Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Along with the steam from the large pot in the kitchen, the aroma of dumplings spreads everywhere.

Only the last ray of the setting sun remained outside.

At the entrance of the courtyard, Wu Yuan and his brother-in-law Yang Bi went from standing to chatting to squatting. They chatted a lot without realizing it.

In the courtyard, Song Chunhong was peeling a large head of garlic, but Xiao Jiang, a troublemaker, spread it all over the floor.

Until Yang Luoyan shouted from inside: "Eat dumplings."

Song Chunhong then took out the trump card and said: "Quick, pick it up and give it to your godmother! If your parents see it, they will definitely beat you."

Xiao Jiang was still holding a big head of garlic in his hands, squinting his eyes and smiling, as if he was trying to distinguish whether his godmother's words were true or false.

As a result, the next second, he was kicked in the butt by Wu Yuan who came back from outside the hospital.

Caught off guard, I fell down and sat on the ground.

Xiaojiang naturally wanted to burst into tears.

It's not because of how painful it is.

Rather, he was caught off guard and frightened by the sudden punishment.

Wang Feng saw this and was about to rush over.

However, Liu Hui quickly caught her and waved her hand secretly, signaling you to leave it alone.

Song Chunhong was also stunned by this.

But she was an educator after all, so she did not blindly protect her children.

He just picked up the big garlic on the ground and said, "Hey, Xiao Jiang, you did something wrong and were punished by your father, right?"

"Then what did you do wrong?"

"Shouldn't we scatter the garlic cloves that godmother worked so hard to peel all over the yard?"

"How about picking up the big garlic with your godmother and then admitting your mistake to dad?"

This is a very scientific guide.

It is not just a blind defense.

Wu Yuan saw it and let it go.

He has been a white face before, and he can't change his face right now.

As a result, Song Chunhong's guidance was very effective. Xiao Jiang howled and crawled over to pick it up.

Even Yueyue, who roamed the yard with cats and dogs, joined the team of picking up.

Seeing this, Wang Feng felt relieved and listened to Liu Hui talk about many so-called past events.

It's just that Wu Yuan, as a father, is so cruel and strict.

Song Chunhong and her two children went all over the yard to pick up a large head of garlic. They put it next to a well and rinsed it with water. Then they put it in a garlic mortar and pounded it into mud. The difficulty doubled.

Because of the water, each garlic bulb becomes extremely slippery.

As soon as it was smashed, it flew out and rolled all over the ground.

Xiao Jiang burst into tears and laughed.

This made Song Chunhong feel a little embarrassed.

Wu Yuan took the garlic mortar and went to the kitchen to add some fine salt.

With the blessing of salt, the big garlic became much more at ease, and it was smashed into minced garlic in three strokes.

Drizzle some vinegar and pour some sweet oil.

Bowls of hot dumplings were served on the table, each one extremely plump and plump.

Even so, you can still see the subtle differences in everyone's skills.

Wu Yuan took it into his hand, took a quick look, and judged: "My bowl of dumplings are all made by Teacher Song, right?"

Yang Luoyan smiled knowingly, knowing that her husband's guess was right.

Song Chunhong was a little curious: "How did you see it? They look similar to me, right?"

In fact, besides being curious, Song Chunhong was also a little worried.

He was afraid that there were some obvious flaws in the dumplings he made, but Wu Yuan recognized them at a glance.

Wu Yuan said with all his treasures: "The folds of the dumplings made by Luoyan are not like this. The ones made by mom and aunt have less filling. So the only possibility left is that they were made by you."

Song Chunhong felt relieved, gave a thumbs up in admiration and said, "You are very observant."

Yang Luoyan interrupted with a smile: "Eat quickly, brother has already finished a bowl!"

Yang Ben originally planned to show off secretly, but just showed off to the fullest.

As a result, Yao Meier discovered it after just one bowl.

Fortunately, after discovering it, there was no delay in him continuing to show off, finishing three bowls of dumplings in a row.

I tasted all three types of fillings.

Good guy, I don’t know.

I thought he was going on a long trip.

Even so, when he finally had enough to eat and drink, Yang Luoyan still packed two lunch boxes for him and took them with him.

I took it back to my sister-in-law Li Yun and the two children to taste it.

Yang Ben wanted to accept it but refused to accept it.

Until Yaomei stuffed it into her arms and said, "I have a lot of bags today, so just take them with you, brother."

While talking, Ma Mingchao drove the Bentley Mulsanne to the door.

Yang Luoyan didn't care about pushing and pulling with her elder brother, and turned around and went into the house to pack her husband's luggage.

After packing up and leaving, Xu Zhaodi also arrived.

The farewell team suddenly grew stronger.

Even Yang Ben, who originally planned to leave first, stopped moving.

It wasn't until Wu Yuan was put in the car and he watched the Bentley Mulsanne drive away that he started to leave.

Seeing her husband leaving home again, Yang Luoyan felt reluctant to leave, and she had long been used to it.

Song Chunhong, on the other hand, stood in the perspective of farewell for the first time.

Looking at the car's taillights fading away, my heart felt inexplicably empty.

He just held Xiao Jiang in his arms tighter.

Wu Yuan, who was sitting in the car, watched the lights of Wu's small building behind him getting farther and farther away and getting smaller and smaller, and he felt a lot of reluctance in his heart.

Without you at home, these two children would be lawless again, right?

Without you at home, your daughter-in-law has to be both father and mother, right?

It's just that these days, the first priority is to support the family, and few people realize that companionship is equally important.

The journey went smoothly to Pengcheng Railway Station.

Ma Mingchao handed the car to Xu Zhaodi and told him to turn around and go back.

Although it was still early for the two of them to get on the bus, there was no need for Zhao Di to waste time with her.

Besides, the two tall men didn't carry a huge amount of cash with them, so the safety factor was maxed out.

After spending more than an hour in the waiting room of Pengcheng Railway Station, I boarded the express train from Shanghai.

The two of them were still in soft sleeper berths, one above the other.

The other two bunks are still empty.

Wu Yuan was used to it, after all, the price of soft sleeper berths was there.

On weekdays, during the off-season for passenger traffic, it is common for them to be vacant.

Wu Yuan stepped onto the upper bunk and fell asleep.

In a hazy state, I felt that the door of the soft sleeper compartment was opened several times, as if there were whispers and inquiries.

But none of them have the rhythm of 'what's more, what's more, what's more,' which is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

When I woke up, it was already dim outside the window.

Only then did Wu Yuan realize that a new female customer had arrived in the upper bunk opposite in the middle of the night.

Only the curled up backs were exposed to the two of them.

After all, the sense of oppression between myself and the two great men of the Ming Dynasty was too strong, and it was not intentional to scare this girl like this.

So after Wu Yuan got out of bed and washed his face, he came back and sat on a folding chair next to the aisle.

After sleeping all night, I felt a little hungry.

He took out the two lunch boxes of dumplings that his wife had packed in the bag, and gave one box to Ming Chao as a cushion.

Turns out I just ate a few.

I saw the female guest with her back curled up get out of bed, and at first glance, she turned out to be a girl with a bit of an eccentricity.

"Can I try one?"