Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Wu Yuan fell into a deep sleep while his wife was chattering about planning for the marriage of the two children.

Until I was awakened by a sudden autumn rain at midnight.

The autumn rain was not heavy, but it pattered in the yard and on the windows. The sound it made was similar to white noise with a moderate decibel.

Easier to hypnotize.

But Wu Yuan was not sleepy at all.

Helplessly, he was clinging to his wife like an octopus, unable to move.

Just keep your eyes open until dawn.

Even so, when he woke up the next day on Sunday, Wu Yuan was still in great spirits.

There was no sign of sleep deprivation at all.

As usual, Liu Hui Susu came downstairs quietly after taking a shower. Seeing the rain gradually stagnating outside, she muttered: "I'm afraid the water has risen a lot again this night."

So after breakfast, Wu Yuan carried the shovel, put on his rain boots and went out.

When I went down to the lake and found my own land, I found that the ridges in the fields had long been opened by others, and the accumulated rainwater had almost drained away.

When I met other acquaintances in the village, I stood in the fields, exchanged greetings, and lit a cigarette.

Talk a few words about the aftermath of this year's rice crop, and then look at the rice fields exuding the fragrance of rice after the rain, and express a few resonant emotions.

It’s really like ‘the fragrance of rice flowers means a good harvest’.

Wandering from the north end of his rice field to the south end, after confirming that there was generally no water accumulation, Wu Yuan took advantage of the situation and headed straight to a branch in the south.

This trail goes all the way east, directly to the rice fields in front of my house.

The river channel south of Gangzi is where Xiong Wu, Zhong Wenqiang and the others caught many big fish.

The water level of the river has obviously risen a lot.

As a result, water accumulated in the rice fields south of the canal, and the flow out was very slow.

There is nothing we can do about this.

I can only take good care of it and come and see more often.

Wu Yuan carried the shovel and headed eastward, and saw large fish clearly swimming in the water at several places on the river.

The scene was very much like a big fish having a meeting.

Wu Yuan immediately regretted that he did not bring the simple fishing rod and hook at home to throw a fishing rod.

A good pot of boiled fish fillets.

What a pot of pickled fish...

What a pity.

At this moment, Wu Yuan suddenly caught a glimpse of a big fish, a herring stranded in the mouth of the canal where water flows from the rice field.

It looks like it weighs at least seven or eight pounds.

This big herring may have jumped into this opening as a dragon's gate.

Who would have thought that Longmen didn't jump up, but stranded himself in this hole.

In addition, the water flowing out of the rice fields is getting smaller and smaller, and it cannot wash away its huge fish body.

After going back and forth, we were stuck there.

It's so cheap, it's nothing if you don't pick it up.

Wu Yuan inserted the shovel into the river channel to make a mark.

Then he walked back for a while, found the narrowest part of the canal, jumped over it, and ran back.

When I ran to the spot marked by the shovel, I saw the big herring still turning its cute belly, and I suddenly felt happy.

I just picked two weeds from the rice field. If you don't distinguish them carefully, they are exactly the same as rice.

Then he held down the big herring in its mouth, passed a straw pole through the gills and mouth, lifted it out, and picked it up.

An unexpected gain, it’s quite cheap to start with.

Wait until you walk back across the ditch, return to the marked spot, pull out the shovel, hang the big herring on the shovel handle, carry it on your shoulder, tie it on your chest, and walk back.

It's inevitable to feel a little hairy.

It wasn't until the bicycle bell behind him rang loudly and so close that he suddenly turned around.

He grabbed the car that was about to hit him and said in disbelief: "Why is it you again, Teacher Song?"

Song Chunhong was also speechless.

In order to prevent the car from breaking down and bumping into Wu Yuan from happening again, she had tried not to take the village road today and came directly from the second road to this road.

Who would have thought that we could still meet him.

Fortunately, this time, she had recently replaced her car bell, which came in handy temporarily.

"Yesterday, when the school started, a few children did not come. I am thinking of going home to visit today and ask why."

Wu Yuan looked at the direction the other party was coming from and said, "Have you come back from a home visit? How is the situation?"

When talking about this matter, Song Chunhong couldn't help but sigh: "There are good things and bad things."

This is normal.

It is not easy to popularize compulsory education in rural areas, and there is a long way to go.

So Wu Yuan stopped asking any more questions and changed the subject: "Do you really want to be someone's godmother?"

Song Chunhong was stunned for a moment, then understood, nodded and said: "Anyway, I don't plan to have children in the future. Having a godson and a goddaughter would make life perfect."

After some words were mentioned, Wu Yuan said no more.

As he walked to the edge of the rice field in front of his house, he gave in and said nonchalantly: "Come and sit at home and have a simple meal. I just happened to cook this fish and boil it in water."

Song Chunhong glanced at the Wu family's small building in the rain and fog, brushed her messy hair and said, "No, there are still two students who have not finished the run. I will go back early to prepare lessons after the run."

Wu Yuan stepped aside: "Then you go, I'll get off from here."

Song Chunhong pushed up the car, stepped on the pedals, then got into the car lightly and gracefully, and drove away.

Wu Yuan turned around and got off the road, crossed the river ditch, and headed straight for his small building along the field ridge.

In the vast rice fields, the sound of frogs is heard one after another, accompanied by the sound of cuckoos from time to time.

It wasn't until he reached the end of the field and crossed the low fence beside the rice field that Wu Yuan realized that his wife's figure was hidden in the vegetable garden at the door.

Seeing him appear, Yang Luoyan straightened up: "Why did you come back from the south?"

Wu Yuan said casually: "It was just a leisurely stroll, guess what happened?"

Then he raised the big herring hanging on the handle of his shovel and said, "The food for lunch is here today!"

Yang Luoyan smiled and said: "There is no shortage of vegetables at home. I just sent two over tomorrow. They are in the basin by the well. They are no smaller than you."

Wu Yuan raised his feet and walked home, saying, "By the way, I saw Teacher Song just now. I went to several houses early in the morning."

The rain and fog dispersed, and the sky became brighter.

When nine o'clock came, while Wu Yuan was handling herring, the third sister and her husband actually came on bicycles.

As soon as Wu Xiuhua entered the yard, she asked her younger brother: "Sister, did you make trouble last night? Why didn't you call me?"

Wu Yuan said lightly: "If it were daytime, I would have called. Then your business would be good. It's not worth it for her."

Then he added: "Later, weren't you still suppressed by me? You went back obediently."

Wu Xiuhua said dubiously: "Is everything okay?"

"It's okay!" Wu Yuan said without hesitation, and then he said to the living room: "Third brother-in-law, if you want to smoke, you can go in and get it yourself. I can't spare any time."

In the end, Xiong Gang took out a packet of Huazi himself, stuffed one into Wu Yuan's mouth, and lit it on the side.

Then he said: "You don't have to deal with this kind of thing at my eldest sister's house. This is one of the few things we can help you with."

(End of chapter)