The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 1083: It can’t be compared to this, it can’t be compared to that

As a result, Yang Ruolin was not happy and said: "Why?"

Then he puffed up his chest and said, "In Shanghai, you are also the manager of a store, so you are already an adult, okay!"

 After saying that, he went back to his home.

 Cause everyone to laugh.

Then Wu Yuan came over with the freshly heated oil, ready to pour it on the boiled fish fillets as a finishing touch.

Yang Luoyan here reminded Yang Zhishu: "Dad, it's time to set off firecrackers."

Amidst the crackling sound of firecrackers, hot oil is poured on the tender fish fillets in circles, making a sizzling sound.

 There is a different flavor that complements each other.

 The firecrackers went off and the New Year’s Eve dinner officially began.

Although the temperature inside and outside the house is equally cold, it is incomparable to that of Wu's small building.

 But the dazzling array of dishes in front of you exudes rich aroma and heat, which is extremely heart-warming and even makes your blood boil.

 At least the children are eager to try it, and they can’t wait for it.

When the adults at the table raised their cups to celebrate and drank the first cup of wine, Yang Zhishu was the first to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a peanut, threw it into his mouth and said, "Let's use the chopsticks."

 Children, one by two, all used their chopsticks like dragons and went straight to their favorite dishes.

 This was in the past, when good food was limited.

 Don’t even mention eating at two tables.

 When you eat at the same table, you also have to drink a round of wine, and the adults designate a certain dish.

 Wait until you have tasted all the hot dishes before you can pick up the dishes as you like.

Now that the conditions are good, we don’t have to pay attention to these minutiae.

 Soon, the wine has passed three rounds and the dishes have passed the five tastes.

Yang Ben and Yang Meng, two uncles, began to fight against each other and toasted frequently.

 My family finished this round.

 The second uncle next door brought his children over for the second round.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Ruolin squeezed a seat next to Yang Luoyan and took out the dishes and chopsticks he had brought without leaving any trace.

 Hey guys, this is a New Year’s Eve dinner that I plan to have at both houses.

 I thought all this was done without any trace.

As soon as he put his own chopsticks on the table, he raised his head and met the eyes of his young husband Wu Yuan.

 Fortunately, the men were busy catching up and drinking, so no one noticed her.

When Yang Guozhu returned to his home and searched around, he found that his little girl had not returned.

After this toast, my stomach is almost full.

 Especially Yang Bi, whose belly was so protruding that he could hardly sit down.

Helpless can only be opened, and occasionally eat a peanut rice and beat the tooth festival.

Apart from that, he also envied Wu Yuan and said: "Brother-in-law, the people you are bringing to the party should be young and old. Why don't you look fat at all?"

 Yang Luoyan replied directly and heartily: "Brother, I'm a young man who can eat, drink, and has a fast metabolism. Can you compare with him?"

This is not the end yet.

Daughter-in-law Li Yun followed up and continued to attack: "When my brother-in-law goes out to socialize, others toast him with wine. He drinks when he is happy, but not when he is unhappy. Can you compare to this?"

Yang Ben drank a cup of it in a dull manner.

 There is no need for him to mention this.

 After having enough wine and food, it was left to the women to clean up the mess.

At this time, Yang Ruolin, who had prepared his own dishes and chopsticks, also wanted to help to express his inner satisfaction.

 It’s a pity that I can’t intervene.

The gentlemen returned to the courtyard, looked at the cold sun that was setting in the west, lit up cigarettes, ate melon seeds and snacks, and continued to talk about the mountains.

Only Yang Ben, who had drunk too much, had already gone into the room and lay down, snoring loudly.

Yang Meng, who was doing better, also shrank into the sofa with his hands folded in his sleeves, like a Maitreya Buddha, as if he had fallen into trance. Not long after, Yang Chong, who was playing with firecrackers outside, ran in, found Yang Luoyan and said, "Sister-in-law, the big brother in the car made a loud noise."

Yang Luoyan quickly followed him out.

 After all, the eldest brother of the couple is in the car.

It’s just New Year’s Eve, what can happen that has to call at this time?

Yang Luoyan received a call from Jiang Cuihua in the factory.

I thought something was wrong, but it turned out that I called here specially to pay New Year greetings.

 Hey guys, one call to say New Year's greetings cost her more than ten yuan in phone bills.

This call plus roaming service costs a few yuan per minute.

　　After killing her eldest brother, Yang Luoyan found that her husband's eldest brother was even more happy.

He casually took it to the yard and handed it to Wu Yuan, saying: "Your phone keeps ringing."

Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan didn't even answer the call: "They are all New Year's calls, so I can't answer them."

 Not long after, night fell.

 The main room has almost been tidied up, and has been replaced by a table for making dumplings and glutinous rice balls.

The CCTV program was also broadcast on TV.

　A series of advertisements from various brands across the country are being broadcast on the website to collectively wish the people of the country New Year greetings.

 Among them, Panpan Furniture is the first one.

This is not only because Panpan Furniture is this year’s CCTV standard king.

And because the idea of ​​this series of New Year greeting advertisements was proposed by Yang Chenyu and Director Tan.

Yang Chenyu couldn’t help but feel proud when he said this.

 While saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, who doesn’t want the coming year to be full of hope and expectations?

Until Jiang Fan pointed it out: "Sister, I'm afraid this wasn't your idea, was it?"

Yang Luoyan also heard the sound and looked over expectantly.

Yang Chenyu had no choice but to admit: "Okay, it's your boss Wu's idea, okay? I'm just a messenger, and I'm just taking advantage of it, so it's not okay?"

Yang Luoyan held the dough in her hand and said happily: "No one said no, eldest sister. I'm just curious."

The two sisters-in-law also snickered.

By the time the children came back from playing wildly, the temperature outside had dropped to below zero.

Although the solar term indicates the beginning of spring, the Spring Festival in Beigang is still very cold.

Yang Guozhu stamped his feet and suggested: "Brother, there are so many of us, how about setting up two tables?"

As soon as Party Secretary Yang heard this, he understood: "Playing mahjong or playing cards?"

Yang Guozhu said: "Whatever, let's see what the children play. I have both mahjong and poker."

Yang Zhishu said disdainfully: "It's as if someone doesn't have one."

As soon as he heard about playing mahjong, Maitreya-like Yang Meng immediately opened his eyes: "Where are you playing, count me in!"

  The two families are planning to stay here anyway, so it doesn’t matter how late they stay.

Then he eagerly said: "I can't beat my brother-in-law in making money. How can I not win in playing cards and mahjong?"

 A moment later, YangMeng was shocked to find out.

 Can't win, really can't win.

At the mahjong table, although my brother-in-law didn’t win much money, he actually lit the cannon for his biological father.

 But he didn’t let himself take advantage either.

 At first he laughed at his brother-in-law's cooking skills.

After a few rounds, no matter what the cards in his hand were, the outcome was the same, and Yang Meng began to fall silent.

Now that things have come to this, wouldn’t it be a fool to not see any more clues?

I originally thought of relying on mahjong to counterattack, but ended up being used as a cannon for a long time, which made the old man smile.

When the singing of the Spring Festival Gala started was heard outside, it was true that my brother-in-law had lost a lot.

 But he didn’t win a single point, and he got in a lot.

How can one win with this kind of poker skill that allows one to control the overall situation?

 (End of this chapter)