Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Chapter 330 As long as you make money, you can talk about anything

The silver Santana was driving on the provincial road back home.

After going back and forth so many times, Ma Mingchao's driving skills became more and more stable and smooth, and Wu Yuan even experienced the smoothness of a closed highway in advance.

In the back row, his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan was leaning on Wu Yuan's shoulder, wrapped in a thin blanket, sleeping soundly.

Wu Yuan also tried his best to keep his figure as still as possible, so as not to disturb his wife's sweet dream.

As a result, when I came down from the gas station to relieve myself at noon, half of my body was numb.

The funny way of jumping up and down made Yang Luoyan feel particularly distressed, and complained even more: "You feel so uncomfortable sitting there, why don't you wake me up?"

Wu Yuan said nonchalantly: "It's rare to see you sleeping so soundly, why should I wake you up?"

"Besides, I can just move around and it won't be a big deal."

So for the second half of the journey, Yang Luoyan let Wu Yuan sleep on her lap as a reward.

But Wu Yuan was not sleepy at all. He could not see his wife's face while resting his head on his wife's lap, which made him feel indecent.

So I didn't lie down for a while, then I sat up, fastened my seat belt honestly and said, "If I lie down like this, I won't dare to step on the accelerator tomorrow."

Yang Luoyan stretched out his hand to pry his head off and said, "Then you put your head on my shoulder..."

Hearing the two bosses in the back row fussing over each other, Ma Mingchao wished that there was an iron plate between them to separate them.

It's true that he is a driver.

But as a driver, do you deserve to be fed dog food?

So at half past two in the afternoon, Silver Santana returned to the Wu family's small building. After Ma Mingchao helped take down the luggage of the boss and his wife, he stepped on the accelerator and slipped away.

What kind of noodles are you left to eat? You’ve already been fed dog food.

At home, Liu Hui still makes noodles by hand.

I started making a fuss about the toppings of the noodles from early in the morning.

However, the couple did not eat lunch, mainly because Ming Chao insisted not to eat, for fear of making them sleepy while driving, so neither of them ate.

So I took my family's hand and started to roll the dough, and ate it like a wolf.

The various toppings made from diced pork had no taste at all, and they were all eaten down.

After eating, Wu Yuan felt sleepy indeed.

He leaned on the head of the sofa and took a nap, letting his two children, Xiao Jiang and Yueyue, crawl around on his feet.

As a result, just after taking a nap, Nuomi barked.

Wu Yuan woke up with a jolt.

Dahuang didn't bark, but Nuomi did, so he guessed it was an acquaintance.

Looking out through the glass window, it turned out that my father-in-law, Yang Zhishu, wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket, came in and shouted to Nuomi: "Go, go, go!"

Fortunately, it's not retreat.

Wu Yuan stood up and went out to greet me: "Dad, why are you here free?"

Yang Zhishu said: "I will divide the mulberry fields for each household in the back. When I see Ming Dynasty driving by, I will know that you two are back."

"Let's go inside and sit down."

However, Party Secretary Yang knelt down under the porch and said, "I'm covered in mud, so I won't go in."

Wu Yuan smiled knowingly and went in because he was afraid of being scolded by Liu Hui.

Even if Liu Hui doesn't scold her and makes the house dirty, Liu Hui will still have to mop the floor and clean it in the end.

So I had no choice but to squat down with my father-in-law, handed over a red panda and said, "Did the land division go smoothly?"

Party Secretary Yang took the little panda and looked around until Wu Yuan explained: "Shanghai people are very popular in smoking this." Then he allowed Wu Yuan to get angry and said: "Planting mulberry trees is a trivial matter. Now our village is with you.

There are many people making money, and the man who heads the family rarely cares about such trivial matters at home."

Wu Yuan nodded: "The pattern has come up."

Party Secretary Yang responded: "Even if he wants to argue, he still has to think about your relationship with me."

Wu Yuan, however, did not take any credit and said, "That's because Dad, you already have a high prestige in the village."

Party Secretary Yang smiled and said with pride: "That's not necessarily true. I heard that other villages in the countryside did not implement it smoothly."

After smoking a cigarette, Party Secretary Yang stood up and said, "Luo Yan didn't come back with you?"

Wu Yuan turned back and pointed to the bedroom and said, "She should be busy in the house. I'll call her."

"No, no." Party Secretary Yang walked down the steps of the porch and said, "Follow me to the school for a walk. There are some issues that you need to consult with."

So the two men went out together.

Wu Yuan gave his father-in-law another red panda, but Party Secretary Yang stopped picking it up and asked directly: "Do you have any children?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Only half of the huazi was smoked when the two men stood in front of the land where the village primary school was located.

Party Secretary Yang pointed to the south and said: "Look, last time you built the school gate to face the north. But please pay attention to the terrain. It is higher in the south and lower in the north."

"The gate faces north. If the house is built on the low-lying land in the north, won't it be covered up when it rains? But if it is built on the high slope in the south, what is the use of the low-lying land?"

"This is easy to do," Wu Yuan said immediately: "For the safety of the children, the house must be built on the high ground in the south. These low-lying lands should be opened with a road in the middle and raised. As for the two sides..."

Party Secretary Yang mused: "The low-lying land on both sides is perfect for growing crops."

Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

In my impression, in the first few years after the village primary school was built, crops were indeed grown in the low-lying land to the north.

Every harvest time, Dong Xieyan organized the students to harvest and thresh grain, which really allowed the students to experience the hardships of rural survival.

It can be regarded as a vivid learning mobilization class.

It's a pity that in the end, he carried all the food back to his home, which was a bit of an anticlimax.

It was not until later that the school secured funds that a track paved with carbon residue was built around the low-lying land. Gradually, two basketball hoops were built and self-leveling, turning it into a playground for major events.

So this time, Wu Yuan said directly: "This low-lying land should be padded up and used as a playground."

Yang Zhishu stared at him: "You said it's easy, how many square meters of earth and stone will it take?"

Wu Yuan explained: "We should build better school conditions from the beginning so that we can recruit more good teachers. If we are short of money, the furniture factory can advance the payment and deduct it from the village's dividends at the end of the year."

Party Secretary Yang thought for a while and then rejected Wu Yuan's proposal: "The money does not need to come from the village. This year's river construction has not been completed yet, so we will go from house to house, transport a few square meters of earth, and it will be built up naturally."

"also."

Wu Yuan is used to using money to solve problems.

But the veteran party secretary who has been rooted in the countryside for many years is always used to solving problems based on the actual situation in the village.

In contrast, the old party secretary's method is more in line with the situation in rural areas.

"Dad, when will the construction start?"

"The twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, February 23rd in the Gregorian calendar."

Wu Yuan made an assessment and said, "Hey, we still have to wait for a few days. It won't be cold anymore, right?"

Party Secretary Yang shook his shoulders, pulled his coat up out of habit and said, "It's the first month of the year, and it won't be cold for a few days. I'm not worried about getting cold, I'm just worried about rain."

Wu Yuan thought about it, right?

The Beigang area has been flooded for several years since this year.

Therefore, this school must be built before the summer floods come. Otherwise, there will be no chance of opening the school in September this year.