Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Until Yueyue accidentally mentioned: "The melons peeled by dad are so delicious," Xiao Jiang immediately felt that the melons in his mouth were no longer sweet.

Seeing this, Yang Luoyan touched his son's head and said, "You made the mistake first, so dad beat you, right?"

"Think about it, dad came into the house with two melons, just to cut them for you two to eat..."

"If you hadn't thrown away the hard-earned money that San Gu earned, would you have eaten this melon long ago?"

"Besides, even if you make a mistake and get beaten, dad will still cut the melon for you to eat, right?"

Yang Luoyan's random thoughts.

I don’t know how much the child can understand, but at least his fear of his father has been diluted and he can eat melon again.

Then I touched my son's head, feeling mixed feelings in my heart.

It is said that if the son does not teach, it is the father's fault.

But every time a father ‘teaches’ his children, it is at the expense of the close relationship between father and son.

Everyone thinks it's pitiful for a child to be beaten, but who can understand the sacrifice and responsibility of being a father?

Just then, the phone next to the sofa rang.

Yang Luoyan hurried over to pick it up, and heard his old father's roar coming from the phone: "What's going on? Why did your mother come back crying alone so late at night?"

"Dad, listen to me, this is what happened..."

After a while, the old party secretary hung up the phone.

When she returned to Liu Hui, she immediately said with unusual force: "Okay, stop crying! It's your fault. Even if you don't let me enter the house tonight, I will come to the same conclusion."

"The child scattered tens of thousands of dollars everywhere, shouldn't he be beaten? As a father, what does it have to do with you to discipline your children?"

"If a son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault. If a jade is not polished, it will be useless! If the child doesn't teach well, how will he inherit his father's huge industry in the future, even though he is so patriarchal and spoiled like you?"

"When the time comes that the child is useless, you put your hands behind your back, turn around and leave. They will worry about it until they die and won't stop."

"I'm telling you, it's easy to worry about! It's such a big industry, and it's all trivial if the child's moral character is not up to the mark, and it could lead to disaster..."

The old party secretary became more and more enthusiastic as he talked.

After all, with his son Yang Meng as a precedent, he has a deep understanding of raising sons.

However, what responded to him was the sound of the door slamming, accompanied by a subtle locking sound.

Come on, I really can't enter the house this time.

I can only spend the night in another room.

Even so, the old party secretary has no regrets at all.

Because his wife made this mistake at the child's house, he took the opportunity to regain some of the limelight of taking advantage of her.

This is an unexpected gain.

So I hummed a song, took a bath, and fell asleep hastily in the west room.

At the same time, Yang Luoyan put the two children to sleep and returned to the room.

Seeing his man lying on the bed with his back to the door, Yang Luoyan leaned over and praised him: "Husband, the way you hit your son just now is so handsome!"

Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, my son has fallen asleep now.

Otherwise, if you really hear this sentence, you may doubt your life.

Wu Yuan turned over, hugged his wife into his arms and said, "Mom, you go and have a good talk tomorrow. After all, I'm not irritating her."

However, Yang Luoyan held her husband's chest and said confidently: "What's wrong with attacking her? She was wrong in the first place, so you have to endure it. I'm a man teaching children, and she shouldn't have interrupted in the first place."

"And she is usually too pampered towards Xiao Jiang. She is a typical patriarchal person. It's ridiculous that I have been deceived by her for so many years. I have wanted to talk to her for a long time!"

Wu Yuan's heart was filled with joy and he hugged her tightly.

After all, this daughter-in-law is really considerate, what more could a husband ask for?

Apart from being considerate, the couple had to discuss the distance between hearts, which path is closer?

This discussion lasted one night.

The next day Yang Luoyan got up quietly, made breakfast in advance, took off her apron, and was about to go back to her parents' house to do some ideological work for her.

But he saw Liu Hui entering the door carrying a basket, followed not too far behind by Party Secretary Yang with his hands behind his back.

Yang Luoyan hurriedly greeted him.

The two women passed each other at the door of the small building, and Liu Hui didn't even pay attention to her, so she went straight into the house and took out the freshly packed meat and vegetable buns in the basket.

Yang Luoyan was dumbfounded.

Until the old party secretary came up and reminded: "What are you doing standing still? Your mother got up before dawn to prepare breakfast for you. Go and apologize to your mother."

"Oh, oh," Yang Luoyan hurriedly turned around and entered the house. While leaning over to give Liu Hui a hand, she said in a coquettish tone: "Mom, I was wrong. I should have picked you up last night, but then too much

I’m tired and I really can’t run..."

Liu Hui still didn't speak.

Then the old branch secretary interrupted and said, "Okay, I'll stop it when it's good."

Then Wu Yuan opened the door and came out of the house. He yawned and gave the old party secretary a piece of cake. Then he said to Liu Hui: "Mom, I really didn't blame you last night."

The old party secretary took over the conversation and said: "I advised your mother last night that the children must be well educated! If you can give your children such good growth conditions, but still beat them when they deserve it, that's great."

I was worried about this before, but now I am completely relieved.”

Liu Hui is still a little bit unable to get off stage.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to criticize my daughter's bad breakfast, she vented a few words. When Xiaojiang rubbed her eyes and went downstairs, she called her "grandma" and she couldn't hold back any longer...

So the whole family had breakfast together and regained the joy of the past.

So much so that after the meal, the old branch secretary lingered for a while, smoking several huazi with Wu Yuan and chatting for a long time.

Until Lao Xutou turned down the village road on a large 28 pole and pedaled to the door of the Wu family's small building.

Before he got out of the car, he shouted to the old party secretary: "Old Yangtou, you really made it easy for me to find him! Hurry, hurry, someone from the county is here."

The old party secretary asked doubtfully: "Why are there people from the county?"

Wu Yuan followed up and asked: "Who is coming, Uncle Xu?"

Regarding the two men's questions, Old Xu answered together: "It's Director Wan from the county government office who is here to help the county magistrate come tomorrow to cut the ribbon for the village primary school."

When Wu Yuan heard that it was Director Wan, he immediately nodded and said: "He is from County Magistrate Xu, that's right."

But the old branch secretary was already trembling, and he couldn't even speak properly: "Xu Xusu, County Magistrate Xu, why are you here?"

Originally, the director of the education committee had already made the village go to great lengths to entertain him.

How can we do this if we have another county magistrate?

I'm afraid the craftsmanship of Mr. and Mrs. Xu's family is not up to par.

Lao Xutou came over, took Wu Yuansan's Hua Zi and said, "On the way here, I thought about it, and I guess I came here for Xiao Yuan."

When the old party secretary heard this, he stopped trembling immediately and straightened up his back and said: "It's true! Let's listen to what Director Wan has to say first. Anyway, our village will try its best to cooperate. The conditions are really not good enough. Should the county be tolerant?

You have to be tolerant.”