The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

When talking about this matter, the three elders talked loudly and unparalleled.

Even though Wu Yuan was aware of the subsequent development and it was the most reasonable thing to do when he spoke, he did not speak.

They are just trying to keep their mouths shut.

There is no need for me to knock down a whole bunch of people by saying, "You are all outdated."

At least in Liyuan Village, they are the only ones who have escaped poverty and become rich and prosperous.

On the way back.

The ridge of the gravel road has been somewhat dried by the half-day sun.

As a result, my walking became more brisk, and the soles of my feet were no longer covered in mud and sand like when I first came back.

Rao was like this, returned home and entered the small building.

Wu Yuan still kicked off his big leather shoes, put on the slippers that had been drying in the sun, and entered the house.

The sun has been stored in the slippers all morning, and now when you pull them up, you are enveloped in warmth.

In the small building.

The two children were sitting on the sofa, each playing their own thing, with the midday winter sun shining on them.

Song Chunhong wore an apron and was busy in the kitchen, looking back from time to time.

That silhouette really made Wu Yuan feel dazed for a while.

In a daze, I remembered the original joke.

Fortunately, Song Chunhong is not on this channel at this time. I will see him back when I look back.

Then he shouted: "The Dong family's leg of lamb has been delivered. It is hung on the beam in the garage. Take a look."

Wu Yuan slapped his thigh.

I was originally going to stop by the Dong family to pay on my way back.

As a result, I was able to forget about this matter while walking, taking care of the lightness of my feet.

When I came to the garage, I took a look at the leg of lamb hanging on the center beam.

Tsk tsk, the color is bright red and the meat pieces are intact.

It seems that Mr. Dong's knife skills in slaughtering sheep today are quite good.

Wu Yuan did not reach for it, but first moved the simple desk in the corner of the garage to the yard.

After this move, when he turned around, he saw Dahuang staring at the leg of lamb on the beam, salivating.

After meeting the owner's eyes, he lowered his eyebrows, looked around with his tail between his legs, and returned to his kennel.

Wu Yuan moved the desk to the yard under the sun.

Then he reached out and took out the leg of lamb and threw it on the table.

When I reached out and touched the mutton leg, there was still a residual warmth.

Then he took out the ax for killing chickens and ducks from the garage. He picked up the ax and dropped it with great ease.

Soon a leg of lamb was divided into several sections.

Immediately afterwards, the ax was drawn across the mutton leg bone, and the mutton leg meat was easily picked out.

In the hands of a carpenter, an ax is much easier to use than a boning knife or something like that.

After all this work, put all the mutton leg bones and mutton leg meat into the basin and bucket next to the well, fill them with well water and soak them cold.

It wasn't until a soft voice said, "It's time to eat" that Wu Yuan washed his hands with some water from the well, then walked into the house.

Next to the dining table in the room, the two children were already holding a bowl of noodles each, and started to grunt with their little mouths.

Only Song Chunhong was still standing waiting for him. When she saw him washing his hands with the well water outside, she couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it cold?"

After all, I washed the dishes in the morning, but the other party disliked me for using cold water.

Wu Yuan walked into the bathroom and wiped his hands and said, "The well water we just brought up is not cold."

Lunch is delicious egg noodles.

Drizzled with sesame oil, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and cabbage leaves that Song Chunhong picked from somewhere.

It looks pretty good.

Despite this, Wu Yuan still couldn't help but rub his hands and said, "If I had known earlier, I would have come back earlier and made some mutton soup and noodles."

When Song Chunhong heard this, she couldn't help but apologized: "I don't know what to do, so just make do with it."

Wu Yuan nodded.

In fact, there are a lot of ingredients at home.

It's just that Teacher Song still regards himself as an outsider and doesn't make any arrangements.

Otherwise, the four of us, the two adults and the little one, would never be able to eat just one bowl of egg noodles.

Wu Yuan slurped noodles and said, "You and I will stay here for dinner tonight, and Uncle Xu and Uncle Li will come over. I just made the leg of lamb and killed a goose by the way."

Song Chunhong twisted the noodles with her chopsticks and couldn't help but said: "Don't bother me, right?"

"No matter what trouble it is, it's settled," Wu Yuan said without any doubt: "I have to do it anyway, just add two more pairs of chopsticks."

A bowl of noodles is finished.

Wu Yuan bowed his body and entered the pig pen, and a lucky man caught a big white goose.

Since the winter solstice, the pig pens have been overcrowded with poultry.

There was so much poultry manure that it was so smelly that it was really unsightly.

So there are so many chickens, ducks and geese that we have to eat quickly, otherwise we will definitely not be able to live here before the New Year.

The big white goose was grabbed by fate's throat and could only flapping around in the room and squawking wildly.

Fortunately, Wu Yuan didn't make it suffer for too long, and just weighed the weight in his hand.

Just raise your hand and make the big white goose disappear in an instant and send it away.

With two dishes and one soup, the plan for tonight's meal is already there.

There are at least seven or eight side dishes left to make up for the rest.

Song Chunhong rummaged around in the refrigerator in the small building for a while, racking her brains and could only make up four or five recipes.

I had no choice but to come out and ask Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan casually pointed to the garage and asked her to pick it out.

Entering the garage, Song Chunhong was shocked when she looked at the entire wall of freezers and the rows of them hanging on the beams.

This is just the inventory, let alone a meal.

Even a running water mat that can last for a day is enough.

Speaking of flowing water mats, the beginning of the twelfth lunar month is the time of year when weddings and weddings are most intensive.

In the first week of the twelfth lunar month, Wu Yuan could still be lazy and give money to his father-in-law to bring gifts.

Later, as the New Year approaches, it becomes more and more impossible to escape.

Because there were so many seats, it was difficult for my father-in-law to come here alone.

So for one afternoon, the two of them really looked like a couple.

Cooperate seamlessly, chop chop chop chop.

When Liu Hui and Wang Feng came back at four o'clock, the meal was ready and they just had to start the meal.

After Wang Feng got out of the car, she couldn't care less about the exhaustion of being dragged around by Liu Hui for a long time.

We took the two children, who were minding their own business, and kissed them for a while.

Wu Yuan took advantage of Song Chunhong's absence and came over to Wang Feng and said, "Auntie, stay for a casual meal tonight. I have already agreed with Teacher Song."

Liu Hui also took the opportunity to help and said: "That's right, sister, I'll save you two from having to go back and start a gang again."

After speaking, Wu Yuan did not wait for Wang Feng to refuse.

He got up and went outside, saying to Song Chunhong who was busy: "Auntie agreed."

Song Chunhong didn't know that his mother and daughter had been defeated by him one by one.

She was still addicted to the feeling of having sex with Wu Yuanfu and did not get out.

Otherwise, when Wang Feng came back, she would be thinking about leaving.

How could Wu Yuan take advantage of a loophole and defeat them one by one.

It's almost time.

Wu Yuan went to the kitchen as usual. The two pots on the earthen stove were perfect for stewing goose and braised lamb legs in iron pots.

As for the gas stove in the small building, Song Chunhong was able to use it with ease after putting in the pot noodles at noon.

With this two-pronged approach, the fragrance will soon overflow.