Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Even though his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan believed Teacher Song's words and even wanted to give someone another Kun car, Wu Yuan felt that these words could not be taken seriously.

After all, what can a two- or three-year-old child see?

Even if you look up from a young age, you will know how old you are when you are three years old.

But the two children are still some time away from their second birthday. After all, they are not yet three years old.

But even so.

Nor can it dampen the enthusiasm of my daughter-in-law.

It is the expectation of most parents to hope that their children will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes.

Nowadays, daughters-in-law are not exempt from customs.

Fortunately, thanks to Teacher Song's flag, the little awkwardness between the two of them was finally resolved.

Liu Hui was inevitably arrogant and pampered Xiao Jiang more and more.

Until late at night.

Yang Luoyan is still thinking about this matter.

It seems that the two children making a living by studying are more exciting and exciting than the sales of clothing in her factory.

After thinking about it, he even took Wu Yuan's arm and suggested: "How about we let Teacher Song be the godmother of the two children?"

Wu Yuan looked at her: "Why do you think one thing is the other thing?"

In rural areas, when a godmother is found for a child, the reason is that the child is afraid that the child is not strong enough and will find someone to take care of the disaster.

To do this, a very rigorous set of procedures must be followed.

The child's biological parents not only have to organize a serious family recognition ceremony.

During the fourth festival of each year, heavy gifts should be prepared on behalf of the children and given to the godmother.

Otherwise, even if they are superstitious, no one would be willing to protect other people's children from disaster.

Of course, this ritual has undergone many changes since its development.

After all, food and clothing are a problem for most people, and the heavy gifts during the Fourth Festival are really a big burden.

So some people use the transfer method to transfer to a tree at the end of the village, a well at the end of the field...

In this way, there is no need to send heavy gifts during the fourth festival.

When you need to burn paper to pay homage, you can burn the papyrus and return your wishes.

It was rare for Yang Luoyan to be glanced at by her own man. Not only was she not annoyed, but she was rather pleased with herself.

She came closer to her husband and said coquettishly: "Don't you also hope that Teacher Song will be the mother of your child?"

Wu Yuan broke free from his wife's interlock and denied it: "I don't want to, I didn't. If you say it again, I will sue you for defamation."

But Yang Luoyan said confidently: "Don't you think about the two children at all?"

Then he said in a righteous and awe-inspiring tone: "Don't worry, for the sake of the future of the two children, it's okay for me to feel a little wronged."

"If you say you are a stupid wife, you are not smart." Wu Yuan said in a confident tone: "Let's make the family business bigger and stronger and hand it over to our two children in the future. What's better than not doing it?"

However, Yang Luoyan pressed forward and said, "If our two children can graduate from college in the future and take our class, wouldn't we feel more at ease?"

"Even if it is," Wu Yuan muttered, "then there are many ways to go to college."

Yang Luoyan shook his arm and said, "Then tell me."

Wu Yuan put down the newspaper and said: "First of all, the undergraduate admission rate of Shanghai BJ is higher than that of our province. If you want to increase the probability of your two children going to college, transferring their academic status to these two places is definitely more reliable than recognizing their godmother.

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"One more thing, the two children are only 2 years old now. By the time they take the college entrance examination, it will be in 2006 or 2007. Maybe it will be much easier to take the college entrance examination at that time..."

With his bald mouth, Wu Yuan almost came up with words like university expansion, industrialization of education, undergraduate students everywhere, and graduate students as numerous as dogs.

Fortunately, he stopped his mouth in time.

But in this case, it is a bit unconvincing.

Especially Yang Luoyan insisted: "But I still want my two children to get into college on their own."

Wu Yuan agreed: "Yes, no matter how many ideas we give them, they will ultimately have to rely on their own efforts."

Yang Luoyan immediately sat up and said, "Then you agree to let the two children recognize Teacher Song as their godmother?"

Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel dizzy.

After talking for a long time, why did you come back again?

"Whatever you want," Wu Yuan was at a loss. He threw his wife down and said, "Instead of worrying about whether these things are available or not, it's better to have two more children. I won't believe it then, and none of them will be able to make a difference!"

Yang Luoyan laughed and said, "What do you think I am? Besides, family planning, you can have children if you want to?"

Wu Yuan groped his wife nonchalantly and said, "If you want to go abroad to study without being fined, you can go abroad to study. But having said that, if you let my father handle the matter and the fine is smaller, you might save money than studying abroad."

Yang Luoyan twisted her body and smiled: "You understand again! How come you understand everything..."

Wu Yuan said unswervingly: "I also know foreign languages, let me teach you foreign languages!"

This study lasted one night.

They studied much more seriously than Dean Chen and the Ukrainian girl.

Two days in a row went by in a blink of an eye.

Sanjie’s barbecue stall will also be officially launched on the night of the 29th.

After all, I ate for free for three days in a row.

Internally, Wu Xiuhua, Miao Hong and Zhang Yan have almost perfected their barbecue skills.

Externally, the barbecue stall business has also been completely established through free trials.

Because in the past two days, many old customers who used to love crayfish have been recalled.

Dusk falls.

The cemetery at the west end slowly disappeared into darkness, looking quiet and solemn.

The night market in Dongtou became brighter and warmer with scattered lights.

Wu Yuan came directly after work.

Xiong Gang also left work early and returned home.

So the two of them each held a huazi, squatting in the darkness next to the front room, watching the stalls that were gradually filling up, and chatting incessantly.

"Three days of free trial of skewers!" Xiong Gang sighed: "The cost of the ingredients for the skewers alone cost 500 yuan, not counting the charcoal and labor costs.

It’s almost up to my three months’ salary!”

Wu Yuan looked at the energetic back of the third sister and said: "The third sister is very courageous. There will definitely be no shortage of people tonight."

Xiong Gang flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said slightly conservatively: "In these three days of free service, more and more people have come here. Many people even come here to eat the free skewers. Of course, they can't help but buy some drinks and side dishes later.

What."

Wu Yuan nodded, not surprised at all.

The free model is definitely one that will be passed on to ten, and ten will be passed on to hundreds.

Not only can it attract old customers, but even new customers will be brave enough to try it because it’s free.

In this way, it is not unusual at all to eat about five hundred pieces of food.

However, Xiong Gang continued: "But if we charge a fee today, I'm afraid some people will be unhappy. I don't know how many people will be left who are willing to spend money to eat kebabs in the end."

This is indeed a problem.

The loss of customer flow caused by free transfer fees is inevitable.

Wu Yuan did not give any consolation, but said to the point: "Third brother-in-law, you have to admit that such customers are not the target customers of the barbecue stall. Losing them is not a loss at all."

Xiong Gang hesitated and said, "You're right."

But his brows were still so furrowed that he could squeeze out tears.

(End of chapter)