Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Wu Yuan walked all the way to the school gate.

Just then, the eldest brother-in-law Lin Xianxue and Song Chunhong came out pushing the cart together and locked the door.

Wu Yuan gave Lin Xianxue a piece of Hua Zi and said, "School ends very early today."

Lin Xianxue picked up Hua Zi, nodded the fire with Wu Yuan, and said, "It's a rare holiday, so let him go early."

Through the puff of smoke, Wu Yuan could see that the eldest brother-in-law was in good spirits.

It must have been the burning of paper at the Tombs, which relieved the knot in my mind and brought me back to the spirit level.

But both of them had empty hands.

Wu Yuan asked casually: "Didn't the Education Commission give out any benefits during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

As a result, whenever this matter was mentioned, Lin Xianxue became dejected.

"The Education Committee doesn't care about this. In the past, each school had to do it on its own. But this year, our village-run primary school has just started, and we are stretched in all aspects. It is really difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice."

Wu Yuan could not help but sympathize with Lin Xianxue.

It is conceivable that if I go back empty-handed tonight, I will inevitably complain about it from my eldest sister Wu Shuhua.

But in front of Song Chunhong, Wu Yuan stopped pointing out the eldest brother-in-law's pain points.

It seemed that something sad had been brought up.

Lin Xianxue didn't want to say anything anymore, so he asked instead: "Have you eaten, and what are you doing?"

"Not yet," Wu Yuan held Hua Zi in his fingers, raised his hand to the west and said, "I'm getting ready to go to my father-in-law's house and spend the night there."

"Okay, I'll leave first." Lin Xianxue took half a stick of Huazi into his mouth, stepped on the pedal twice, then got in the car and left.

Song Chunhong and Wu Yuan were left standing there.

Seeing the eldest brother-in-law walking away, Wu Yuan turned around and pinched half of the flower stick and put it behind his ear.

He let Song Chunhong go and said, "Teacher Song, you can go first. Auntie has decided to wait for you to go back for the holidays."

Song Chunhong did not get in the car, but pushed Kun's car and walked with him: "I feel like you are a little different today. Did something happen to you?"

Women are indeed very perceptive.

She saw it all!

Wu Yuan smiled slightly and said in a free and easy manner: "I did encounter some small things that made me feel grateful."

Then he continued: "But it's okay now."

Song Chunhong didn't ask any more questions and just said: "After you left last night, my mother took me and chatted for half the night. She said that she should take good care of herself and maintain good health. Only in this way can she bring happiness and longevity to her two children.

Blessing."

Wu Yuan said with great relief: "It's the best for aunt to think so. In the past, my two children recognized you as their godmother, and I was afraid of bringing a burden to you. Whether it's ideologically or financially..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Chunhong interrupted her categorically: "How could it be? On the contrary, it's us, the two of us, who have taken advantage of the two children."

"Don't talk about that," Wu Yuan pressed the question of who was taking advantage of whom and asked instead: "My wife dragged you into the house for a long time last night. What on earth did she say to you?"

Song Chunhong's hands holding the handlebar suddenly tightened, and she asked without answering: "Didn't she tell you?"

Wu Yuan nodded.

"Then you didn't ask her?"

"asked……"

Not only did I ask, but I also worked on it for most of the night.

Just don’t mention it.

When Song Chunhong saw this, she smiled and said: "Since Boss Yang wants to keep it a secret, I can't tell it. This is a secret between us sisters."

Good guy, it’s a waste of time to ask.

Then, as if she was afraid that Wu Yuan would pester her for questioning, she got into the car and drove away like the wind.

As soon as Song Chunhong left, Wu Yuan met Dong Dacheng, who had turned up from the field, with a bamboo basket in his hand.

"Brother Dacheng, did you just come back from burning paper?"

"Well, are you going to the old party secretary's house?" Dong Dacheng said casually, touching his body by the way, and finally grinned, "I was in a hurry when I came out. I forgot to bring my cigarettes."

Wu Yuan nodded and said, "Well, let's go eat."

Then he threw a piece of Huazi to the other party and said: "Smoke mine."

The two ordered Huazi, and Dong Dacheng hesitated for a long time before asking: "Boss Wu, look at me, I don't know how to do anything. Can I do something else in your factory?"

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "It is possible."

After all, Dong Dacheng's father was the old man's subordinate back then.

If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, Wu Yuan can't say it too hard in one breath.

"But that's not interesting," Wu Yuan changed the topic: "I suggest you wait until next year when crayfish farming is launched on a large scale in the village, and you also try it."

"In that case, we will be busy for three to five months a year. The rest of the time will not interfere with the family's farm work."

When Dong Dacheng heard this, it almost touched his heart.

His wife was married from Yunnan and Guizhou.

If you really arrange a job for him and leave your family and career behind, he will definitely have concerns.

On the contrary, in crayfish farming, nothing is delayed.

The only question is, can this thing really make money?

In front of Wu Yuan, Dong Dacheng had concerns and asked them in person.

Wu Yuan didn't say much and just mentioned: "If you had inquired more, you should know that it was me who proposed crayfish farming in the village."

"In addition, Huiqin, the third eldest daughter of the Xu family, is currently engaged in crayfish breeding, which is quite fruitful. I plan to arrange for this girl to go to the provincial capital to study. When she returns, she can better position herself in the crayfish breeding industry in our village.

convoy."

When Dong Dacheng heard this, he immediately became excited: "Is this true?"

Wu Yuan nodded and flicked the ashes from his cigarette.

Then he suddenly remembered: "By the way, what I taught you before was to ask your sister-in-law to make some gadgets and sell them in school. Isn't this okay?"

"It's successful!" Dong Dacheng sighed and said: "But the naughty kids at school always laughed at her accent. After only half a day, she went home angry. Now there are a lot of imported goods piled up at home.

There’s no place to put it.”

Wu Yuan smiled helplessly.

This business, which you can just make money by lying down, can go bankrupt.

There is really nothing to say.

Immediately he said directly: "Brother Dacheng, if my sister-in-law really doesn't want to do this business, I will arrange it for someone else."

Dong Dacheng waved his hand without hesitation and said: "Just make arrangements, she would rather die than go anyway."

This incident forced Wu Yuan to believe that everyone has his or her own fortune.

People who are not lucky in terms of wealth will not be able to seize the opportunity no matter how good it is.

After bidding farewell to Dong Dacheng, Wu Yuan thought to himself that it would be most appropriate to leave this matter to an old lady who knew how to settle accounts.

You can count such candidates on your fingers in the village.

Mother-in-law Liu Hui definitely counts as one.

But Liu Hui was determined not to put down her dignity and engage in such a small business.

Next up is Song Chunhong’s wife Wang Feng.

But when I looked up, I saw that Teacher Song had disappeared long ago, so I could only press the matter aside and wait for another day.

Finally, after walking a few steps and looking at the village head, I saw Teacher Song coming out of the canteen where he beat Jia Zhizi.

There are so many things to carry in your hands.

Oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, all in one bag.

Taking advantage of Song Chunhong's turning back, Wu Yuan raised his right hand.

This gesture may not be apparent to others at first sight, but as a teacher, Song Chunhong understood it immediately.