The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 83 Millions of migrant workers are working, and they need to pay more!

  Yang Luoyan's window design is very common in later generations.

   But in the current Beigang County, it is still the first one.

   It can be seen that this is really distracting.

   So much so that Wu Yuan suddenly became inexplicably optimistic about the prospect of his daughter-in-law running a clothing store.

  Going home from the county, I heard the two children crying from afar.

   After entering the house, Liu Hui was sweating profusely with her two children.

  When she saw Yang Luoyan come back, she immediately complained.

  It’s nothing more than caring about career and ignoring children’s homework.

   In fact, Liu Hui was right to complain.

  Your man is already able to make money so much, why is it necessary to bother you, even neglecting the children, and go out in public to do business?

   Regarding these words, Yang Luoyan could only listen, and let the two children eat while listening.

  Wu Yuan took the opportunity to draw a sketch of the decoration according to his wife's idea.

  By the time the picture was finished, it was already dark.

  Wu Yuan raised his head, and saw Yang Luoyan walking over with an apologetic expression on his face, "I left in a hurry this morning, and I forgot to milk the two children."

  Embracing his daughter-in-law lightly, Wu Yuan said softly: "Do what you want, and I will support you."

  Yang Luoyan let out a long breath, and his whole body relaxed.

  She has not yet started, but she feels the hardships of doing business.

  And my husband has been here all year round, so one can imagine how tired he is.

   But he didn't say anything.

   As soon as he thought of this, Yang Luoyan pushed harder and hugged Wu Yuan back.

  The couple didn't say anything, they didn't do anything, they understood and considered each other, but communicated silently.

   is worth a thousand words.

   Immediately took a look at the drawings drawn by Wu Yuan, and was quite pleasantly surprised.

   "This window is so beautifully designed, how did you come up with it?"

  Wu Yuan smiled, "I may be a layman in business, but I am an absolute expert in carpentry."

   After Yang Luoyan affirmed the drawn drawings, Wu Yuan handed them over to Zhao Baojun.

   Fertile water does not flow into the fields of outsiders.

  It's a pity not to give such a good opportunity to a few apprentices to practice and learn how to decorate.

   Zhao Baojun was confused at first.

   After all, he has only learned the ceiling from his master.

   But he loves to ponder.

   I really can't figure it out, so I can ask my master and my wife anytime.

  Wu Yuan became the hands-off shopkeeper. Taking advantage of these days, he gradually withdrew the balance that could be taken away from the account.

   Make full preparations for going to Shanghai again.

  Everything is ready, just wait for Yangchun March.

  March 1st.

  As soon as it was dawn, Yang Luoyan got up to eat dumplings.

  Get on the car and get off the noodles.

   Before leaving for a long journey, this meal of dumplings is indispensable.

  So the night before, Yang Luoyan wrapped the dumplings early, and there was a big pot full of helmets.

   There are leek eggs, celery shredded pork, and so on.

  Now you only need to start the pot to boil the water, and wait until the water boils and pour it directly, without delay.

  While Wu Yuan was washing up, the dumplings were already on the table.

   When Wu Yuan sat down to eat, Yang Luoyan took out a family photo from the back room, handed it to him and said, "I'm away from home, and if I miss my child, just look at the photo."

   Wu Yuan's mouth was smeared with meat from the dumpling and said: "Actually, I miss you more."

  Yang Luoyan looked back at the two children with a guilty conscience, and said shyly, "It's so disgusting."

   "What are you afraid of, they don't understand anyway."

  The two children were lying in the two-seater stroller, babbling and babbling for a while.

   "Look, the kids at least heard the sound."

   At this moment, Ma Mingchao stepped into the gate and strode straight to the main room.

  Wu Yuan didn't even get up, he pointed at the dumplings and said, "Have some?"

   Ma Mingchao grinned: "Boss, no need, I ate at home."

