The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

In the afternoon, after calling accountant Li back, Wu Yuan strolled on the way home from the village.

On the way is a large square wheat field.

There should be a few acres of Susukida owned by the family, where exactly?

Wu Yuan was a little uncertain.

Because before getting married, the ration field was managed by the third sister Wu Xiuhua. After marriage, I can't tell.

Sometimes it is the daughter-in-law of the Ming army and the daughter-in-law of the Ming Dynasty.

Sometimes it's the warmhearted people in the village.

Before the third sister could make a move, someone helped to harvest and plant them.

This treatment is not a branch secretary, but better than a branch secretary.

Some people in the wheat field seized the opportunity to sprinkle chemical fertilizers on the wheat while the snow melted and the ground was wet.

Dare to be the first.

Seeing Wu Yuan wandering by from a distance, the voice of greeting can penetrate far away.

Then Wu Yuan echoed the sound like singing a folk song.

Isn't that what it tastes like in the countryside?

Passing by the wheat field, passing by the old Dong's house. Dong Dacheng rushed out with people and dogs, fumbled for cigarettes in a hurry and said, "Mr. Wu...Boss, I have something to ask you."

He used to call himself Wu Lao Qi, but this time he almost did.

After all, it is natural to get used to it.

Wu Yuan accepted Dong Dacheng's front door with a smile and said: "Brother Dacheng, if you have something to say, just say it. Based on the friendship between our two families in the past, don't beat around the bush."

"Yes, yes," Dong Dacheng nodded hurriedly, lit the match, and the two of them lit the flue together: "Actually, it's still a matter of building a school. Do you think it will have any impact on my family's feng shui?"

Wu Yuan suppressed a smile, with a sullen face, first asked: "Who did you listen to say these things?"

"Don't ask me, just tell me if there is any?"

"Yes, there must be." Wu Yuan took a puff of cigarette leisurely and said, "What kind of school is it? It is the school district, so the children in the family can get some talent."

"Speaking of which, even if it's not for the children, when the school opens, you can rely on the convenience of the location to sell some gadgets every now and then, isn't that a profit? You don't want to do such a good thing? Then there are people who will do it!"

Dong Dacheng slapped his thigh, startling his native dog, "Boss Wu, you are right, or you can be the boss in our village..."

What followed was Che Rulu's talk, and Wu Yuan didn't even hear it.

When the big front door was finished, Wu Yuan lifted his foot and left.

Dong Dacheng was still muttering behind him: "Boss Wu, why don't you sit at home? You said it's all at the door of the house..."

Wu Yuan didn't hear these words.

At this moment, he was humming Luo Dayou's love song 1990, walking back.

'The dark eyes and your smiling face

No matter how difficult it is to forget the change in your appearance...'

However, since the song has not yet been released, the tune of humming is not high.

Just for him to hear.

When I got home, someone immediately stood up beside the sofa in the living room, pushed the door open and walked out.

This is a visitor.

As Wu Yuan walked and watched, it turned out to be Zhao Guo, the accountant of the furniture factory, who seemed to be holding Ma Mingqi under his wing.

"Why are you here? It's still too early to resume work after the year."

"Happy New Year, boss, I'm here to wish you a happy new year!"

It's the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, so it's really not early.

After entering the living room, I realized that the child Zhao Guo came with a gift.

Two bags of milk powder, two bottles of honey, and two cans of malted milk.

This cost a lot of money.

Wu Yuan raised his brows, "Accountant Zhao, if you need anything, just tell me."

Zhao Guo was caught off guard and blushed immediately.

After all, she is still not proficient in door-to-door asking for help.

Only Ma Mingqi hesitated and said: "Master Yuan, Sister Guoguo said she's fine."

Wu Yuan joked: "If it's really all right, don't mention it later."

Zhao Guo hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes."

In the end, Ma Mingqi beat her fists and complained: "Okay, Sister Guoguo, you even kept it from me."

Zhao Guo could only gritted his teeth and endured it, and said to Wu Yuan, "That's it, boss, Director Chen would like to treat you to dinner tomorrow at noon, the county guest house, do you have time?"

Wu Yuan asked: "Director Chen Yingqian has become a regular?"

"No, no, no, he is still the deputy director. But he will soon become a full-time member, because none of the candidates in the bureau has qualifications."

"Director Chen invites you, so there must be time."

Zhao Guo didn't expect that the boss agreed so quickly, and immediately stood up and said, "Then I'll just go back like this?"

Wu Yuan nodded.

After finishing talking, Zhao Guo felt relieved.

She is really a little girl who hasn't experienced much.

Looking at the small building and courtyard of Wu Yuan's house, he asked in a strange way: "Boss, can I visit your house?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "Yes, let Ming Qi take you around."

As a result, Ma Mingqi turned her head to the side and ignored her.

Sad.

Zhao Guo coaxed for a long time, said all the good things, and then happily went together.

After Zhao Guo left and Ma Mingqi left, the cement floor in the yard gradually dried up, and the sun peeked out from behind the clouds.

Wu Yuan put on his rubber shoes again, took a shovel, walked around the house, saw grass protruding from the base of the wall, and shoveled it without giving it a chance to show its "tenacious vitality".

As a result, I turned around and found a small clump of strawberry seedlings in the shadowy field outside the gable at the northeast corner.

He squatted down and turned over the leaves of the seedlings.

That's right, strawberry seedlings.

These strawberry seedlings grow here, although they don't exacerbate cracks and the like, but they always grow in the shade, without sunlight, and they don't grow big.

So Wu Yuan waved his shovel, and with two or three strokes, he transplanted these few unremarkable strawberry seedlings to a corner of the vegetable garden at the door.

The rest depends on the good fortune of these strawberry seedlings.

Returning to the small building, she took off her muddy rubber shoes, washed her hands and feet, and saw Lin Miaomiao alone on the sofa on the first floor with her long legs crossed, looking at Xiaojiang and Yueyue, watching television.

Not seeing the other children, Wu Yuan couldn't help asking, "Where are the other children?"

Lin Miaomiao pointed to the upstairs and said, "Old uncle, listen."

Wu Yuan listened attentively.

Although the floor of my small building is thick enough for sound insulation, I can still hear a slight bouncing sound.

Wu Yuan went upstairs following the sound, and saw Xiong Wu, Xiong Wen, and Wen Qiang, Wen Ya, bouncing up and down to the rhythm of the video recorder.

Although a little rusty, but enjoy it.

Seeing Wu Yuan coming, Zhong Wenqiang frantically turned off the TV.

But Wu Yuan saw a residual scene, the Green Apple Paradise of the Little Tigers.

These kids are starting to chase stars!

Wu Yuan's face was serious, and he sat down on the sofa in the living room and said, "Turn on the TV, and you all dance along. If you can't dance well, no one will even think about eating tonight!"

The children were suddenly stunned.

As Zhong Wenqiang turned on the TV again, following the rhythm of the Little Tigers, he jumped around in a hurry.

Even though the formation was chaotic and the rhythm was chaotic, the seriousness on the little face never diminished.