The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Yang Zhishu could see it.

No matter what happened, it was his fault.

Immediately stated: "No smoking, no smoking!"

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed the late Xiaojiang in his arms and hugged him: "It's my fault for making my grandson suffer, it's my fault."

With this attitude, Yang Luoyan couldn't bear it anymore.

He smiled and said to Liu Hui, "Mom, are you serious?"

In the end, Yang Zhishu not only didn't appreciate it, but reprimanded Maid Yao, saying: "You don't care about this matter."

In Yang Zhishu's opinion, any wife who is willing to vent his emotions on himself is better than being indifferent.

Yang Luoyan didn't want to understand this layer, but twisted her body angrily and said, "Hmph, it's like who cares."

No cigarettes either.

Wu Yuan took the ax and firewood away.

After washing his hands by the pool, he took the marinated fish fillets and went into the stove to boil the boiled fish fillets.

The process has long been familiar with the heart.

The heat is even more easy to come by.

So Wu Yuan was able to be alone, watching the fire at the bottom of the pot and looking at the vegetables in the pot.

Cook a pot of boiled fish with ease, and finally pour a spoonful of hot oil on it to let the fragrance bloom completely.

Fortunately, dinner was eaten under the grape arbor in the yard.

This fragrance is overflowing, and it will be dispersed when the evening wind blows.

Otherwise, if you eat it at home, the aroma can linger all night without lingering.

Since I have to go to Erdao Gengzi to give gifts at night, on the one hand, I have to consider Song Chunhong's return home from school, and on the other hand, I have to take into account the time when the two children are not dozing off.

So dinner was specially made a little earlier than usual.

But the family is happy.

Especially between Yang Zhishu and the old couple, there was far less tension than Yang Luoyan worried about.

Yang Luoyan realized that it must be, and found that she was redundant.

Fortunately, I now have my own home, a man I love and a daughter.

Otherwise, I don't know how heartbroken I should be during this extra moment.

At the end of dinner, Ma Mingchao arrived in his Bentley Mulsanne.

Wu Yuan invited him to come in for a meal, but Ma Mingchao couldn't eat it.

Because he also ate in advance.

So I went to Yang Luoyan and asked, "My lady, tell me what things I need to bring, and I will carry them to the car first."

So Yang Luoyan held the rice bowl, and while eating, instructed Ma Mingchao to put all the gifts he had prepared into the trunk.

When the bowl is finished, the food is almost ready.

Liu Hui took the pots and pans with one hand and said, "Don't worry about it, take the two children with you. Go early and come back early."

As a result, Zhishu Yang also followed the voice and walked out.

As soon as he reached the door, Liu Hui pulled him back and said, "Who told you to go? Come and help me."

The old branch secretary could only go back happily.

After a while, Bentley Mulsanne left the small building of Wu's house and went straight to Song Chunhong's house in Erdao Gengzi.

Ma Mingchao was not driving fast.

Probably because the back row is too spacious, and the two children are walking around behind, he dare not drive too fast.

In the eyes of the two children.

The wilderness after the sun sets is shrouded in darkness, endless and full of mystery.

There was only the rustling sound of rice waves rolling along the road.

Even so, within a quarter of an hour, the Bentley Mulsanne still arrived at Erdao Ridge and at the gate of Song Chunhong's house.

Meanwhile, the couple are eating.

As soon as the two children got out of the car, they rushed to the yard and the main room.

While running, he yelled 'Godmother, godmother'.

With this call, the couple who were eating in the main room were excited at first, and then lost their minds.

"Chunhong, hurry up, get all the dishes!"

Because the two of them fried a dish, stir-fried tofu with chili.

Although, today, this old tofu is simmered in rapeseed oil until it is golden, and it is already very oily.

However, the children Xiao Jiang and Yueyue must not be seen.

Let alone Wu Yuan and his wife see it.

Seeing that her old lady Wang Feng was anxious about this matter, Song Chunhong had even more urgent matters.

Because when she came home, she put on the less particular household clothes for cooking and cooking.

If Wu Yuan really saw it, it might break the last bit of her dignity.

Wu Yuan was also the one who didn't hug him, so the two children couldn't wait to run in.

After confirming that the grass dog in the yard had no ill intentions towards the two children, he caught his daughter-in-law, Yang Luoyan, who was in a hurry.

Yang Luoyan was still a little confused and muttered inwardly: "Let's go, why are you dragging me?"

Wu Yuan pulled his daughter-in-law, and walked straight to the trunk: "Wait before you go in, don't you see that the two of you are eating?"

Only then did Yang Luoyan suddenly realize.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he went to the trunk and weighed the new clothes in his hands for the child's godmother and godmother.

That posture, as if it was taken out of the trunk.

Immediately afterwards, after seeing Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao carrying a pork leg, two grass carp, and a net bag of moon cakes, malted milk, honey and milk powder, they went straight to the courtyard.

While walking, he yelled with great fanfare: "Ma'am, Teacher Song?"

At this moment, the couple in the main room had calmed down.

Wang Feng sits one on the left and one on the right, one on each lap, each licking a lollipop.

Song Chunhong, who returned to the house, also changed back to the decent clothes she wore during the day.

It's just that there is still some confusion between the clouds.

It's been a long time since I felt like this, feeling like a deer bumping my heart.

After finally plucking up the courage to come out, Xiao Jiang questioned him: "Godmother, why did you come out after staying in the house for so long? Did you hide something delicious?"

Before Song Chunhong could respond, Yueyue said disdainfully: "Idiot."

Xiao Jiang immediately fought back: "Who are you calling an idiot?"

Yueyue said sharply, "Whoever knows."

Hearing the bickering between the two children, Wang Feng grinned and said, "Listen, these two little mouths are really eloquent."

Only Song Chunhong said sternly: "Mom, it's okay for you two to talk like this, if you don't educate them, and look encouraging, that's not right."

Then he turned around to welcome him out the door, stopped the grass dog that was barking at Ma Mingchao first, and then said to Yang Luoyan: "Boss Yang, you came just as you said, why are you bringing so many gifts?"

Yang Luoyan said in a serious manner: "For the two children to be filial to you and the aunt, of course you should take it. Otherwise, the neighbors from all over the world, shouldn't it be said that we don't understand etiquette?"

Song Chunhong saw that all three of them had empty hands.

This courtesy is thoughtful, but it is too heavy.

"I recognize the two children as godsons and goddaughters. That's because the three of us are predestined. It's not for their sake. Besides, you've given too much, and my mother has specified that they can't accept it."

So the pressure came to Song Chunhong's wife, Wang Feng.

On Wang Feng's lap, there is still a child sitting on it, so she can't get up to greet her.

But when I saw so many chickens, fish and eggs brought in, especially when I saw two ducks among them.

He anxiously said: "Boss Wu, why did you send back the two ducks that I called Chunhong during the day?"