The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

 It is quiet in the dead of night.

The two of them were leaning against the bed, and Yang Luoyan breathed out the fragrant toothpaste breath and said, "You can't guess what my mother told me just now."

Wu Yuan breathed in his wife's breath and said without hesitation: "Isn't it just this matter at my aunt's house? What can happen?"

"That's really not true," Yang Luoyan smiled and picked up Qiao. But when she saw that her husband didn't buy it and was focused on her big white legs, she angrily knocked off the troublemaker and said, "I'm telling you seriously."

 Wu Yuan put his big hand back and said, "I touch mine, you say yours."

Yang Luoyan clamped his legs and clamped the troublesome big hand directly and said: "My mother wants me to get the household registration of my two children to study in Shanghai. She comes to help us take care of the children."

 Wu Yuan couldn't help but said in surprise: "Dad, she doesn't want it anymore?"

Yang Luoyan’s beautiful eyes were shining and she said: “My mother said that she deserves to do this for the sake of her children.”

Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh and said: "Mom, who has been brainwashed by this? If we really want to do it, we might as well go directly to the courtyard! How can we go to BJ directly after all the hard work in Shanghai?"

 At this point, he realized what he was saying: "Isn't it my aunt who instigated it?"

Yang Luoyan did not deny it, which was equivalent to acquiescence: "Maybe my aunt doesn't know that we bought the yard in BJ."

The matter came to an abrupt end at this point.

 Because Wu Yuan's big hand was suddenly freed from the restraints and went straight to the Jade Gate...

 Liu Hui next door turned over.

　　murmured: "I wonder if Shang has not discussed it yet? Are you thinking about this? Could it be that you really plan to have two more children, regardless of the older ones?"

 The next day it will be New Year’s Day.

 The calendar on the wall was replaced with a brand new one, revealing the first page - January 1, 1991.

 For a moment, Wu Yuan felt a little enlightened.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door.

The rhythm and the intensity make Fu Qiu knock on the door as soon as he hears it.

Yang Luoyan wiped her hands on her apron and hurried over to open the door. She saw Fu Qiu coming over with a drawer of buns and saying, "Sister Luoyan, stop working so hard and eat while they're hot."

Yang Luoyan took the bun, said something grateful, and then said: "Sister-in-law, wait a minute. I have warmed the milk in the pot. You can bring some back."

Fu Qiu refused and said, "Huanhuan is not at home. Lao Lu and I are so old that we don't need that thing."

These days, milk, a scarce product, is used to supplement children’s nutrition.

 That's why Fu Qiu said this.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan intervened, buying time for his wife.

“Sister-in-law, I just have something to tell you.”

 “What’s the matter, just tell me.”

“It’s like this, I have an aunt named Liu Juan. She wants to come to your store to learn and open a similar store in another location tomorrow…”

Before he finished speaking, Fu Qiu said without hesitation: "Then let her do it. There is so much money in the world, I can't make it all by myself anyway." Then he asked further: "The secret of the thirteen-spice seasoning powder, I can Tell me?"

Without waiting for Wu Yuan’s response, Fu Qiu explained: “There are many imitation kebabs in other places, but because of the recipe of the seasoning powder, it’s always not as good as ours.”

At this point, Fu Qiu said to herself: "But since she is your aunt, the appointment can be made, no problem. I have already remembered it, so just let her do it."

At this moment, Yang Luoyan brought over a large bowl of milk, exuding a rich milky fragrance.

Fu Qiu said gratefully: "I borrowed the wind from your house a while ago to let Huanhuan drink pasteurized milk for a while, and now..."

Yang Luoyan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, we are just neighbors in Menkamen, why are we talking about this?"

Watching Fu Qiu return to the opposite door.

Wu Yuan sat down at the dining table, flipping through yesterday's newspaper and waiting for breakfast.

Liu Hui quietly went to the kitchen and asked her daughter in a low voice: "What did you two think about what I discussed with you last night?"

Yang Luoyan glanced at her husband outside, and without deliberately lowering her voice, she said, "Mom, my man said, instead of coming to Shanghai, why not go to a BJ?" Liu Hui opened her mouth to speak, but she soon understood.

After all, BJ has a capital and Qingbei.

 Shanghai has advantages in taking the local university entrance examination, but there is no advantage in taking the entrance examination in Qingbei, or the advantage is not big.

As for the local universities in Shanghai, there are many famous schools, but after all, their names are not as famous as those in Qingbei.

So in the end he could only mutter: "Who knows how your BJ's shabby yard is being taken care of and whether it can be lived in?"

Yang Luoyan did not defend herself, but smiled and said: "Okay, Mom, after the Chinese New Year, let's find a time to bring you and dad with us to BJ for a visit. How about staying for a while?"

Liu Hui snorted and said, "Let's talk about it later."

 After saying that, he left the kitchen first.

 She even took Joe for a ride! Yang Luoyan shook his head, turned off the fire, took two wet rags, took down the milk pot, and divided it directly into several glasses.

 The breakfast of milk and steamed buns is quite a combination of Chinese and foreign flavors.

 But the family ate with gusto.

 The two children even drank so much that their mouths were full of milk marks.

The scene on the first day of the Gregorian New Year was fixed in Wu Yuan's mind.

 It’s just Liu Hui and the others who obviously don’t take the Gregorian New Year seriously.

Not only that, there is no festive atmosphere in the community at all.

There are not even as many people saying Happy New Year as there were people saying Merry Christmas a while ago.

 Arrived at Qihua Building, Wu Yuan entered the company.

 The employees of the company are as usual, going to work and fishing.

Just after nine o'clock, Wu Yuan received a landline call from Xiangjiang.

The call was connected, and Huang Qiya's cold and arrogant voice came: "We are back in Xiangjiang, and the rest of the things will be done exactly as you said."

“Sister, you and everyone have worked hard.”

 The phone hangs up.

 It came suddenly and ended decisively.

 But it just made Wu Yuan feel at ease and at ease.

 As soon as I put down the phone, the phone rang again.

Wu Yuan subconsciously thought that Huang Qiya had not finished saying something just now, so he changed his hand and dialed again.

When I picked it up, I realized it wasn’t Huang Qiya’s.

This is when I realized that even if I redial the international long distance call, I can’t get through it that quickly.

 The voice is not Huang Qiya’s, but Luo Dongmei’s.

It wasn’t that Wu Yuan was familiar with Luo Dongmei’s voice, but that the other party introduced herself as soon as she opened her mouth: “Boss, I am Luo Dongmei.”

 “Oh, what’s the matter?”

“You asked Director Li to ask me about Ms. Sara’s whereabouts. I only received a reply from Ms. Sara this morning. She is currently celebrating the Christmas and New Year holidays in Europe.”

Wu Yuan smiled in panic, finally having someone to celebrate the Gregorian New Year.

 I should have thought of it earlier.

 “I understand, say hello to Ms. Sarah for me and wish her a happy holiday.”

 “Okay, boss, I will convey it to you.”