The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Lao Xu is about to leave.

The work of painting, disinfecting and constructing the kang houses in the village could only fall to Party Secretary Yang.

Fortunately, since the Xingwang Furniture Factory moved away, the houses in the village have not been idle for long.

In some places where there is sporadic leakage, only some tiles are broken and can be replaced.

In addition, two rows of kang beds should be built on the south and north walls of the house, and then painted with lime to seal the doors and windows.

The amount of work involved is not large and the technology is not difficult.

Just find a bricklayer with two knives and you can do it.

But even two knives are hard to find in the village now.

In the end, Party Secretary Yang could only call Wu Yuan, and Wu Yuan directly asked Zhong Zhenyuan to send two people to help.

As a result, Zhong Zhenyuan directly sent a team of seven or eight people.

After all, it is a task assigned by the boss, who dares to neglect it?

At least Zhong Zhenyuan didn't dare.

So the work that originally took two days was completed in one day.

When Wu Yuan returned home from get off work, after dinner, his father-in-law took him to the village headquarters to observe the results of the day's work.

Good guy, the factory building in the inner courtyard has been renovated like this, and it looks quite impressive.

The two of them walked around.

I heard the village office phone ringing.

Secretary Yang mumbled and opened the lock. When he picked it up, he saw that it was Lao Xu who hit him on the head.

As soon as he heard Party Secretary Yang's voice, Old Xutou was happy: "Old Yangtou, I really made the right call!"

Party Secretary Yang said angrily: "If I hadn't happened to come over to see the kang room, no one would have picked up the phone for you if you called at this time!"

"Speaking of the kang room," Old Xu said immediately, "I called you just to tell you about the kang room."

"Tomorrow Huiqin and I will be able to go back with this car of hatching eggs! Your kang room needs to speed up the progress. Such precious hatching eggs cannot be left for too long. Huiqin said it would affect the rate."

Xu Huiqin's voice came from the side: "Hatch rate!"

"Yes, yes, hatch rate!"

As soon as the two men's voices fell off on the other end of the phone, Party Secretary Yang on the other end of the phone said with great satisfaction: "The kang house has been repaired, and it was completed in one day! I'm just waiting for you to transport the hatching eggs back."

"What?" Lao Xutou obviously couldn't believe his ears.

But then I thought about it, and looking at my eldest niece Xu Huiqin's mouth, I suddenly realized: "It's the person Xiaoyuan helped you find, right? What kind of skill is this? This is not a skill!"

How old are these two old men? They still care about their abilities.

Party Secretary Yang continued to challenge the general: "If you have the ability, would you like to try to cultivate it in one day?"

In this regard, Lao Xutou was seriously lacking in confidence.

Fortunately, Xu Huiqin reminded him at this time, and Old Xu Tou immediately said arrogantly: "Now that the kang room is repaired, Huiqin said, you will have the kang burned tomorrow morning, and while fixing the brick kang as quickly as possible, first The house is warm."

"As soon as our car arrives in the evening, the eggs will go directly into the kang room without any delay!"

When Party Secretary Yang heard this, he could only suppress his impatience and said repeatedly: "I know, I know! I'll give it up, I'll give it up!"

After hanging up the phone, Party Secretary Yang was still unhappy.

He muttered: "This old Mr. Xu, I am obviously the director of the investment committee, and he, the deputy director, is always teaching me how to do things!"

Wu Yuan smiled and comforted him: "Dad, we are all doing things for the village. Are you still competing with Uncle Xu?"

Yang Zhishu made a loud sound, exhaled a puff of smoke and said: "You don't understand, in these two things, his old Xu Jiahuiqin played a big role, and he made old Xu very proud!"

Wu Yuan nodded: "This is true, but Huiqin is quite important."

However, Party Secretary Yang said disdainfully: "Without your support, would this child Huiqin be able to return home after completing her studies?"

Wu Yuan laughed, "Dad, don't say that." Then he changed the subject and asked: "We will have a kang burning tomorrow, do you want me to send someone over?"

"That's not necessary," Party Secretary Yang shook his head at this. "The old women who are not good at bricklayers and carpenters, but can make fires and kangs, can be found in the village."

Weng and his son-in-law said as they walked to the village gate.

He closed the village door and locked it.

Party Secretary Yang turned around and rushed to the west aisle: "I'm going back, don't send me away."

Wu Yuan gave his father-in-law another dose of Huazi, then watched him go away, then turned around and walked eastward.

As a result, after taking a few steps, I saw a car approaching like a ghost in the starry night.

Wu Yuan felt alarmed and jumped to the side of the road reflexively.

Even so, the car was still heading straight towards him.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lingxi caught it and never failed.

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the handlebar head of the Erliu Kun car.

Then the other hand accurately blocked the forward momentum of the car owner, Principal Song, the godmother of his child.

"Teacher Song, it's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?"

"Ah? I can't stop it, I can't stop it at all!"

Song Chunhong was obviously in a state of urgency and answered the question inappropriately.

So Wu Yuan emphasized again: "I ask you why you haven't come home so late? Where did you come from?"

Song Chunhong finally calmed down and said: "I, I came back from school. During the winter vacation, there were a lot of dead grass in the school. I wanted to take care of it, but who knew it would be dark before I knew it."

Wu Yuan let go of the handlebar and said with a smile: "You are the deputy principal after all. Why bother to do this little thing yourself?"

Song Chunhong still had no idea and said, "But Teacher Dong and Teacher Ge are not very quick in their actions. It feels unfair to just ask Teacher Bao and Director Sun to work with me."

Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "It's not that you ask them to do it. But you wait until the first day of school and ask the senior students to bring sickles and shovels from home for a labor education class. Isn't that the end of it?"

"Whose child in the village has never beaten pigweed or dug in the ground? There is strength in numbers. How can you be busy until dark alone and not be afraid of digging spicy sticks or something..."

Song Chunhong said in astonishment: "How do you know?"

Wu Yuan also said with a strange look on his face: "Did you really meet him?"

Song Chunhong nodded, obviously a little surprised and said: "I dug up the hibernating one."

No wonder, no wonder.

The matter was over, Wu Yuan said no more, just stepped out of the way and said: "Go back quickly, if it is later, the aunt will worry again."

After saying that, he asked: "Do you need me to send you off?"

After asking such a question, Song Chunhong decided not to let him send it away.

The next morning, it was the tenth day of the first lunar month, February 2th.

Yang Luoyan went to the factory as usual.

But Wu Yuan didn't go out because it was Sunday again.

So after breakfast, I walked to the village headquarters and saw my father-in-law Yang Zhishu commanding a large group of old women in the village to carry firewood and burn the kang.

That guy, the matter is not big and the scene is not small.

It was all vigorous and vigorous.

Wu Yuan handed a cigarette to Accountant Li who was also watching the excitement and said: "Uncle Li, how long have you been busy with this?"

Accountant Li said leisurely: "It will be a while!"

Then he said disapprovingly: "How difficult can it be to light a fire? These old women didn't light the fire for a long time, and they are still lighting up the smoke..."