The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 641 A sheep is driven, a flock of sheep is also driven

   As a result, this blackboard was filled with watermelons in the trunk, but it couldn't fit in it, so it had to be put in the back row.

  Wu Yuan sat in the front row because of this.

   Then, I went to buy cold drinks.

   Popsicles that cost a few cents each are syrup made from pure saccharin, Wu Yuan despises them.

   All the ice creams were over 20 cents.

  Finally, I also bought some mung bean popsicles and red bean popsicles, not many.

  There are not many thermal bags these days.

  I want to ask the shopkeeper for a quilt, but there is no need for them.

   Helpless, Ma Mingchao can only drive faster, get home early, and put it in the refrigerator.

  As long as it is not deformed, it can be frozen back naturally.

   Fortunately, the county is not far from home. Ma Mingchao is familiar with the road, and he got home smoothly all the way.

  Wu Yuan got out of the car and put the cold drink in the freezer in the garage.

   At the same time, I was thinking about whether to buy another freezer.

   It wasn't until Ma Mingchao found out that Ma Mingchao was moving the watermelon down, that he hurried back to help.

  At this time, Yang Luoyan and Song Chunhong upstairs also heard the sound.

   Reached out to help, but was stopped by Wu Yuan.

  For such a little physical work, there are old men around, so how can there be any reason for a woman to do it?

  Actually, Song Chunhong did a lot of this kind of physical work at home.

   After all, I depend on my mother for life, so I can't leave this kind of physical work to my mother.

   But facing Wu Yuan's machismo at this time, Song Chunhong realized for the first time in his life the benefits of having a man in the family.

   And he is such a down-to-earth man!

  Away, business is booming, and friends are everywhere.

  At home, life is practiced, the family is harmonious and beautiful.

  Until Zhong Wenqiang ran down from the second floor and said, "Mr. Song, I finished reciting my ancient poems, can I play for a while?"

"no!"

  As soon as Song Chunhong turned around, the aunt's smile disappeared from the corner of her mouth. Zhong Wenqiang shuddered in fright, turned around and ran upstairs, returned to her seat, sat down obediently, and couldn't help shivering.

   In his opinion, this Teacher Song is much more terrifying than his aunt.

  Thanks to not being her aunt.

  Zhong Wenqiang didn't know why such an idea came up in his heart.

   But facing Song Chunhong, he was just like facing Yang Luoyan, he couldn't use his usual cleverness.

  Honest could not be more honest.

  Going back to the house with Yang Luoyan, Song Chunhong couldn't help but said: "Actually, Wen Qiang is very smart, his brain is no worse than his brother's."

  Yang Luoyan was startled.

  Song Chunhong wanted to split up, and quickly made amends: "Xiaojiang and Yueyue are also very smart, very cute."

   "No," Yang Luoyan interrupted, "Wen Qiang is so smart, why doesn't he study hard?"

  Song Chunhong realized that she was thinking too much, and explained after thinking: "This child has something on his mind. If you have the opportunity, talk to him more. Of course, I will try my best to dig out and see if he will tell me."

   The yard.

  Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao finished moving the watermelons, and finally kept two in the car for Ma Mingchao to take back.

  Ma Mingchao couldn't resist, so he could only keep it.

   Then Wu Yuan said again: "You rest here for a while, and when the popsicles are frozen in the freezer, take some back."

   Ma Mingchao immediately took down the blackboard in the back row and said: "No, no. Boss, I have nothing to do, so I'll go back first. Before dinner, I'll take you to the county."

  Wu Yuan went back to the house and took a sip of water, and saw that his two children were not there.

  Looking at his daughter-in-law, he saw Yang Luoyan pouted upstairs.

  I couldn't help being surprised at the moment.

   Surprised, but also feel that this is also very good.

  Anyway, if one sheep is driven, so is a flock of sheep.

   While Wu Yuan was drinking water, Yang Luoyan told him about Zhong Wenqiang.

   Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan was not surprised at all, and said in a tone that he knew a long time ago: "He deliberately didn't study well in order to save tuition for his family."

  A simple sentence reflects a rather profound truth.

  Yang Luoyan became more startled the more he thought about it, and said, "This child is still so young, so he only thinks so much?"

  Wu Yuan said logically: "So he won't grow in size. If things go on like this, even Wenya will be able to surpass him in the future."

  Yang Luoyan's maternal nature is overflowing, and she sighed again and again: "This child is so pitiful, can't Fourth Sister be fair? You can't treat everyone equally, at least don't let the child have such thoughts."

   Wu Yuan did not criticize the fourth sister Wu Fanghua.

  After all, if it weren't for the limited family conditions, who would want to wrong the younger ones and favor the older ones?

   At this moment, the rhubarb in the yard suddenly barked.

   This indicates that someone is coming.

   Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Yongcheng stopped at the door on a 28th pole.

   There is still a net bag hanging on the handlebar, including cigarettes, alcohol and canned food.

   This gift is not small.

   Especially for Zhang Yongcheng today.

  Wu Yuan greeted him when he came out, thinking that he had something to do, and after he cleared the cigarette, he let him out of the building.

   As a result, after Zhang Yongcheng handed the gift to Yang Luoyan, he refused to enter the house, so he squatted down by the porch of the small building.

   Keep saying yes, afraid of going in and dirtying the house.

  Actually, as the host, Wu Yuan doesn't mind.

  But I can't stand the many Zhang Yongcheng and his like in the countryside, and I am afraid of myself.

  So Wu Yuan squatted down with him in the yard and said, "It's not a festival, what gift do you give? The money for the village-run primary school hasn't been settled for you?"

  Zhang Yongcheng smiled, showing his white front teeth, and said, "That's not true, Boss Wu."

   "Then what's the matter with you?"

   As a result, the other party just smirked and didn't speak.

  Wu Yuan took a look and knew that this person didn't have the courage to speak out.

  Let him brew for himself first, turned around and entered the garage, took out tools, faced the blackboard leaning against the wall, and started to measure and saw wood, preparing to build a blackboard shelf by hand.

  Zhang Yongcheng stopped by to help.

  Help, help, and naturally express the idea of ​​this trip.

   "Boss Wu, look at me, at least I can be regarded as a person who brought out a project. If there is any suitable project or project in the future, you can take me with you, okay?"

   It turned out to be this matter.

  Wu Yuan smiled.

  Based on what he knew about Zhang Yongcheng in his previous life, it is not impossible for this person to be used.

  Just because he has no foundation, he can still complete a project from beginning to end. He has some ability.

  But his reputation in his previous life was not very good.

  It is mainly manifested in the deduction of the wages of the masters.

   If this problem can be corrected, it is not impossible to use it.

   What's more, with the development and growth of Tenda Company, people like Bao Jun and Pan Mazi are in charge, and it is inevitable that people like Zhang Yongcheng will be needed to act as the middle management.

  However, the problem of keeping track of the masters will directly affect the centripetal force and cohesion of the masters to the company.

  Wu Yuan was somewhat apprehensive about using him.

So I didn't say anything at the moment: "There is nothing wrong with this. Tenda will develop in the future, and there will only be more and more engineering projects. But Yongcheng, it is true that you have finished the project of the village-run primary school. How many masters are there?" A person who is willing to continue working with you, do you dare to tell me the truth?"

  (end of this chapter)