Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Chapter 103 The son loses face, the son-in-law earns it back

In the Yang family yard.

Wu Yuan asked Ma Mingchao to drive away and close the door. Only his family members were left inside.

The elder brother Yang Bi and the elder sister-in-law Li Yun have rushed back from Beiyin City.

The eldest sister Yang Chenyu also arrived early, dragging her eldest brother-in-law Ma Changshan. At this time, she was holding Xiao Jiang in her arms. As soon as she smelled the smell on Yang Meng's body, she immediately returned the child to Liu Hui and carried her into the house.

Not only that, even Yang Luoyan closed his business for a long time and rushed back from the county.

The family was shocked beyond words when they saw that their former foul-mouthed middle child, Yang Meng, had fallen to this level.

Is it possible that big cities are full of scourges?

Or is the second child so useless that he can't even support himself in a big city?

Is it so difficult to make money working in a big city?

Yang Ben looked like he hated iron, if you had listened to me earlier and followed your brother-in-law, why would you be where you are today?

Li Yun hid it very well, but he still couldn't hide his slight dislike for this incompetent uncle.

As for Yang Chenyu, he was much more fortunate.

A few days ago, she complained to Wu Yuan that sales at the county department store had dropped and commissions had dropped so much that Ma Changshan's arrogance was rising.

Now when I see my second brother like this, my happiness instantly overflows.

Without contrast, there is no happiness.

A commission of 300 yuan is also quite good.

Doing more housework can also help enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

It's better than being a beggar without money.

YangMeng crouched in the yard with his hands folded, waiting quietly for the sarcastic remarks and taunts from the whole family.

As a result, the head of the family, Yang Zhishu, never spoke, and it was difficult for anyone to speak.

Party Secretary Yang took out the cigarette pot and finally lit it. He took a few long puffs and then said: "Look at your stinky smell. Even Dahei is disgusted with it. Why don't you go wash it off!"

Then he said again: "Old lady, cook. No one is allowed to leave!"

Just peeled it off gently?

Yang Meng, whose head was as shrunken as a turtle's grandson, couldn't believe his ears.

In fact, don't say that he can't believe it.

Except for Wu Yuan, no one else could believe that this would be the result.

The children gathered outside the door, and the neighbors listening behind the walls at both ends of the courtyard were even more disappointed.

That's it?

The whole family began to prepare for today's reunion dinner with doubts.

Yang Ben found Wu Yuan and squatted by the garden.

"Don't worry about Yang Meng's affairs. Even if dad asks you to speak, don't agree."

"Someone has to take care of it." Wu Yuan took a deep breath and said.

"I'll take care of it. I'm his eldest brother. It's easy to beat him or scold him. Besides, furniture delivery in Beiyin does require manpower. Taking him to Beiyin will save you the trouble of making people gossip in your hometown all day long.

"

"Sister-in-law, don't you have any objections?"

"it should be no problem?"

Wu Yuan nodded: "Okay, you can try it with your second brother first. If it doesn't work, I will think of other ways."

May day.

The temperature has just entered summer, but the water temperature is still in spring.

But Yang Meng no longer cared about it.

In the open-air bathhouse, cold water was used to wash away the smelly body over and over again.

It was as if he wanted to flush all the miserable experiences and ambivalence he had experienced at the train station over the past month into a dark ditch.

Then he shaved off his beard and let Jiang Fan simply take care of his hair, returning to his usual bearlike appearance.

But there is still a hint of frustration between his eyebrows.

I'm afraid it won't go away for a while.

After changing his clothes, he saw Ma Changshan handing over a pack of 35 cigarettes, "You go ahead and smoke, I don't have any good cigarettes."

"Thank you, elder brother-in-law."

As soon as he finished thanking him, he saw Yang Ben squatting beside the garden and waving to him.

Yang Meng walked over, squatted down exactly the same, and scattered one for Yang Ben with the help of Ma Changshan's three or five cigarettes.

In fact, Yang Ben no longer smokes this brand.

But for the sake of his younger brother, he still picked up one and said: "People are back, and the past is past. The key is the future, so what are your plans?"

YangMeng blew out a smoke ring and said: "I will find a job and work honestly. No matter how hard or tiring I am, I will accept it. What else can I do?"

"Okay, if you have this intention, I'll be relieved. You don't have to look for a job anymore. Just follow me to Beiyin and I'll arrange it for you."

"Where's my sister-in-law?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

"Brother, tell me the truth. Was this arranged by Wu Yuan?"

"What are you thinking about? I am the agent in Beiyin City. I have the final say in Beiyin."

After Yang Ben finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Wu Yuan, who was taking care of the child with Luo Yan down the corridor.

At dinner time.

Eight cold and eight hot, sixteen dishes, a decent reunion dinner.

Liu Hui really understood what her husband meant and acted decently.

In addition, Liu Hui also ordered a bowl of noodles for Yang Meng.

Since it calmed Yang Meng's surprise, it was also considered a standard reunion dinner.

Party Secretary Yang specially opened it, but Wu Yuan sent two bottles of Moutai that he had never been willing to open.

There was no trace of distress or reluctance between his brows.

As a result, Ma Changshan immediately let go of his hands and feet. After taking the Maotai wine, he started to fill it up with everyone.

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand to grab it: "Brother-in-law, I'll do it."

But Yang Chenyu stopped him and said, "Just let him enjoy himself for once. He has many opportunities to drink, but not many Maotai."

Can't?

Wu Yuan looked suspicious. After all, his eldest brother-in-law was the principal, so he would not be unable to drink Maotai.

In fact, Ma Changshan knew it himself.

There are many opportunities to drink Maotai, but in that kind of occasion and that kind of standard, he is usually not the protagonist, so naturally it is difficult to enjoy it to the fullest.

How is it like today?

They are all family members and can drink whatever they want.

Even if you drink too much and say the wrong thing, it won't be a big deal.

After three rounds of drinking.

Yang Ben took advantage of his father's drunkenness and said directly: "Dad, I have discussed it with Mengzi. From now on, he will go to Beiyin with me to work, just to have some peace and quiet. In the future, he will become famous, and there will be no gossip in the village.

Naturally, there will be fewer people.”

Party Secretary Yang paused and glanced at Wu Yuan.

Seeing that his expression remained normal, he neither seemed relieved nor worried.

Then he nodded and said: "Okay, I'm very relieved that your brothers can know how to help each other."

Yang Meng took the opportunity to raise the wine cup and said, "Dad, I will work hard with my eldest brother! I will never let you down again."

Party Secretary Yang said with a smile: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you disappoint me again. Anyway, no matter how much face you make me lose, my son-in-law can earn it back for me!"

After saying that, he started drinking alone.

When Yang Meng heard this, he held a mouthful of Moutai in his mouth and almost choked it in his lungs.

Listening to these words, it was simply more uncomfortable than beating him and scolding him directly.

As for who this son-in-law is, everyone knows it well.

Yang Luoyan raised her head and held her chest out, with a proud look on her face.

Wu Yuan shook his head secretly. After all, his father-in-law still had high hopes for his second brother and wanted to use himself to stimulate him.

It is right to take strong medicine for severe cases.

But many times, it often has no effect, and may even be counterproductive.

Forget it, let the old man become a living doctor.

(End of chapter)