Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

After a while, the two children played together again.

It seems that Wu Yuan, a villain who upholds justice, has done all his work in vain.

The phone next to the sofa in the main room rang.

Wu Yuan quickly walked over and picked up the call, only to realize that it was a call from his father-in-law, asking him to take the children over for dinner.

After hanging up the phone, it was indeed getting late.

I put the two children on the 28-meter bar. Since there was no child seat, they were careless about what was going on.

If the child falls on the road and hits a stone, it is not worth it.

He simply didn't ride a bike, locked the door directly, and slipped out with the two children.

As a result, after walking a few steps, Xiaojiang reached out for a hug.

Both children are now stocky and far from being as light as they were when they were children. Wu Yuan couldn't hold one in his arms.

So I could only pretend to be serious: "Go by yourself."

Xiao Jiang pouted again and was about to cry, but Yueyue held his hand and made him forget about it.

When they passed by the construction site of the village-run primary school, Zhang Yan and Miao Hong came out as they were finishing work.

One by one, they held Xiao Jiang and Yueyue in their arms and walked away.

As he walked, he complained about Wu Yuan and said: "Master, the children are only so old, and you let them go by themselves. You are so cruel!"

Wu Yuan asked confidently: "They are all rural children. If it were your own child, would you be so spoiled?"

Zhang Yan had nothing to say.

Miao Hong snickered.

Rural children are indeed not so used to it.

But the conditions at Master's house are no worse than those in the city. Why should the child suffer so much?

Does Master want to raise the two children like rural children?

More than ten minutes later, on the road behind the red brick house of the old branch secretary, Zhang Yan and Miao Hong put down their two children, reluctant to leave.

Zhang Yan asked with envy: "Master, how do you raise your children? They smell so good."

Miao Hong echoed: "Yes, it smells milky and milky, it smells really good."

For the remaining short distance, Wu Yuan didn't need to rush them, and the two children stumbled away on their own.

Because Liu Hui was already waiting there.

Even so, Wu Yuan still got Liu Hui to complain: "You can let your child walk on his own for such a long way. You are so cruel as a father."

I don't care at all what this next-generation relative says.

Wu Yuan didn't bother to explain and went straight into the courtyard.

In the main room, the banquet has been laid out.

Except for my father-in-law Yang Zhishu and three old masters, there was no one else.

As soon as Party Secretary Yang saw him arriving, he pointed to the seat facing him and said, "Xiaoyuan, come and sit down."

Wu Yuan washed his hands and sat down without even bothering to wipe them.

Subconsciously picking up the Wuliangye bottle, only to find that it was already full.

The banquet was very rich. Although it could not keep up with the New Year lineup, there were four cold dishes and eight hot dishes.

Wu Yuan accompanied the elders wholeheartedly without any airs.

As a result, several old chefs chatted about Mr. Wu Da's glorious years while drinking.

I won’t talk about the unparalleled scenery in a military life.

There is a box gun, but it has never been fired and there is no need to mention it.

These are all old news.

Just talking about the time when the old man came back, the glory and dignity that relatives and friends came to see him in droves are all lamentable.

Wu Yuan still has memories of these things.

Those years were considered the best times for the family.

Then things took a turn for the worse...

Finally, let’s return to the present and Wu Yuan.

Mr. Wu Da's glory is back again.

The popularity of the Wu family now is almost the same as it was back then.

It's as if times have turned a corner and gone back to the past.

Wu Yuan felt really ashamed when he heard this.

He himself knows how much luck is involved in his current glory and so on.

By the luck of rebirth.

Otherwise, it will be like what happened in his previous life. By the time he earns some money, Mr. Wu Da's glory will have been completely wiped out with the passing of the older generation.

Where else can the glory be reappeared?

However, he was too embarrassed to refute the old masters' praise.

I can only know in my heart that I need to be low-key and low-key.

After a meal of drinking, the three masters were a little drunk, and they were completely obsessed with the renovation of the Wu family mausoleum.

He was so concerned that he copied the same old rules.

Nothing can be saved.

Wu Yuan quickly winked at his father-in-law, saying it was time to stop.

There is no need for red tape or anything like that.

After all, in the end, it was he, the head of the family, who suffered.

What's more, my two cousins ​​from Taiwan in my previous life erected a monument and planted three pine trees, which turned out to be quite good.

It's nothing more than a sustenance.

After having enough wine and food, Wu Yuan and his father-in-law sent the three old masters to the village road behind the tile-roofed house.

The old masters chatted a lot and their chests banged loudly.

After hearing this, the two men couldn't help but wonder whether they should send someone to send them back.

Unexpectedly, when the masters turned around and left, their steps were like flying, and they were soberer than anyone else.

When she turned around and returned to her father-in-law's house, she saw Liu Hui stuffing the dog bowl into his father-in-law's hand and asking Wu Yuandao, "Did you spank the child this afternoon?"

Wu Yuan thought to himself, I can't beat my own son or daughter?

It's just that I didn't say these words, and it would hurt my feelings to say them.

He turned around and looked at his father-in-law, who took the dog bowl and went directly to feed Dahei.

This is hopeless.

At this moment, a voice came from behind and said: "Mom, what's wrong with a father beating his own son and daughter?"

Wu Yuan looked back and immediately beamed with joy.

When it comes to protecting shortcomings, she has to be her own daughter-in-law.

Especially after being reprimanded like this by her own daughter, Liu Hui opened her mouth, but it was hard to say anything.

Wu Yuan took his wife in hand: "Have you eaten?"

Yang Luoyan said in a gentle tone, "I had some noodles at home."

Then he turned around and said ruthlessly: "Let's go, let's take our son and daughter home."

This time it stung Liu Hui.

Liu Hui protected the two children and stepped out of the way: "At worst, when you two discipline your children in the future, I just won't interrupt."

Then they all muttered: "Look at your willingness to not suffer any losses, you don't know who you followed!"

Yang Luoyan didn't really think about it, so she walked down the steps and said, "That's right, Mom. You guys are so close to each other, you love your children to the point of death, and they are easy to spoil. As a man, I am willing to discipline my children. That's

The blessing of children.”

The old branch secretary also came over and echoed: "That's right, if the son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault."

The couple sat at their parents' house for a while, and then went home under the bright moonlight.

Before leaving, Yang Luoyan finally saved face for her mother and did not forcefully take the two children home.

On the way, Wu Yuan finally had the time to ask: "Is everything busy over there in Shanghai? I haven't been here for a few days."

Yang Luoyan hugged her husband's arm and said, "It's such a big thing to erect a monument and build a tomb for my parents. I'm not allowed to come back to see it?"

Wu Yuan joked: "Are you afraid that I won't sign your name? Don't worry, the words "daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan" must be there!"

Yang Luoyan looked satisfied: "That's pretty much it..."