Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

When I returned home, Nuomi was feeding her cubs.

The four puppies all used their strength to feed, kicking on the ground, sharpening their heads and arching forward.

The grapevines in the yard are already lush and green, adding a rare touch of greenery to the farmyard.

Wu Yuan clapped his hands and entered the small building. Seeing his wife Yang Luoyan still busy at work, he immediately stepped forward and said: "I'll do it, wife."

Yang Luoyan's hands were full of foam, and the hand touching the bowl and the hand touching the loofah vine were all stagnant.

Then he said: "I've almost finished washing, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Wu Yuan said oh, pushed open the kitchen door, and walked around in the kitchen.

After I came back, I sat on the sofa, patting my legs with my hands, and my rhythm became faster and faster involuntarily.

Yang Luoyan saw everything and couldn't help but smile.

Then the whole night, my wife was busy.

Busy here, busy there, never stopping.

Finally, Wu Yuan finished washing and leaned against the bed. He was about to fall asleep when he heard the door ring and his wife Yang Luoyan came in wearing a suspender nightgown with two pieces of black stockings.

Wu Yuan suddenly felt no longer sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and straightened up.

"Daughter-in-law, what happened?"

Until his wife came close to him, Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"It's nothing!" Yang Luoyan said lightly, with a subtle fragrance permeating every move he made.

Wu Yuan finally uttered the soul torture sentence: "It's okay, why should you reward me?"

Yang Luoyan leaned forward softly and said, "My man has done good deeds without leaving his name. I am not allowed to reward him?"

In an instant, Wu Yuan understood: "Teacher Song is looking for you?"

No wonder when I came back today, there wasn’t any of the expected thank-you moments.

Song Chunhong thanked Yang Luoyan directly.

And judging from my wife's current performance, this trick is quite effective.

Wu Yuan's mind immediately relaxed, and his back straightened up.

The day back to the village passed quickly.

Song Chunhong, who has temporarily ended her teaching life, holds books in her hands all day long and plays with grapes in her spare time.

As for Wu Yuan, she knew that a phone call and a few words to express gratitude were far from enough.

But now that the other person's life is peaceful and beautiful, not disturbing him and conveying his gratitude is the greatest reward.

Song Chunhong was not naive enough to really cause trouble for Wu Yuan.

And more importantly, this kind of gratitude is not enough for a person to save himself from right and wrong, but it is not bad at all.

It was not until three days later that Song Chunhong received a call from the Education Committee.

The call was made to the Liyuan Village Headquarters.

Song Chunhong learned through the loudspeaker in the village that she had her own phone, so she hurried to the village headquarters in the broken car that rang except for the bell.

At that time, the old party secretary, old Xu Tou and accountant Li were all there.

Song Chunhong blushed and called a circle of people, then sat and waited in the empty seat next to her.

The three old guys also had to finish smoking the cigarettes in their hands and stop smoking.

Finally the phone rang.

None of the three of them moved, letting Song Chunhong pick up the phone, then hummed a few times, and hung up the phone without saying anything.

Seeing the expression on Song Chunhong's face that was neither sad nor happy, but sad and happy at the same time, the old party secretary knew what was going on and nodded Hua Zi again without saying a word.

After all, it was his daughter-in-law who did it, and he felt that he had the qualifications to rely on his elders.

But the same expression frightened Old Xu: "Chunhong, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're hysterical?"

Accountant Li also echoed without understanding: "That's right, are you okay? What did you say on the phone?"

Song Chunhong was so excited that her knuckles turned white, and she murmured: "Uncle Xu, Uncle Li, Uncle Yang, I have a teacher."

Lao Xu slapped the table: "This is a good thing!"

Accountant Li also took the opportunity to smoke. He even offered one to Song Chunhong before taking it back and saying, "It's definitely a good thing. Our village finally has a serious teaching teacher."

Song Chunhong's brain is still digesting.

She originally thought that Wu Yuan just helped her resolve the dispute and let that gentle scum get the punishment he deserved.

But he didn't expect that he would realize his long-cherished wish with his hands.

It can even be said that it saved my life.

For substitute teachers all over the countryside, joining the workforce means that a daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law after many years.

The heart is wide and the world is wide.

As for how Wu Yuan did it, Song Chunhong couldn't figure it out.

But it was definitely him who did it, that's right.

Because the timing is too coincidental.

Soon the old party secretary's triumph confirmed this point and said: "Chunhong, don't be too excited. I asked Xiaoyuan to handle this a long time ago. Our village is so big, we can't even have a teacher on staff."

No."

"...I didn't expect that he didn't finish it until today. It seems that he put in a lot of effort."

Song Chunhong's voice became tearful as she said, "Uncle Yang, how can I repay such a big favor?"

The old party secretary waved his hand and said, "If you like teaching, just teach it well and let more children in our village become talented. This will be your reward."

After listening to the old secretary's earnest words for a while, Song Chunhong left with a heavy heart.

When Song Chunhong walked out of the village gate, Mr. Xu said angrily: "Old Mr. Yang, tell the truth, are you compensating the girl of the Song family? After all, if your family doesn't disrupt the situation, Teacher Song may not marry him.

Give it to Xiaoyuan, and you can enjoy happiness with me."

"Fart!" the old party secretary immediately jumped to his feet and said: "It was Xiaoyuan who hired me at the beginning!"

Old Xu changed the subject and quickly comforted him: "I'm joking with you, can't you hear it? Look at you, you're still in a hurry, hurry up!"

Seeing that the two old guys almost fell out on the spot, Accountant Li said sadly: "Chunhong is so pitiful. The boss is no longer young, and it is even harder to find a partner."

After hearing this, the other two old guys sighed together.

As the end of May approaches, summer in Beigang has begun with quiz mode.

This is reflected in the fact that when Wu Yuan rode home from the furniture factory, he went from not sweating at all to now being wet on his chest and back.

Although I haven't reached the point where I'm sweating profusely, the heat is definitely coming.

There are not many wheat seedlings in the fields. When they turn golden, they are scattered in clusters one after another.

But it still needs to be collected.

The old ladies who were looking after the house began to get busy.

Even schools have taken a week-long holiday to allow the children to go back with their parents and grandparents to experience the hard work of harvesting... and the hardships.

After all, after working hard for several days and only harvesting a small amount of wheat, it was not only difficult, but also heartbreaking.

The good thing is that this year you don’t have to pay the public grain. If you harvest more or less, it’s all your own.

Otherwise, the situation will only become more distressing.

During this period, some clever children took the opportunity to pick up lobsters and eels and sell them for money, which could supplement their family income to some extent.