Chapter 133: Helping Qin Jingru's Family

It's the month of wax.

The city is slowly getting a little bit of a New Year's flavor.

After the pay, the food is disbursed.

During the Chinese New Year, no matter how difficult the days are.

There are also some rations of sweets, pastries, biscuits and other non-staple food supplies.

It's not a lot, but it also has that meaning.

In addition, there will also be welfare distribution in the factory, such as grain, oil, vegetables, etc.

There is no pork, and there is no pork supply in the entire capital now.

There are only a small number of cans, but they are still being snatched up.

As for the countryside, it is not so lively, and most of them are nested at home.

"The commune is out of work?" Jiang Ping'an was surprised.

I have no life, so I have to eat my own relief food, and I can't eat the collective food.

Qin Jingru shook his head and said, "It's not gone, but it's suspended, and it will be decided after the beginning of the year."

"Then your dad is lying in the house?" Jiang Ping'an frowned.

Qin Jingru took a sip and hummed softly.

She didn't mention anything about going to the house.

She has only followed Jiang Ping'an to live a good life for a few days now.

She has a large family, and she can rely on Jiang Ping'an to help her, but she can't help all the time.

If you give a few catties of food today, what about tomorrow?

Now everyone's life is sad, not one or two.

If life is not good, will you continue to help?

She hasn't argued with Jiang Ping'an yet, there are too many variables.

If Jiang Ping'an is disgusted and angry, and drives her away, without her, what can she do?

Dead skin and face entangled? Can it be entangled?

At that time, Jiang Ping'an was evil, even if he followed her, wouldn't his life be sad?

Therefore, not only did Qin Jingru not mention the words of helping her mother's family.

Even her mother's family, even if they are hungry, do not come to her future son-in-law's house to ask for trouble.

For what?

It's not that I hope that my daughter will have a better life and be more sensible, and Jiang Ping'an will be able to treat her better.

Seeing Jiang Ping'an frowning, Qin Jingru obediently got into his arms and whispered:

"Brother Ping'an, everyone lives like this now......

"Don't worry if my mother's house doesn't have anything to eat."

"Now there is relief food, although life is difficult."

"But it's much better than almost breaking out of cooking some time ago."

Jiang Ping'an sighed and said, "Send that bag of sweet potatoes at home!"

Speaking of which, every time he went to the countryside, he brought sweet potatoes, but he rarely ate them.

At most, throw it into the stove hole and roast it, and occasionally eat it fresh.

"Send it all? Too much, right? It's nearly a hundred pounds!" Qin Jingru exclaimed.

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "One family, don't talk to two families."

"If you have sweet potatoes, even if you boil them and eat them, you can fill your stomach."

"Take another can of oil, put a little bit at each meal, and people will be much more energetic."

When Qin Jingru heard this, she was moved to throw herself into his arms and cry.

The parents and relatives at home couldn't eat enough, so they could only lie on the kang, and she was actually distressed.

But she really can't help it, because not long ago, she was living like that!

Now he finally followed Jiang Ping'an and ate a few full meals.

She didn't dare say anything at all.

But she didn't say it, but Jiang Ping'an took the initiative to send food over.

Even if it's just a bag of sweet potatoes, you can eat it for a long time if you save it.

At a critical time, it is something that can save life, and gold is expensive!

"Silly girl, don't cry, there will be a good life in the future." Jiang Ping'an said softly with relief.

After Qin Jingru cried, she burst into tears and smiled, looking at Jiang Ping'an's eyes full of tenderness.

After wiping away her tears, she asked, "Send it over now?"

"Send it now,

Let's go over together." Jiang Ping'an nodded.

So the two of them did not delay and came to the kitchen.

Jiang Ping'an had a lot of strength, and he lifted the sack weighing nearly 100 catties with one hand.

Qin Jingru is not surprised, Jiang Ping'an's strength has always been very strong.

In previous years, there were no bicycles.

He can carry more than 200 catties of things and walk dozens of miles of mountain roads.

"I'm going to lock the door, or I'm not going to worry."

After Jiang Ping'an went out, Qin Jingru spoke.

Then he locked the kitchen door and then the hall door.

Now the home is not as good as before.

Whether it's furniture, or food in the kitchen, it's precious.

It has to be locked to be reassuring.

"When you're away, my sister-in-law comes to accompany me at night."

Walking on the path, Qin Jingru said. c

"Sometimes my mom comes over to stay with me."

"They'll be over at least one night anyway."

"It's a single family here, and my dad and brother will come over to look around when they get up at night."

Jiang Ping'an nodded, Qin Dingguo often came over to help him take care of his house in the past.

Because the partition is close, it is convenient.

This is also the reason why the two families are relatively close.

Now it's closer.

A son-in-law is half a son, and a daughter-in-law is half a daughter.

Although the two have not yet held a wedding.

But as long as Jiang Ping'an makes a decision, he will not change.

If it had been before, Jiang Ping'an would not have sent food over, and no one had sent it.

Now it's different from the past, the relationships are different, and the way things are handled is naturally different.

As long as Qin Jingru doesn't go to his mother's house for three days, it's a matter of principle.

The Qin family.

The whole family was nesting on the kang, not daring to come out and walk around at will, wasting their rest.

There is not much food at home, so I can save a little bit, and I can be more abundant in the days of the New Year.

"Ping, Jingru, you're here?"

"What is this? Sweet potato? So much?"

"Sent to us? Don't, don't!"

"You sent us, what do you eat? Get it back!"

Qin Jingru said, "Dad, Brother Ping'an heard that you were hungry, so he brought a bag of miscellaneous grains and sent it."

"Wouldn't the New Year's food be more abundant? Don't shirk it."

Qin Dingguo hesitated, "You sent us here, what are you eating?"

"There's still one at home, don't worry, just take it." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

The family's eyes were red with emotion.

Qin Dingguo held Jiang Ping'an's hand tightly and was speechless for a long time.

At this time, I saw Qin Jingru holding a jar again.

"Jingru, what are you?" Qin Dingguo wondered.

Qin Jingru smiled and said, "Dad, this is a can of lard."

"Put a little bit of paste in the paste every day, and people should be more energetic."

The corners of Qin Dingguo's mouth trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

After a long while, he turned around and wiped his tears.

Qin Jingru bit her lip, stuffed the jar into her father's arms, and said with a smile:

"Don't hesitate, take it! After eating the oil, you will grow stronger!"

"This was brought by Brother Ping An yesterday."

"You eat secretly, just don't let anyone know."

Qin Dingguo opened his mouth, hugged the jar tightly, and burst into tears.

Her daughter has a good eye and sees Jiang Ping'an right.

As soon as this future son-in-law saw the shadow, his own family took advantage.

In these years, whose son-in-law will send so much food to his father-in-law's family?

Anyway, I haven't heard of it within the Red Star Commune.

Not to mention sending it, it's good if you don't come to the countryside to pull food.

Qin Huairu's family, isn't this exactly the case?

After a while, the family's mood gradually stabilized.

Qin Dingguo wanted to leave the two of them for lunch, but Jiang Ping'an politely refused.

Originally, there was a shortage of food at home, and if they ate here, they wouldn't add a burden to the Qin family?

Back at home, Qin Jingru leaned on Jiang Ping'an's arms and whispered:

"Brother Ping'an, the most correct thing I have done in my life is to follow you."