The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

The school was in session, and Teacher Song came over suddenly, and Wu Yuan didn't know why.

But when he saw the two ducks on the handlebars, he understood everything.

"Godmother, what are you doing?"

As soon as Wu Yuan's big Dutch accent came out, he stomped his feet and looked anxious.

So funny that Song Chunhong didn't hold back on the spot, and turned her face to smile.

After laughing, he regained his sullen face and said, "I came today as Teacher Song. My mother said that this teacher's make-up is worth a lifetime of ducks from our family."

Fortunately, at this time, his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan had already come out to welcome her.

These two women are as close as sisters.

Yang Luoyan took Song Chunhong directly to the pigsty at the door, seeing is believing: "I can't finish eating, I can't finish eating at all."

Song Chunhong took the opportunity to untie the rope buckles on the duck's paws and said, "The two children are in need of nourishment. These two are female ducks, and the eggs are reserved for laying. The salted duck eggs are just right."

In the end, Yang Luoyan didn't stop her, allowing Song Chunhong to slip the two female ducks through the gap in the net cover.

Anyway, the initiative is with me.

When I go to give gifts to the two children in the evening, I just make up for it.

Song Chunhong turned around, and saw Xiaojiang and Yueyue rushing out of the building, and threw themselves into her arms.

Especially Xiao Jiang, who took the lead.

Being hugged by Song Chunhong was not over yet, the little face was arched on the godmother's neck, very intimate.

Seeing that Yang Luoyan was gritting her teeth, the words "little bastard" stuck out between her teeth.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Wu Yuanti coming out with tribute vegetables and paper money.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to digest food, he planned to burn the paper money.

In the past, Wu Yuan was burned on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, and he had dinner after the burning.

But tomorrow, I'm going to my husband's house, so I want to do the things at home first.

Song Chunhong put Xiaojiang down, and hugged Yueyue in her arms for a while, so that the rain and dew were evenly wet.

Only then did he tell Yang Luoyan: "My school will have classes soon, so I won't sit any longer."

Liu Hui also came out of the building to say hello.

Only then did Song Chunhong push the car out the door, lightly got on the car from the front bar, and flew away.

And Wu Yuan, who was the first to go out with paper money and tribute vegetables, was always careful.

Watch out for bikes behind you.

as expected.

As soon as he walked to the village road behind Xiao's house, he saw Song Chunhong chasing after him on a bicycle.

Then, as always, he wanted to 'create death' him.

Fortunately, he was prepared to jump away.

Song Chunhong couldn't argue with her words, the car brake was quite clever when she met Yang Zhishu.

However, meeting Wu Yuan is not easy.

I even braked ahead of time, and still made such a misunderstanding.

Wu Yuan joked with a smile: "Mr. Song, Principal Song, you are supposed to be thinner, and the inertia of the car should be even smaller. How come you hit me and couldn't stop?"

"Did I offend you somewhere?"

Song Chunhong was fluent in class, but she couldn't speak well in front of Wu Yuan.

"Where is it? This brake is not effective when braking, it is really confusing."

As he said that, he slapped the brake lever angrily.

It seems that the brake lever can feel pain.

While talking, I went back to the entrance of the village primary school.

Wu Yuan seemed to agree with this explanation, and directly skipped the words, and said, "I'm leaving, you are busy."

Seeing Song Chunhong enter the school gate, Wu Yuan continued to walk forward.

I saw Dong Dacheng raised his head in the vegetable garden behind his house and asked: "Boss Wu, Shangling burns paper, why don't you drive that car, so that Mr. Wu Dacheng can see and see, you are more prestigious now than he was back then."

Wu Yuan kept walking and replied: "Brother Dacheng, what you said is wrong. The old man was accompanied by a platoon of guards with seven or eight guns, how can I compare with a car?"

Dong Dacheng said thoughtfully: "That's right. But now you are the only one in our Beigang, no worse than the old man who dominated the Subei area back then."

Speaking of the powerful and turbulent half of the old man's life, it is indeed more exciting than most people.

But that's all in the past after all.

With the passing of the old man, everything will return to ashes, dust to dust.

Wu Yuan stood in front of the Ruxin mausoleum, and these were the thoughts in his mind.

The three Jinsong trees are extraordinarily tall and straight, lush and lush, as if welcoming Wu Yuan's arrival.

There were traces of recent burning in the pond, it should be that the third sister asked the third brother-in-law Xiong Gang to come over and burn it in advance yesterday.

"Father, mother, let me tell you about the current situation of our big family..."

While Wu Yuan was chanting, he walked around the mausoleum, picking up fallen leaves, and cleaning along the way.

In the broken thoughts, from the two children's recognition of their god-in-law, to the news of the eldest sister's family Miao Miao and the eldest brother-in-law Lin Xianxue, everything was explained in detail.

It sounded like he was talking to himself.

But looking at the swaying vigor of the green pine, Wu Yuan always felt that there was a response in the power.

As the flames lit up, the burnt paper money soared upwards and flew northwestward in a whirl.

Wu Yuan felt even more that the old man and the old lady had accepted the money.

And it's recycling more than ever.

As for the other two ancestors, they received a lot.

Then Wu Yuan paid tribute and ordered dishes one by one, kowtowed his head, and then walked back with the bamboo basket.

It's just that he didn't go back the same way.

Instead, go straight to the dirt road at the west end of the village, which leads directly to Erdaogenzi, and go back to the west of the village.

As a result, when he reached the entrance of the village gate, he saw that the number of idlers in the canteen at the gate had decreased by more than half.

This also includes Accountant Li and Old Xu Tou who are squatting at the entrance of the canteen.

"Uncle Xu, Uncle Li, where are you?"

Old Xu shook his head, silently took the Hua Zi handed over by Wu Yuan.

At the same time that Accountant Li picked up Huazi, he said in a serious manner: "I think it was stimulated by you in the morning. One or two went to the street to find work."

Wu Yuan laughed and said, "Uncle Li, I won't take this blame."

Accountant Li continued: "Anyway, I don't know if it's true or not. One or two said that life can no longer be like this."

Perhaps this is the exemplary role of getting rich first and then getting rich later?

Of course, Wu Yuan didn't think much about it.

Then he looked around and asked, "Where's your father?"

Old Xu let out a puff of smoke and said, "I went shopping in the county, isn't it a holiday tomorrow?"

Wu Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly, how can there be any reason to go grocery shopping in the afternoon?

What's more, a few small families, each bringing some ingredients to the door, is more than enough for a table of noodles.

How can he need the old man to go out in person?

And it's not something he's good at.

Hearing what Wu Yuan told the truth, Old Xu said seriously: "This matter is indeed influenced by you. Old Yang often said that you cook well, and it didn't hinder your earning money."

Wu Yuan smoked the two of them again, then got up and said, "You two, I don't want to hear you two making fun of me."

Accountant Li got up and said, "Really, don't believe me!"

In contrast, old Xu was much calmer, and kept Wu Yuan at the very moment he opened his mouth...