  Wu Yuan didn't force it, and said one by one: "Then you really have no luck, the dumplings made by your little mother are excellent."

   While speaking, Jiang Fan and his wife also arrived.

  Jiang Fan is the representative sent by Yang Luoyan, and he followed Wu Yuan to Shanghai to buy goods.

  As for Yang Meng, he was going to go out to work early in the morning, and it happened to be the end of the first lunar month, and he set off with Wu Yuan and the others.

   It's just that he and the Wu Yuans have different routes.

   When he arrived at Pengcheng, he headed south to Shencheng.

  Yang Luoyan saw the second brother coming, and pushed the celery and meat dumplings in his hand: "Second brother, eat something?"

  Jiang Fan immediately said politely: "Sister Yao, no need, we will eat at home..."

  Before he finished speaking, YangMeng sat down unceremoniously, and when he took the bowl of dumplings, he asked, "Is there any raw garlic? I don't like mashed garlic."

   "Hey, yes, yes, yes..."

  Yang Luoyan wiped his hands on the apron, turned around and went out to peel.

   This made Wu Yuan really lose sight of him.

  Even Jiang Fan felt a little guilty, and immediately followed Yang Luoyan out and said, "Sister Yao, I'll strip it."

   Fill your stomach and the sky is getting brighter.

  Wu Yuan went back to his room and changed his clothes and came out, just like a government official.

  Seeing this attire, Ma Mingchao immediately understood Wu Yuan's intention for him to wear the old military uniform.

  Even if you take off the epaulettes and collar badges, ordinary people would not dare to provoke them easily.

  Combined with Wu Yuan's status as an agency cadre, he dared not touch this bad luck even more.

   Along the way, Jiang Fan seemed to realize something, and looked at her husband Yang Meng frequently.

  YangMeng no matter how stupid and dumb he was, he also understood.

   No wonder people can earn a lot of money when they go out, there are rules and regulations in dare to love.

  Not to mention other things, just this attire.

   That's very particular.

   Coupled with the taciturnity along the way, people can't figure out the depth.

   At first glance, he dare not provoke easily.

   Unlike the couple, they were defenseless along the way.

   After earning some money, he was overjoyed.

  It is no different from a child holding gold to go through the busy market. If the thief does not rob you, who will he rob?

  Yang Meng suddenly wanted to give up the idea of ​​going to Shencheng to work, and followed Wu Yuan to Shanghai to study.

  But as soon as he met Wu Yuan's eyes, he shrank his neck, and he didn't even dare to mention it.

   After thinking about it, anyway, this time the daughter-in-law followed him, so she could understand more or less.

  The four of them arrived at the county bus station on a smoking three-jumper from the entrance of the village, and then went straight to Pengcheng without stopping to get tickets.

  The flow of people on the road also ranges from the sparse at the entrance of the village to the heavy traffic in Pengcheng.

  Jiang Fan tried his best to keep up with Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao.

   Turning around, I realized that my husband was like a child who just went out, walking for a while and then falling behind for a long time.

  It's really worrying.

  No contrast, no harm.

  Looking back at Wu Yuan's tall back, Jiang Fan became more and more disgusted with his husband who had never seen the big world, and even more impatient to ask him to keep up.

  From Pengcheng Bus Station to Pengcheng Railway Station, the four of them squeezed to the ticket gate with difficulty. When they asked, there was no ticket.

   No matter whether it is going south to Shencheng or to Shanghai, there are no tickets.

   Looking back at the crowds that filled the ticket office and the station square, it is not surprising.

  This is catching up with the tide of millions of migrant workers.

  YangMeng flinched back then: "Why don't we go back?"

   The outside world is huge, and there are many people outside.

   This made him, who was full of arrogance back then, somewhat flustered.

  Wu Yuan came outside the station, raised his hand and beckoned a scalper and asked, "How much is it to go to Shanghai and Shencheng today?"

   "Add money!"

  (end of this chapter)