The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 1077: Don’t pull back every step of the way, take every step accurately

Hearing that the second disciple’s answer was correct, Wu Yuan didn’t say much.

On the contrary, the third disciple Zhu Liubiao asked angrily: "Master, do you think a person like Yang Weiguo can make a comeback?"

Wu Yuan slowly shook his head and said nothing.

Baojun became the mouthpiece, giving a thumbs up and said: "How can it be so easy to make a comeback? Otherwise, everyone in the Shanghai circle is saying that this is our master, who does not pull back at every step, and steps to the beat of the drum every step of the way." superior."

Wu Yuan interrupted: "Okay, let's eat and eat."

 After lunch.

Zhu Liubiao took He Ying and left as if he was receiving a general amnesty.

On the way to the county town, Zhu Liubiao couldn't help but wonder.

Even though the master didn't say anything, He Ying suddenly seemed to have melted and started to stick to him.

 The thoughts of women are really strange.

With all the effort of the front and back, Zhao Baojun also took Lin Miaomiao away, taking with him another pile of gifts under the window of the small building.

Wu Yuan was lying on the sofa.

The winter afternoon sunlight shone on him through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

 The coldness is gone, only warmth remains.

Liu Hui tidied it up and hurried back.

Since the New Year’s Eve dinner was scheduled to be held at her hometown, she went back to work a lot these days.

 But the conditions in my hometown are really not comparable to the Wu family's small building.

 Fortunately, over time, I got used to it.

Yang Luoyan finished cleaning up the pots and pans, walked over, sat down next to her husband's head and neck, and covered the two children who were curled up on the sofa, tired from the fuss, with a blanket.

 Wu Yuan felt the richness and elasticity of the top of his head, and kicked his feet so that the back of his head rested on his wife's legs.

　　Comfortable.

 This is the wonderful time for vacation.

Yang Luoyan put her slender hands in her husband's hair, combing it up and down, and said seductively: "I finally have time to spend time with you."

Wu Yuan’s hair went numb and he said, “What are you talking about? The children are still here.”

Yang Luoyan scolded angrily: "Where did you want to go? I mean, cook for you and stay at home with you."

 After a pause, he added: "Of course, that also includes sleeping with you."

Then he said confidently: "After all, I am at home during the Chinese New Year, and there is nothing else to do except eat. What can I do if I don't sleep?"

 There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

 So, the afternoon of the last day of the year was spent in this long style.

 Woke up after a short nap.

Wu Yuan opened his eyes and saw his wife leaning on the back of the sofa, her slender neck still looking so beautiful as she fell asleep.

It's just that his wife's delicate hands were still in his hair, so whenever he moved here, Yang Luoyan woke up.

 “What time is it, what time is it?” I asked loudly as soon as I opened my mouth.

But Wu Yuan interrupted: "It's already a holiday, what time are you doing?"

Yang Luoyan then relaxed and said, "That's right."

 Looking back, I saw the two children changing positions, still sleeping soundly and cutely.

She continued to comb her husband's hair and said, "Do you think Baojun and Miaomiao can handle it?"

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "If Baojun can't handle it, he will have wasted the past six months at the table."

Yang Luoyan nodded lightly and said, "Yes, Baojun has indeed become a lot more mature and sophisticated in his conversation."

While we were chatting, the rhubarb in the yard suddenly barked.

 It's just that the rhythm is not so fast and violent, and it feels a bit routine. Even so, the two children, Xiao Jiang and Yue Yue, were also woken up.

 I rolled over and sat up, leaning on the sofa, lost in thought like a grown-up.

Wu Yuan shouted outside.

Not only did the sound of rhubarb stop immediately, but the rice dumplings and rice **** that were about to move also stopped completely.

However, not long after, someone appeared at the gate.

From afar, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master, Master!"

If the voice wasn't really deep and deep, people would have thought it was Sun Wukong looking for Tang Monk.

Wu Yuan got up from his wife's legs and walked out the door, saying, "Ming Jun, why are you here?"

Ma Mingjun was holding the nylon bag in his hand. Something seemed to be moving inside. He quickly took out the smoke from his pocket with his other hand and said, "I just got some eels and brought them to you to satisfy your craving."

Wu Yuan was confused, but he said: "It's so cold here, where did you get these eels?"

Ma Mingjun grinned: "It's not difficult for those who know it, but it's not difficult for those who don't know it. Master, you always say it."

Wu Yuan took the cigarette from his eldest disciple and invited Ma Mingjun to come into the house and sit down.

Ma Mingjun did not go in. He only called Master's Wife through the glass. He also called Xiao Jiang and Yueyue, and sat down on the steps under the eaves.

Wu Yuan stretched his legs, pulled the legs of his trousers, and squatted down with his hands.

"How is it? After being promoted, are you getting used to it?"

Ma Mingjun scratched his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't seem that difficult, it's just that there is less work."

　　“As long as the money is yours, that’s fine.”

 “That’s quite a lot,” Ma Mingjun grinned.

Then he changed the subject and said: "But Master, after the new year, I want to renovate the house at home so that Zhang Yan and her two children can live more comfortably. But now there are two troubles..."

As he spoke, Ma Mingjun started scratching his head again.

As a result, Wu Yuan pulled him off and said, "Don't scratch your head whenever you encounter difficulties. Just say what you need to say."

Ma Mingjun immediately put down his hand: "One is, I want to learn how to heat the small building in my master's house and see if I can also install a local heater. The other is, I can't find a master. This house is difficult enough to build."

Wu Yuan answered one by one: "The earth heater is simple and can be installed anywhere. I will draw a drawing for you later, and you can just find someone to customize it. As for manpower, it is indeed a problem."

"But Zhong Zhenyuan will form a Tengda Sanjian in the future to specialize in home port projects. Talk to him and see if he can arrange it and take the time to build your house. You can directly contract it to them. How much money should be paid.”

Ma Mingjun thought: "This is a good idea. It happens that Yan'er works at the third aunt's place and doesn't have time to cook for the chefs. It's the easiest thing to do it all."

The master and the apprentice chatted for a while, and then Ma Mingjun got up and left.

Wu Yuan found a bucket, filled half of it with water, and poured out the eels in the nylon bag.

 Good guy, he must weigh five or six pounds.

 And all of them are more than **** thick.

Yang Luoyan came over and took a look and said, "If Ming Jun, this apprentice, gets anything good, he will always think of you as his master."

Wu Yuan thought about it and said, "It's just right. I'll bring a few over tomorrow and make fried eel with green onion."

The sun sets.

As soon as Wu Yuan drove the Mercedes parked at the door into the courtyard, Liu Hui called.

The call was answered by Yang Luoyan.

After receiving it, he came out and said, "Husband, what are you going to eat tonight? The two of you can't even eat."

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Then we, a family of four, will just eat something simple. Don't you have some left at noon? Then cut up the remaining half of the braised goose, and we are almost ready."

Yang Luoyan added: "There are no green leafy vegetables, so I will stew cabbage and tofu."

Wu Yuan nodded: "Well, that's enough, that's definitely enough."

 (End of this chapter)