Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

"Oh." Chen Yuting suddenly realized.

Wan Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't pursue the case anymore. He quickly struck while the iron was hot: "By the way, are you free tomorrow?"

Chen Yuting shook her head, "I have to go to class, so I probably won't have time.".

Hearing this, Wan Ping'an was a little disappointed, but he quickly regained his composure.

He smiled and said: "Then I will go to school to find you."

"Okay... okay."

"Nine-four-three" After dinner, Chen Yuting put away the dishes and washed the dishes, while Wan Pingan went to the yard to chop firewood.

After chopping the firewood, Wan Ping'an cleaned up the house again.

At this time, Chen Yuting had also finished her work and was sitting on a chair to rest.

Looking at the wooden bench in the yard, Wan Ping'an suddenly said: "Daughter-in-law, let's go to the outskirts of the city and buy a stool."

"Why do you suddenly want to buy a stool?" Chen Yuting asked curiously.

Wan Ping'an smiled and said, "I always feel that there is something missing. So, I want to go to the outskirts of the city and buy a stool."

After hearing this, Chen Yuting bit her red lips gently, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded lightly.

"Then let's go now?" Wan Ping'an was extremely happy and urged quickly.

"Okay, I'm going to change clothes, and we'll leave now."

After saying that, Chen Yuting got up and entered the bedroom.

Ten minutes later, the two set off together.

On the way, Chen Yuting turned to look at Wan Pingan, and suddenly said, "I want to discuss something with you."

"Well, you said."

"This fall, let's go to the city together and get the certificate on the way, how about that?"

Wan Pingan suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Chen Yuting in surprise: "Get the certificate? I haven't thought about it yet. Besides, can your family agree?"

Chen Yuting pursed her lips and said, "My parents' level shouldn't be difficult. My grandfather's level can also be tried."

"My grandfather?" Wan Ping'an was startled, then realized, "Oh, you mean the old man?"

"Ah."

Wan Pingan hesitated and nodded in agreement.

A look of joy appeared on Chen Yuting's pretty face, and she continued: "Then it's settled, you will come to my house for dinner on Saturday. I have to prepare some food and wine in advance, otherwise it will appear that we are not sincere."

"Okay, you can make arrangements." Wan Ping'an smiled honestly.

"Then just wait, I'll call grandpa first."

Chen Yuting said, took out her mobile phone and dialed the landline at home.

"Hey, grandpa, I have some good news for you!" Chen Yuting shouted excitedly as soon as the call was connected...

"What's the good news?" Chen Jianguo asked curiously.

"Hey, Ping An and I plan to get married next year. How about letting him take you to the city to play together?"

"Getting married?" Chen Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily, "Very good." After a pause, Chen Jianguo asked again: "What should Xiaofeng do?"

"Uh, um..." Chen Yuting hesitated, "He's still young, so don't worry for now."

"No! We must hurry up!" Chen Jianguo said with a straight face: "He is already twenty-five years old. If we don't hurry up, it will be too late!"

Chen Yuting sighed helplessly and murmured in a low voice: "Xiao Feng still wants to enjoy life for a few more years."

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and discuss the wedding date with Ping An!"

Chen Jianguo put down these words and hung up the phone.

"Tch, really, why are you so anxious?!" Chen Yuting pouted her mouth, muttered, and put her phone back in her pocket.

"Let's discuss the wedding date." Chen Yuting raised her eyes and looked at Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an smiled and said: "I listen to you. I will marry you any day you decide." .

"Hmm..." Chen Yuting held her chin in thought.

After a moment, an idea flashed through her beautiful eyes, she rolled her eyes at Wan Ping'an charmingly, and said, "I have decided, let's hold the wedding on the sixth day of March, how about it?"

"Sure." Wan Pingan agreed without hesitation.

"Haha, are you satisfied so easily?" Chen Yuting said with a smile: "If I said that I hope our wedding will be held in August, will you agree?"

"Of course, no problem!" Wan Pingan said directly without thinking, "As long as you are happy, I am willing to accompany you."

Chen Yuting pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her jade fingers to hook Wan Pingan's neck, "Dear, actually I lied to you. I want to hold the wedding in September because I want to leave a beautiful memory for myself. Well."

"Really?" Wan Pingan was a little doubtful.

Chen Yuting blinked her beautiful eyes, "Of course, I can't lie to anyone, you fool."

"Well...if that's the case, then let's stick to the original plan."

After Wan Ping'an finished speaking, he suddenly leaned into Chen Yuting's ear and said, "So what...should you compensate me for something?"

"What should I compensate you for?" Chen Yuting blinked in confusion.

Wan Ping'an stared at the plump part of Chen Yuting's chest and said with a wicked smile: "You know."

After hearing Wan Pingan's words, Chen Yuting's cheeks turned red immediately and she glared at him angrily, "You stinking scoundrel."

"Haha." Wan Ping'an grinned, stretched out his right hand and pinched Chen Yuting's delicate nose, "Okay, I'm just kidding. How could I bear to bully you."

With that said, Wan Pingan let go of his hand.

Chen Yuting snorted and pretended to be fierce, "Remember not to bully me."

"Yes. I definitely wouldn't dare." Wan Ping'an solemnly promised.

"Then I'll go~bye~"

With that said, Chen Yuting waved her hand to Wan Pingan, turned around and ran towards the street.

Watching Chen Yuting leave, Wan Pingan smiled happily.

At this time, the setting sun had already set in the west, and the remaining sun dyed half of the sky red.

At this moment, Wan Ping'an's home phone rang.

"Hello." Wan Pingan answered the phone.

"Brother Ping'an, it's me." A man's voice came from the phone.

Zhang Xiaojun was a resident in a relatively remote courtyard house.

"Xiaojun? Is there anything wrong with your call?" Wan Pingan asked with some confusion.

"I'm at the end of the village and I want to ask you for a favor." Xiaojun said straight to the point.

"Oh, what's the big deal? Just ask."

Xiaojun pondered for a moment and then began to tell: "Brother Ping'an, my dad's leg was broken. The doctor said it needs to be amputated. However, the medical expenses will cost one thousand."

"Medical expenses?! How much?" Wan Pingan's expression changed.

Xiaojun was silent for a few seconds, then slowly uttered two words, "One thousand."

Wan Ping'an raised his eyebrows and asked 047: "Which hospital treated me?"

Xiaojun said: "Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"Okay, just wait, I'll be there right away." After Wan Ping'an finished speaking, he hung up the phone and hurried out.

Speeding all the way, Wan Pingan soon arrived at the village where Xiaojun lived and saw Zhang Xiaojun standing next to a motorcycle and pacing anxiously.

Seeing Wan Ping An's arrival, Zhang Xiaojun immediately greeted him and said, "Brother Ping An."

Wan Ping'an patted Zhang Xiaojun's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Xiaojun, don't worry, your dad will be fine. I will go to the hospital with you now and pay the medical bills."

Zhang Xiaojun heard this and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Ping An."