Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

This is where laymen look at the door and insiders look at the excitement.

A layman looked at him and saw that Zhang Yongcheng also led a project like a human being, and he definitely made a lot of money.

An insider can tell at a glance that the little money he earned actually came from a less than glorious background.

It comes at the expense of interpersonal relationships.

Zhang Yongcheng was stunned, but at that time he felt that there was no place for his old face.

He just sighed again and again without wanting to speak.

After sighing, Wu Yuan chased him away and said: "Yongcheng, take those gifts back and think about it carefully. It won't be too late to come to me after you think about it."

As a result, Zhang Yongcheng walked away.

He didn't take away those gifts.

With Wu Yuan's current wealth, he doesn't care about cans of cigarettes and alcohol.

But it can also be seen from this incident that Zhang Yongcheng is capable of causing trouble.

No wonder he did pretty well in his previous life and later in his life.

Although his reputation is not good, he is rich.

As soon as Zhang Yongcheng left, Wu Yuan nailed up a strong blackboard frame in a few seconds.

I also polished it with sandpaper.

To prevent the children and Teacher Song from accidentally touching it and getting stuck on barbs or something like that.

This small job is not a big deal to him.

It's just that these dog days of summer are a bit unfavorable, and it still makes him soaked to the skin and sweating profusely.

Wu Yuan put the shelf under the eaves of the corridor, washed his hands by the vat, and took off his undershirt, leaving him shirtless.

His wife Yang Luoyan had already prepared a change of clothes for him in the living room.

Seeing this, he asked, "Why don't you come in and cool off? Are you enjoying basking in the hot sun?"

Wu Yuan went into the garage freezer, picked out a mung bean popsicle, tore off the wrapping paper, put it in his mouth and said: "I just made the crayfish and eel. I will cook them for you and the children, and then I will go directly to the county."

Already."

When Yang Luoyan heard this, he was about to go out and said, "I'll bring you a table fan to blow it over. Although it's hot air, it's better than no wind at all, right?"

"No need," Wu Yuan quickly stopped: "You'll be sweating even if you blow, and you'll be sweating if you don't blow. What's the difference to me? On the contrary, if you blow, you'll be sweating no matter how busy you are."

Yang Luoyan had no choice but to do the next best thing and said, "Then you can do the same thing. Anyway, you and dad are not at home for dinner tonight. Mom and I, with a litter of children, can't eat much."

When Wu Yuan thought about it, it was right.

Eat good food slowly and pay attention to the long flow of water.

More importantly, if the children's mouths are full of food after one meal, what else will they do in the rest of the day?

So I finished the mung bean popsicle in three mouthfuls. Taking advantage of the sweetness and coolness in my mouth, I found a climbing stool that was hot in the sun, sat down by the tank, and started to handle the crayfish.

Because compared to eels, these twenty kilograms of crayfish are more difficult to store for a long time.

Yang Luoyan in the living room finally went out, found a straw hat, and put it on for her man.

Living room on the second floor.

While Song Chunhong was teaching the children, she would look at the calm figure in the yard from the window from time to time.

It is hard to imagine that a big boss who has such a big business outside can actually calm down and sit still and do such trivial things at home when he returns home.

As I watched, my eyes couldn't help but become fascinated.

Wu Yuan had no idea about this.

Compared to Song Chunhong's gaze that drifted over from the second floor from time to time, the feeling of the blazing sun rays shining on her body was much more obvious.

Fortunately, dealing with crayfish was already familiar to him.

In addition, the thirteen-spice seasoning powder at home is all ready-made.

After many days, Wu Yuan returned to his old business, and it was still smooth and pleasing to the eye.

On the contrary, if someone comes to help, if you can't keep up with your own rhythm, it may disrupt his rhythm.

Soon, there was smoke from the kitchen and birds were rising.

Fortunately, when the kitchen house was first built, there were enough windows and the air ducts were designed cleverly.

On the one hand, it is for lighting, and on the other hand, it is for ventilation.

Although it is the dog days of summer, there is not much difference whether there is ventilation or not, but at least once the stove heats up, the whole room will start to steam, and people cooking in it will not have sweat dripping so hard that they cannot be wiped off and fall straight into the pot.

Otherwise, when you cook a pot of crayfish, you don't even need to add salt, just sweat it.

When four o'clock came, the scent of crayfish filled the air and floated upstairs.

Zhong Wenqiang is ready to move. This is the smell that his uncle personally delivered to his home last time.

As for Xiong Wu, he is even more confident, which is just like his mother.

Zhong Wenqiang was so angry that he looked at him: "If my uncle didn't teach my third aunt how to cook, how would you get the taste of mother?"

After saying that, he stuck out his tongue at Xiong Wu and made a face to show his disdain.

Zhong Wenya naturally supports her brother.

Xiong Feiyan was forced to take a side and stood beside her eldest brother.

As a result, as soon as they joined in, the confrontation immediately escalated.

Song Chunhong found that she coughed so many times that her throat was hoarse and she couldn't suppress it.

I had to use my trump card in advance and scolded him harshly.

One by one, they stopped.

Then Song Chunhong decisively ended today's trial teaching.

When he came downstairs, he didn't see Wu Yuan, but he asked about Yang Luoyan: "Director Yang, does your family cook dinner so early?"

Yang Luoyan heard the song and understood the elegant meaning: "Are the children restless and making you angry?"

Song Chunhong smiled and said: "They were indeed distracted when they smelled the fragrance. Don't talk about them, even I was distracted. But that's not a problem. Mainly because I didn't have much preparation today, so I ended it early."

Yang Luoyan quickly persuaded him to stay and said, "Teacher Song, why don't you stay and have a casual meal? There happens to be a big pot of lobster cooked at home, so you can try it too."

Song Chunhong insisted: "No, no. I got to know a lot with several children today, and many of them are good prospects. I have to go back as soon as possible to find teaching materials and prepare targeted lessons."

Yang Luoyan then thought: "If it's hard to find textbooks, Teacher Song, please tell me."

"Junior high schools are harder to find," Song Chunhong said honestly. "After all, I am familiar with primary school textbooks. But Wen Yong seems to have found all the books and brought them with him. This child is very motivated to learn and will definitely be a good prospect in the future."

Wu Yuan mentioned this to her more than once, and Yang Luoyan naturally knew it.

But coming from Teacher Song's mouth, that's another story.

On the one hand, I feel proud of you, but on the other hand, I also feel that Teacher Song has a certain eye for students.

At least he is a reliable teacher.

In this way, it would not be in vain to waste one's own men on getting her a teaching position.

Yang Luoyan thought so and shouted upstairs: "Why don't you come down and see Teacher Song off?"

Seven or eight children surged down.

The teacher is finally leaving, why not be more positive?

After Yang Luoyan sent Song Chunhong out of the door, he said apologetically: "Teacher Song, he has just been busy all afternoon and is taking a shower, so he cannot come out to see you off."

When Song Chunhong heard this, she even said it was okay and walked faster.