Who would marry into the family after being reborn?

At the same time, Qiao Yuyan, who was lying on the bed, didn't fall asleep either.

Holding the bottle of Jian Nanchun in my arms, I felt that the hope of drinking this wine became increasingly slim.

Just like Wu Wei is busy now.

It feels very close to you and you can see it often.

But mentally I just feel like it's getting further and further away.

Could it be that he planned to marry her because he tried so hard to help Yang Qiaoqiao escape from the prison?

When she thought of this, Qiao Yuyan's chest couldn't help but rise and fall violently.

She found that she could not accept such a result.

It’s time to take the initiative and know yourself and your enemy.

So early the next morning, she couldn't wait to come to the fence yard.

At this point, Wu Wei and Wu Xiuchun had already gone to the county, leaving Xichun alone at home reading.

There are a lot of old bricks and tiles piled up in the yard.

It wasn't until Qiao Yuyan walked to the door of the hall that Xichun discovered it.

He stood up quickly and said, "Sister Yuyan, you haven't been here for a while."

Qiao Yuyan smiled and said: "I didn't see you looking for me."

As soon as he heard this, Xichun felt inexplicably a little bit indebted, and even his voice sounded guilty.

"Sister Yuyan, let me get you some water."

However, Qiao Yuyan grabbed her and said, "Stop working and talk to me."

While talking, he entered the west wing.

A quick look revealed that there was no trace of Yang Qiaoqiao in the west wing.

Qiao Yuyan's heart suddenly thought: "Isn't Yang Qiaoqiao living with you anymore?"

Xichun sat down and said, "Sister Qiaoqiao has moved away."

"Your second brother helped her so much, but he didn't plan to marry her?"

"Sister Qiaoqiao doesn't want to marry. She thinks she has a bad reputation and marrying her second brother would be a drag."

Qiao Yuyan was shocked and had mixed feelings.

She, who had always been confident, suddenly felt like she was being compared to Yang Qiaoqiao.

After a while, he came back to his senses.

Qiao Yuyan lifted the curtain and entered the east chamber. The furnishings in the room were still as simple as before.

And there is indeed no trace of a woman staying there.

However, there are some more scrawled notes on the letter paper on the desk.

Qiao Yuyan didn't even look at it, she just tore it off and put it in her pocket.

Extremely skilled.

At the meat factory construction site, Wu Wei had just brought the wooden stool over when he was discovered by Fourth Master Qiao.

This antique furniture is really eye-catching.

It can't be covered up at all.

"Is this the table, chair and bench you want to repair?"

Wu Wei nodded: "This is just one of the stools. There is another stool and an entire Eight Immortals table."

Fourth Master Qiao asked: "Is it all this kind of wood?"

Wu Wei nodded again.

Fourth Master Qiao couldn't help but gasped: "Where did you get it?"

Before Wu Wei could answer, Fifth Master Qiao finally got the clue.

"What's so special about this wood? Aren't they all old furniture? There used to be so much at home that they were all used as firewood."

Fourth Master Qiao suddenly felt insulted.

"Can old furniture be the same as old furniture? This is Huanghuali's, antique furniture, worth a lot of money!"

Fifth Master Qiao couldn't help but take the stool and weigh it in his hands: "It's really heavy."

As a result, before it was even warmed up, Fourth Master Qiao took it away and said, "You know nothing."

After saying this, he looked at the entire log stool carefully, turning it over and over.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the repair marks are not heavy and can't be seen at all, but it is best to paint it again."

Wu Wei agreed: "I'm planning to buy it today..."

"What are you buying? What are you spending that money on?" Fourth Master Qiao stared at him: "There are so many at home, I will bring them to you tomorrow!"

Wu Wei quickly dispersed the smoke and said, "Thank you, Fourth Master!"

On the construction site in the afternoon.

In the foundation pit, the reinforcement work has been fully carried out.

The steel bars, which had been exposed to the sun for a long time, were hot to the touch and felt particularly warm to the touch.

Even so, Wu Wei still reached out to check and confirm from time to time to ensure that the binding was strong and secure.

I was so busy until three o'clock in the afternoon, everything was on track.

Wu Wei then told Fifth Master Qiao: "Master, please keep an eye on this place while I go to a few other places to have a look."

Fifth Master Qiao raised his hand and said, "Go ahead, go ahead."

When Wu Wei arrived at the family area of ​​the Meat Factory, he brought a log stool with him.

Fourth senior brother Zhai Ke was studying the drawings with Lao Gao, his brows knitted into knots.

After all, the drawings of the two small foreign-style houses are the same.

If there are any problems, we should naturally study them together.

When the two of them saw Wu Wei coming, they immediately said as if they were a savior: "Come on, come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wu Wei stopped the car and joked: "What kind of problem can you two solve?"

After saying that, he turned his head to take a look.

Zhai Ke pointed at the pipeline on the drawing and asked, "What is this?"

Wu Wei said without hesitation: "This is the sewer pipe that was pre-buried when the foundation was made."

Then Master Gao pointed to another place and said, "Then what is this?"

"This is the water pipe reserved in the wall," Wu Wei answered, then pointed to another place and said, "This is the circuit pipe reserved in the wall."

Zhai Ke understood: "So, when the entire small building is completed, there will actually be no lines or pipes visible outside?"

Wu Wei nodded.

Master Gao also looked confused and said sternly: "No wonder it's called Xiaoyanglou, it's so foreign!"

Immediately, Wu Wei gave on-site instructions on the operation of the buried pipeline.

Only then did Yang Qiaoqiao leave the wooden stool and went to Yao's house.

Qiao Yuyan left the fence yard with the letter in her pocket and couldn't help but feel guilty.

But not much.

After all, this wasn't the first time she had done this.

Can what a literary young woman does be called stealing?

At most it can be called borrowing.

Even if it is called stealing, it is only for stealing hearts.

It is not considered an offense.

As soon as they turned onto the village road, Qiao Yuyan couldn't wait to take out the letter and read it.

The handwriting was a little sloppy, but still vigorous.

Such handwriting exudes a sense of maturity and elegance.

This is also one of the things that Qiao Yuyan is deeply fascinated by.

Qiao Yuyan glanced over and read it out unconsciously.

Her emotions were immediately infected by the vicissitudes between the lines.

He is now the hope of the whole village, and I don't know how proud he is.

When she returned home, Qiao Yuyan was still mumbling this sentence.

As a result, Qiao Guoliang heard it and said, "Well, have you heard this song too?"

Qiao Yuyan was stunned: "What song?"

"Rock music! That's so exciting. I have a tape of live transcription!"

Qiao Guoliang finished speaking and looked at the letter paper in the hands of the youngest sister. It didn't look like someone copied the lyrics.

So he asked, "Where did you get this?"

"Written by Brother Wu Wei."

"He also knows this song? This guy is interesting."

Then the youngest sister stretched out her hand to him and said, "Give me the tape. I want to listen to it."

Qiao Guoliang got up and went into the house. He took out a box of unmarked tapes and threw it to Qiao Yuyan: "Remember to return it to me."

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