Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

For the older generation, there is nothing wrong with focusing on ordinary things like eating, drinking, and eating.

Wu Yuan said happily: "Dad, of course."

After saying that, Wu Yuan walked quickly for a few steps: "Dad, you go sit in the pavilion for a while and I will open the doors and windows to get some air."

While he was busy, he explained: "Don't look at the roots of this imperial city. You can see sandstorms blowing from heaven to earth. Every time you leave, if these doors and windows are not closed tightly, your house will turn into a desert when you come back."

This statement is naturally exaggerated.

But the sandstorms in the capital are really severe these days, that's all.

"That means you just happened to have good weather today."

Zhao Furen looked up at the sky. He couldn't even see the sky clearly. Everything was gray. Is this a good day?

Accountant Li looked at the clean yard and wondered, "Nothing in your yard is as exaggerated as you said!"

At this time, Wu Yuan came back after opening the door and window, and gave each of the three elders a flower.

Then he picked up the lighter and handed it over and said: "Uncle Li, there are people who help take care of my yard on weekdays."

Party Secretary Yang lit up his cigarette, took a puff, looked at the fish pond under the pavilion and said, "Hey, are there any fish here?"

Wu Yuan hummed: "A few koi carps were given by friends when we moved."

When all the flowers were drawn, Wu Yuan let the three elders into the main room.

I made a pot of tea myself and moistened the mouths of several of them.

After moisturizing, I took my father-in-law and let Accountant Li and Zhao Furen follow me around the courtyard.

At first, the three elders enjoyed watching it, talking and laughing.

After seeing it, I immediately showed them silence.

Originally, the Wu family's small building in the village had been chasing other families in the village for more than ten years.

In comparison, this courtyard house in the capital has become a ceiling that they will never be able to touch.

Go back to the main tea room.

Wu Yuan refilled the pot of tea for the three of them, and then his father-in-law asked: "What else do you have for a yard like this?"

Wu Yuan nodded: "The other set is a little further away."

After being shocked, Ma Mingchao also came back.

The three elders didn't even know that Ming Dynasty was gone and coming back.

So Party Secretary Yang also asked: "Why are you waiting so long to park your car tomorrow? Is it difficult to park outside?"

Ma Mingchao didn't know what to say or not, so he seemed hesitant.

Wu Yuan had no choice but to point it out immediately: "Dad, I asked Ming Dynasty to go out and buy some specialties for you, and bring them back later."

Party Secretary Yang immediately refused.

Wu Yuan immediately silenced him and said: "You didn't bring any specialties to the Northeast this time, did you? Mom is waiting at home!"

These words not only silenced my father-in-law.

Even Accountant Li and Zhao Furen fell silent.

Who doesn’t have a gossipy old lady who wants to see the outside world?

It's really not appropriate to go back empty-handed after finally taking a trip.

Party Secretary Yang immediately said: "I will give you the money. Since I want to bring special products back, how can I ask you to spend it?"

When Accountant Li and Zhao Furen heard this, they also expressed their opinions.

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Dad, Uncle Li, Director Zhao, do you want to meet me? How much can I spend on some small specialties?"

The three elders smiled sarcastically.

Party Secretary Yang followed up and said: "But having said that, there are really many local specialties in the Northeast, and they are really good. If I hadn't spent all the money on errands this time, I decided to take some back.

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Accountant Li and Zhao Furen followed suit.

Naturally Wu Yuan also knew.

What about old wild ginseng, deer antler, deer blood, etc.

Immediately comforted: "It's okay, Dad, I will buy it again when I have the opportunity."

Looking back, Wu Yuan said to Ma Mingchao: "Sit down and have a drink of water. We will go to the square for a walk in a while."

But Ma Mingchao didn't even sit down and said: "It's okay, I'm not thirsty. How about we leave now!"

These days, the square is a must-visit place for a trip to the capital.

A hero may not be a bad man, but he must walk around here.

Otherwise, it is tantamount to coming to nothing.

So everyone got up and went out. As the three elders got into the car, Wu Yuan locked the courtyard door and got into the passenger seat.

The Mercedes-Benz left the alley in Dongcheng District and headed straight to Chang'an Street a few kilometers away.

On Chang'an Avenue these days, you can still park in front of the square, and there are even bus stops.

Ma Mingchao dropped everyone off at the edge of the square and then found a place to park.

When you get off the car, you are in the square, a classic scene that has appeared countless times on TV and in movies.

Wu Yuan saw the three elders getting excited.

At this time, a photographer nearby came over and chatted up: "Boss, would you like to take a photo? Color photos cost two yuan each!"

Wu Yuan didn't care how much he paid for a photo, he directly pulled over the photographer and said: "You follow these three old people, as long as the photo is good, you will be indispensable."

If he hadn't been pressed for time, Wu Yuan would have directly called Xiaoshuai, Yan Ruqing's professional photographer, to come over and take the photo.

In which round do they get a bargain?

But having said that, these photographers who take pictures of tourists from all over the country in the heart of the motherland make a lot of money.

After saying that, Wu Yuan followed behind.

Let’s see if this photographer is professional.

Fortunately, the other party was quite dedicated and didn't just pick up the camera and take random pictures to make up the numbers.

Instead, the three oldest girls are arranged in classic positions, classic angles, and classic poses every time...

After arranging it for a long time, I took the photo seriously.

Ma Mingchao, who followed later, saw that the boss let the photographer take pictures like this, and couldn't help but sighed: "How much does it cost to ask him to take pictures like this?"

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "It's rare for them to come here, so it's better to take more pictures. Who said that neither of us is good at handling cameras?"

An hour later, the photographer took two full rolls of film.

Wu Yuan paid half of the deposit on the spot, then left a phone number and asked the other party to have it washed and send it over with the film for settlement.

Then I accompanied the three elders to the memorial hall.

After coming out, the three elders felt very heavy.

Wu Yuan didn't do much to comfort him, and silently arranged for the three elders to get in the car and go straight to the Capital Railway Station.

Next to the train station, I had a bowl of noodles with them, then I packed up my luggage and specialties, bought a platform ticket, and took it to the train myself.

The hard-seat compartment is no better than the soft-seat compartment, and the chairs inside are torture for the waists of the seniors.

But Wu Yuan discovered that not only his father-in-law, but also Accountant Li and Zhao Furen had glimmers of light in their eyes.

It seems that this execution in the square gave them some inexplicable power.

It seems that the external fatigue of traveling has long been ignored.

At the end, Party Secretary Yang even disliked his daughter-in-law and said in a long-winded way: "Okay, we three old guys are not children. Don't worry, get off the car as soon as possible."

Then Wu Yuan could only turn around and leave.

Before leaving, Accountant Li warned from behind: "As soon as the photos come out, send them to the village as soon as possible. Don't forget it."

"I know, I can't forget it."

Wu Yuan got off the train and stood on the platform.

Until the whistle blew, the whistle roared, and the train left in the afterglow of the evening.