The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 852 Can't finish eating, can't finish eating at all

  The school was in session, and Teacher Song came over suddenly. Wu Yuan didn't know why.

   But when he saw the two ducks on the handlebars, he understood everything.

   "Godmother, what are you doing?"

  As soon as Wu Yuan spoke his big Dutch accent, he stomped his feet and looked out of breath.

   So funny that Song Chunhong didn't hold back on the spot, and turned her face to the side to smile.

   After laughing, he regained his sullen face and said, "I came here today as Teacher Song. My mother said that this teacher's compilation is worth a lifetime of ducks from our family."

   Fortunately, at this time, the daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan had already come out to greet her.

  These two women are as close as sisters.

  Yang Luoyan took Song Chunhong to the edge of the pigpen at the door, seeing is believing: "I can't finish it, I can't finish it at all."

  Song Chunhong took the opportunity to untie the rope buckles on the duck's paws and said: "The two children are in need of nutrition. These two are female ducks, and the eggs are reserved, and the salted duck eggs are just right."

  In the end, Yang Luoyan didn't stop her, allowing Song Chunhong to pass through the gap in the net cover and stuff the two female ducks in.

  Anyway, the initiative is with me.

  When I give gifts to the two children in the evening, I just make up for it.

  Song Chunhong turned around, and saw Xiaojiang and Yueyue rushing out of the building, and threw themselves into her arms.

   Especially Xiao Jiang, who took the lead.

  Being held in Song Chunhong's arms was not finished yet, her small face arched back and forth on the godmother's neck, very intimate.

   Yang Luoyan gritted his teeth, and the words "little bastard" stuck out between his teeth.

   Turning around, Wu Yuanti came out with tribute vegetables and paper money.

   ready to take advantage of the opportunity to digest food and burn the paper money.

  In the past, Wu Yuan was burned on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, and he had dinner after the burning.

  But tomorrow I'm going to my husband's house, so I think about doing the things at home first.

  Song Chunhong put Xiaojiang down, and hugged Yueyue in her arms for a while, so that the rain and dew were evenly covered.

   Only then did he tell Yang Luoyan: "My school will have classes soon, so I won't sit any longer."

  Liu Hui also came out of the building and said hello.

  Song Chunhong just pushed the car out the door, lightly got on the car from the front bumper, and flew away.

  Wu Yuan, who was the first to go out with paper money and tribute vegetables, was always careful.

   Watch out for the bikes behind you.

as expected.

As soon as   ren walked to the village road behind Xiao's house, he saw Song Chunhong chasing after him on a bicycle.

   Then, as always, want to 'create death' him.

   Fortunately, he was prepared to jump away.

  Song Chunhong couldn't argue with her own words, but the car brake was quite clever when she met Yang Zhishu.

   It happened that Wu Yuan was not easy to use.

  I even braked ahead of time, and still had such a misunderstanding.

  Wu Yuan joked with a smile: "Teacher Song, President Song, you are supposed to be thinner, and the inertia of the car should be even smaller. How come you hit me and couldn't stop?"

   "Did I offend you somewhere?"

  Song Chunhong was fluent in class, but she couldn't do it in front of Wu Yuan.

   "How can there be? This brake is not effective at all times, it is really confusing."

   As he spoke, he slapped the brake lever angrily.

  It seems that the brake handle can feel pain.

   While talking, I went back to the gate of the village primary school.

  Wu Yuan seemed to agree with this explanation, and directly skipped the words without mentioning it, and just said, "I'm leaving, you are busy."

   Seeing Song Chunhong enter the school gate, Wu Yuan continued to walk forward.

  I saw Dong Dacheng raised his head in the vegetable garden behind his house and asked: "Boss Wu, Shangling burns paper, why don't you drive that car, so that Mr. Wu Dacheng can see and see, you are more majestic now than he was back then."

  Wu Yuan kept walking and replied: "Brother Dacheng, what you said is not right. The old man was accompanied by a platoon of guards with seven or eight guns. How can I compare with a car?"

  Dong Dacheng said thoughtfully: "You are right. But now you are the only one in our Beigang, no worse than the old man who dominated the northern Jiangsu area back then."

  Speaking of the powerful and turbulent half of the old man's life, it is indeed more exciting than most people.

  But that is all past tense after all.

  With the death of the old man, everything will return to ashes, dust to dust.

  Wu Yuan stood in front of the Ruxin mausoleum, and these were the thoughts in his mind.

  The three Jinsong trees are extraordinarily tall and straight, lush and lush, as if welcoming Wu Yuan's arrival.

   There are traces of recent burning in the pond, it should be that the third sister asked the third brother-in-law Xiong Gang to burn it in advance yesterday.

   "Father, mother, let me tell you about the current situation of our big family..."

  Wu Yuan went around the mausoleum while chanting, picking up fallen leaves, and cleaning along the way.

  In the broken thoughts, from the two children's recognition of their god-in-law, to the news of the eldest sister's family Miao Miao and the eldest brother-in-law Lin Xianxue, everything was described in detail.

  It sounds like talking to yourself.

   But looking at the swaying vigor of the green pine, Wu Yuan always felt that there was a response in the power.

  As the flames lit up, the burnt paper money soared upwards and flew northwestward in a whirl.

  Wu Yuan felt even more that the old man and the old lady accepted the money.

   And it's recycling a little more than ever.

  As for the other two ancestors, they also received a lot.

   Then Wu Yuan paid tribute and ordered dishes one by one, kowtowed, and then walked back with the basket.

   It's just that he didn't go back the same way.

   Instead, go straight to the dirt road at the west end of the village, which leads directly to Erdao Gengzi, and go back to the west of the village.

   As a result, when they reached the gate of the village, they saw that the number of idlers in the canteen at the gate had decreased by more than half.

  This also includes Accountant Li and Old Xu Tou who are squatting at the entrance of the canteen.

   "Uncle Xu, Uncle Li, where are you?"

  Old Xu shook his head, silently took the Hua Zi handed over by Wu Yuan.

  When Accountant Li picked up Huazi, he said in a serious manner: "I think it was stimulated by you in the morning. One or two went to the street to find work."

  Wu Yuan laughed and said, "Uncle Li, I won't take this blame."

   Accountant Li continued: "Anyway, I don't know if it's true or not. One or two say that life can no longer be like this."

  Maybe this is the demonstration role of getting rich first and then getting rich later?

  Of course, Wu Yuan didn't think much about it.

   Then he looked around and said, "Where's your father?"

  Old Xu puffed out a smoke ring and said, "I went shopping in the county, isn't it a holiday tomorrow?"

  Wu Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly, how can there be any reason to go grocery shopping in the afternoon?

  Besides, a few small families, each bringing some ingredients to the door, is more than enough for a table.

  Why does the old man need to go out in person?

   And it's not something he's good at.

  Listening to what Wu Yuan told the truth, old head Xu said seriously: "This matter is indeed influenced by you. Old head Yang often said that you cook well, and it didn't delay your earning money."

  Wu Yuan gave the two of them another round of cigarettes, then got up and said, "You two, I don't want to hear you two making fun of me."

   Accountant Li got up and said, "Really, don't believe me!"

  In comparison, old Xu was much calmer, and kept Wu Yuan in his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth...

  (end of this chapter)