The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Pengcheng, Daguozhuang Airport.

Yang Chenyu, who looked like a business elite along the way, was actually very nervous all the time.

In fact, she just wanted to sleep as her brother-in-law said.

It's a pity that the excitement of winning the CCTV title couldn't be calmed down for a long time, so I couldn't sleep at all.

I could only watch helplessly as the plane took off, shot straight into the sky, went on a roller coaster, swooped down, and landed.

Then, with his heart back in his stomach, Yun Danfeng looked outside through the plane window: That's it?

From now on, we can be regarded as people who have flown on an airplane!

When I was proud, the sense of accomplishment of winning the CCTV title came over me again.

So much so that her whole body was excited.

In addition, I enjoyed the treatment of my brother-in-law sending a car to pick me up tonight, and there was a faint expectation in my heart.

While looking forward to it, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but reflect on himself.

What a man.

She actually looks like a little girl, eager for praise and rewards from her boss.

Especially since this boss is his own brother-in-law.

However, Yang Chenyu thought about it again and felt that there was nothing wrong with him.

During the past few days in the capital, Song Xian, Gao Fei and others from the Panpan Furniture Capital Office, and even the Shanghai girl Zou Ning and others from the Tengda office next door.

Which one doesn’t have a lot of expectations for his brother-in-law?

I heard myself saying that the boss wouldn't come this time, and both of their faces were filled with disappointment.

In contrast, after winning the CCTV title, it is understandable that he longs for face-to-face praise and rewards.

The plane finally stopped.

Outside the window was a dark loneliness.

The strange feeling of flying came back to me in this dark night.

Fortunately, Yang Chenyu is not alone.

He was accompanied by female driver and bodyguard Zhou Shengnan.

A female veteran with short hair.

After a while, the hatch opened.

Yang Chenyu filed down with Zhou Shengnan carrying his suitcase, and found that there was an empty field around him.

After getting off the plane, I immediately boarded a minibus.

The minibus drove in this empty field for a while and stopped at the entrance of a small building.

After exiting through this entrance, there is finally a hint of popularity outside.

But only a hint.

After all, not many people can afford to fly these days.

In this way, Zhou Shengnan saw the Bentley Mulsanne parked at the exit.

The dark and shiny car body is particularly eye-catching even outside the airport.

"Sister Yang, the car is over there!"

Yang Chenyu followed Zhou Shengnan and walked a few steps quickly when he saw Ma Mingchao getting down from the driver's seat and opening the door for the two of them.

The car door opened and there was no one inside.

Yang Chenyu's heart was filled with enthusiasm, but it also cooled down by half.

He said hello to Ma Mingchao and asked casually: "Where is the boss?"

Ma Mingchao explained: "The boss went back from get off work early in order to pick you up on time."

This is decidedly unimpressive.

Yang Chenyu pursed her red lips, and before waiting for the Bentley Mulsanne to start and leave, she dialed Yao Meier's home phone number.

It’s always right to report that you’re safe, right?

I am perfectly justified in telling you not to pick you up at the airport in person and to harass you!
As soon as the call was connected, it was Yaomeier Yang Luoyan who answered the call.

All the willfulness in his heart disappeared, and his tone suddenly became passionate and straightened. "Yao Mei'er, it's me."

"Sister, it's you. Will I pick you up tomorrow? He was talking here just now."

"I got it, I got it, don't worry, I just called you to say that you are safe."

"It takes an hour and a half to get back from Pengcheng, right? It's almost ten o'clock when we get home."

"It's not late at ten o'clock, Yaomei'er. In big cities like the capital and Shanghai, nightlife just starts at ten o'clock."

"That's right, sister. You've worked hard, go home and rest early."

"Well, let's not talk anymore. Your eldest brother-in-law is still waiting for me at home with his children."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chenyu's inner injustice disappeared completely.

I flew home with all my heart in mind, and I even couldn't wait.

As a result, an hour and a half later, Yang Chenyu got out of the car in front of his house, and it was dark inside.

There wasn't even a light left, let alone someone waiting there.

At the same time, the Wu family's small building was under fire and a fierce battle was going on.

I don't know how long it took.

The couple put their heads out of bed and looked out the window at the waning moon hanging high in the night sky, but it was also exceptionally bright.

This means that there will be good weather for a few days during the New Year.

Yang Luoyan lay on her husband's chest, drew circles on the strong chest with her slender fingers, and said leisurely: "Time flies so fast, and before you know it, one year will pass."

Wu Yuan felt the same way and said: "Yes, 1990 has passed and I miss it very much."

Yang Luoyan said in a daze: "Husband, how come your casual words make people feel so charming?"

Wu Yuan looked back and said with a bad smile: "Can it be more flavorful than what I just ate?"

"You're dead!"

The next day is February 2th, the 13th day of the twelfth lunar month.

It was indeed a sunny day.

Perhaps feeling that the Chinese New Year is approaching, Xiao Jiang and Yueyue woke up early.

If the child makes a fuss, he will not be able to sleep again this time.

Wu Yuan got up and washed up, still feeling refreshed.

During this period before this year, industries and companies in various places have their own ideas.

Arrangements for the year-end holidays and the connection with work in the coming year do not require him, a big boss, to do everything by hand.

It saves a lot of worry.

Yang Luoyan steamed and fried the dumplings she made last night, and regarded them as breakfast.

According to the past, this dumpling will definitely not be eaten in advance.

What's more, they are dumplings filled with meat fillings.

But the Wu family is no longer so particular. They can eat whatever they want.

Liu Hui, who came in a hurry, wanted to say something, but when she saw the two children eating with their mouths full of oil, the words reached her throat and she swallowed them back.

He turned to his daughter and said, "You are so busy all day long that your feet are hitting the back of your head. When will it end?"

Then he set a benchmark for comparison and said, "I see that Xiaoyuan is not as busy as you when he has such a huge amount of things to do."

Facing his own mother who was getting ready to go, Yang Luoyan stepped back from the attack, raised a finger and said: "Mom, it's the last day! I promise to be at home honestly tomorrow and prepare the New Year's Eve dinner with you."

"As long as you know."

Regarding her only daughter, Liu Hui didn't want to say much, but she couldn't help but ramble: "Tomorrow we will have New Year's Eve dinner at my hometown. Your father has been talking about it for many days. And your family has a lot of things to do, including ancestor worship and paper burning. "

Yang Luoyan put on her Kun bag, patted Liu Hui and said, "I know, Mom, it's the last day!"

After saying that, he hurried straight to the door and ran away.

Liu Hui was left shaking her head and sighing: "What's the use of earning so much money? A mother can't even take care of her children!"

Looking back, she saw the two children with their mouths full of oil after eating. They stretched their mouths towards her, waiting to be wiped. They suddenly said angrily: "You are even more heartless! When your mother was here, she knew how to wipe her mouth. As soon as I came , has wiping my mouth become my business?”