The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

After three consecutive days of hot dog days, the sauna days in Beigang are finally over.

When he got off work, Wu Yuan walked out of the office building and felt an inexplicable dryness head-on.

Santana on his way back to town.

Everything has returned to what it should look like in Beigang Xia Tian.

The rice waves are rolling and rolling.

The blue waves are rippling, and the sand boats are constantly flowing.

The days in summer became longer, so that when Santana returned to Wu's small building, it was still dark.

But his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan got home one step ahead of him.

The small yard is filled with the aroma of food.

Wu Yuan pushed the door and got off the car, and walked into the courtyard.

Undergraduates like Zhong Wenqiang and Xiong Feiyan are still under the grape arbor, burying their heads in their homework.

Smart kids are smart.

But for a long time, it always takes extra time and cost to make up for the homework that has been done with confidence.

Wu Yuan walked over with his hands behind his back, staring at him with death.

Seeing the messy mistakes smeared on the homework, I resisted the urge to kick Wen Qiang, and continued to carry out psychological construction and comfort.

Give it to Mr. Song to train for a period of time to see the effect.

It really doesn't work, it's not too late to kick it again.

Ever since the old uncle got behind him, Zhong Wenqiang's buttocks were tense, and he had already formed a stress response.

As a result, the old uncle turned around and left.

Zhong Wenqiang's slack immediately inspired him like a diabetes insipidus.

When Wu Yuan entered the house, he heard his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan talking in the kitchen: "Tonight's big dishes, black fish and eel, do you want to make the same?"

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Let's make fried eel with scallions. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, let the children choose bean sprouts and the like, and then make boiled fish fillets."

After finishing speaking, he said to Zhong Wenyong who was reading with his head down: "Wen Yong, you will be responsible for supervising this matter tomorrow."

Zhong Wenyong let out an oh.

Zhong Wenya puffed out her small chest and said, "Uncle, why don't you let others supervise you?"

Wu Yuan went to wash his hands and said, "I'm afraid your little brain will forget."

"Hmph, I won't forget it!"

After entering and exiting, Zhong Wenqiang finished the homework, Fei also went upstairs to put it away, and then went downstairs like a gust of wind.

Just as the old uncle brought the eel bucket to the door, he squatted down and grabbed the first observation position as soon as he got into position.

Immediately afterwards, Xiong Wu and Xiong Wen also came over.

The three children lined up.

With this group of curious children watching, the originally boring slaughtering work became interesting.

Dinner is eaten in the small building.

There is air conditioning and no mosquitos.

Even so, the children were still sweating from eating.

Zhong Wenqiang also gradually let go.

Because he can also see that the food at the old uncle's house is rich, and there is enough fish.

It has the powerful strength of a bowl of water.

So when he saw that Yang Luoyan was about to reach out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables for him, he took the initiative to pick up a piece of meat into his bowl with lightning speed.

In this way, Yang Luoyan could tell that he failed a few times.

This nephew is so delicate that it makes people feel distressed.

After dinner.

When Yang Luoyan cleaned up the dishes, Wu Yuan wanted to go over to help.

In the end, the two little princesses, Xiong Feiyan and Zhong Wenya, took the position and couldn't intervene at all.

So I can only blend the leftovers, mix them with hot water, wait for the cold air to dissipate, and then distribute them to rhubarb, glutinous rice and rice balls.

As for the florets, they are eaten with glutinous rice.

Nuomi often dislikes this cub who cannot be given away, but there is nothing she can do about it.

The cubs raised by themselves should eat less with their saliva in their mouths, and have to save some for them.

After feeding the dog.

Wu Yuan turned around and saw a group of children staring at him eagerly.

Staring at Wu Yuan inexplicably, "What's wrong, this is?"

As a result, the children were scattered like birds and beasts.

Only Zhong Wenqiang shouted: "Xiong Wu wants to eat watermelon!"

Xiong Wu's voice came urgently: "I didn't want to eat it, but you want to eat it."

Hearing this, Wu Yuan walked into the garage to have a look, and there were indeed quite a lot of watermelons in it, so he picked two, called Wen Qiang and Xiong Wu over, each carried one to the well, and dipped it in the freshly pumped well water .

Summer nights in the countryside are never deserted.

The chirping of birds in the distance, the chirping of cicadas nearby, and the flying mosquitoes in the ears never make people feel lonely.

Several children gathered around the watermelon, their legs were crackling, and they were bitten by mosquitoes several times, and they did not hesitate.

They are all rural children, who hasn't been patronized by mosquitoes?

After more than ten minutes.

Rhubarb and the others were all full, lying on the ground, sticking out their tongues, breathing non-stop.

The children around the watermelon swallowed their saliva.

Only then did Wu Yuan feel that it was almost soaked. He stretched out his hand to test the temperature, and announced, "Kill the watermelon!"

So the cutting board, kitchen knife, and basin were all ready in a blink of an eye.

Just wait for the old uncle to cut the melon with his own hands.

Looking at the anxious little faces, Wu Yuan, as an old uncle, felt unspeakably satisfied in his heart at the moment.

With a knife, the green leather shell was split into two halves, revealing the rustling red flesh inside.

Suddenly, there was a sound of frogs.

Wu Yuan then directly divided it with a big knife, and said while cutting: "This is a sand melon brought in from other places, not like a local melon. The local melon has been soaked in rainwater for so long, even if it is not rotten by luck, if it is ripe, it is still ripe. The melon is not tasty."

"But this is a sand melon from another place. It has been exposed to the sun and absorbed the moisture from the deep underground. The sweetness and taste are both top-notch."

While talking, brush a few knives.

A large watermelon weighing about ten kilograms was divided into about ten slices.

On average, a piece weighs about a pound.

That is not too big, but also easy to mouth.

Even so, seeing the seductive look of the watermelon slices separated, no one dared to reach out and take it first.

After all, in front of my uncle, who would dare to make a mistake?

Even Zhong Wenqiang had to be obedient.

Until Wu Yuan put down the kitchen knife and gave an order: "Eat."

It was only then that the children set their hands on the piece that they had already scouted for.

The action is fast and full of tacit understanding.

Immediately, Wu Yuan picked up the kitchen knife, and when he divided the second watermelon, he wandered around much more.

At this moment, Da Huang stood up suddenly, and a low growl came from his throat.

Wu Yuan said without turning his head: "Someone is here, Wen Qiang goes to see who is here?"

Holding the watermelon in his hands, Zhong Wenqiang rushed to the gate, looking into the dark night in the distance.

As a result, in the next second, the person who came riding out of the night on a 28-bar, gradually became clear.

Zhong Wenqiang suddenly turned pale with shock: "Xiong Wu, your father is here!"

When Xiong Wu heard this, he was frightened, and the action of eating melon was a little faster.

On the contrary, Xiong Wen was still in a daze.

Wu Yuan quickly finished cutting the second melon, came to the gate, raised his foot and said, "You kid, Xiong Wu's father, don't you know what to call?"

"Oh, Third Uncle!"

While talking, Xiong Gang approached by bicycle.

Under the bright light of the corridor, two plump watermelons were dropped on each side of the back seat of the car.

"Third brother-in-law, it's really you."