried silently.
Her grandson had risked his life for this!
His grandson did not even make it back for his son's funeral.
After she was done crying, the old lady placed JGZ on the table and packed her grandson's luggage.
After tidying up,
He shouted,
"I say, Anzi, do you grow up in the kitchen just by washing the dishes?”
"He's here! I'm just smoking!"
Zhang Ping 'an replied as he returned to his room.
He didn't say anything else when he entered.
He took out a kraft envelope from the compartment of his luggage and took out 100 catties of national food stamps and 200 yuan.
"Grandma, take it."
The old lady did not stand on ceremony and took it directly. She counted the money with saliva on her face.
"Heh, I'm old, I'm old, and I'm even enjoying the blessing of a grandson.”
"Old lady, you're really getting more and more money-grubber as you get older…" Zhang Ping 'an teased her.
"How rude!" The old lady rolled her eyes at him and went into the house on her small feet.
Needless to say, he went to hide the money.
Seeing that the old lady's emotions had stabilized, he said,
Zhang Ping 'an shouted from outside, saying that he was going out for a walk. He took some documents and went out.
He went out.
Zhang Ping 'an lifted his feet and walked towards the Moon Gate on the right.
This was the only passage that connected the backyard to the front.
After passing through the Moon Gate, it was the middle court.
The pond of the Siheyuan was in the middle courtyard.
There were more than 20 households in the three courtyards, and they were all washing up here.
At this moment,
Beside the pool stood a little cotton jacket with white flowers and a blue base.
A woman in her thirties who still retained her charm was vigorously washing her clothes.
The woman had an oval face and peach blossom eyes. Perhaps because of the cold weather, her lips were red.
As she was afraid that the water would wet her sleeves, she rolled them up high, revealing two fair and tender arms that looked like lotus roots…
'Isn't this Qin Huairu? I haven't seen you for a few years, but your figure is even more charming than when you were in your twenties…' Zhang Ping 'an thought to himself.
Zhang Ping 'an's footsteps attracted Qin Huairu's attention.
She raised her head and asked in confusion," You are?”
"Sister Qin, I'm Zhang Ping 'an from behind. Don't you remember?"
Zhang Ping 'an looked at Qin Huairu's fair skin and smiled.
"Ah, it's Ping An. I haven't seen him for a few years, and he's even more handsome.”
Qin Huairu's peach blossom eyes curved into a smile.
How many years had it been since this young man had become so handsome?
With just one glance, she was drenched…
White Snow, red coat, peach blossom eyes, the corners of her mouth that curled up slightly when she smiled, and her black braids…
Zhang Ping 'an could not help but sigh.
Qin Huairu's looks were much better than many celebrities and internet celebrities in the future.
No wonder in the original movie, Silly Pillar was so dead set on being sucked dry.
"Pingan, are you still leaving after coming back this time?”Qin Huairu asked.
"I'm not leaving. I'm changing jobs. The organization arranged for him to go to the rolling mill." Zhang Ping 'an explained.
"Hiss, you used to be a car soldier. After entering the factory, you should be a driver, right? Ping An, you're not bad. This is a golden rice bowl…"
"If you want to talk about the treatment you soldiers receive, look at how many young people on the streets can't find a job now, but what about you? I have a job as soon as I come back."
Qin Huairu's tone was filled with envy.
She used to be from the countryside.
After marrying Jia Dongxu in 1951, she had entered the city.
Later on, when the division of labor was completed in 1958, he registered in the city, but he had never worked.
Two years ago, her man, Jia Dongxu, died in an accident.
She then took over the job and entered the rolling mill, becoming a fitter.
The workers of this era were very glorious.
Ever since she became a fitter, her back had become a little stiff when she went out.
Zhang Ping 'an, on the other hand, would most likely drive whenever he joined work.
One had to know that there was a saying in this era,
First, leadership, second, steering wheel, third, stethoscope, car, pliers, nailing, electricity, welding...
"Sister Qin, you must be joking.”
Zhang Ping 'an's lips curled into a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes." Besides, we came back from a battlefield full of bullets…"
Qin Huairu's eyes flashed. She knew that she had said something wrong and hurriedly tried to make up for it.
"Soldiers are the cutest people we have. They deserve all kinds of treatment. Pingan, you're the best!”
"Sister Qin hasn't been to school for many years and can't speak. Ping 'an, don't take it to heart…"
Qin Huairu had married into the city from the countryside, and in this era, she was considered a social climber.
Therefore, she was especially good at behaving in the courtyard.
Zhang Ping 'an did not comment. After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Qin Huairu, he turned around and walked towards the front courtyard.
Qin Huairu watched as his back view disappeared.
Then, she carried the washed clothes home.
She opened the thick cotton curtain and entered.
Seeing this, her mother-in-law Jia Zhangshi said,
He hurriedly took the rattan cage used to dry children's diapers and clothes and placed it above the coal stove.
Qin Huairu said as she placed the soaked pants of the locust flower into the rattan cage.
Zhang Ping 'an is back."
Jia Zhangshi pursed her lips and said," That devil incarnate? He was not someone to be trifled with. When he was young, he would go out to fight.”
"When he was 16, he fought with the three kids in the small sheeppen alley in front of him. He opened their spouts and bled all over the ground."
Jia Zhangshi rambled on about Zhang Ping 'an's "glorious deeds" in the past.
Qin Huairu hurriedly stopped him.
"Alright, stop talking. Let me tell you, I saw him just now. Although he looks much more refined than before, it's hard to change one's nature…"
"Don't go out and spout nonsense. Be careful not to offend him…"
This mother-in-law of hers was a chatterbox and loved to go out and gossip.
"I know." Jia Zhangshi nodded and looked at the stick." Did you hear what your mother said? Don't provoke him!"
"I'm not afraid of him. I'm more ruthless than him!”After saying that, he turned around and ran out of the door, heading towards the He family opposite.
Shazhu wasn't at home, nor was He Yushui.
Qin Huairu did not say anything when she saw this.
The stick meme had a small problem of taking things, but it was all from Silly Zhu's family, so it was not a problem.
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