The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Even so, the Bentley Mulsanne passed by the cold vegetable shop at the entrance of the village.

Wu Yuan got out of the car as usual, packed a few hard dishes, and put them in transparent plastic bags to take with him.

 When the car arrived at the door of the fourth sister Wu Fanghua's house.

Not only the fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao is back, but Wen Yong’s second uncle Zhong Zhenyuan also made a special trip back from the construction site.

 It is considered as accompanying a guest.

But when Zhong Zhenyuan saw Wu Yuan, he still couldn't get rid of the timidity of his subordinates when they saw their boss. Before he could speak, he felt that he was three points shorter.

 Fortunately, Wu Yuan is not the kind of person who takes advantage of others at will.

 Taking the Huazi that Zhong Zhenyuan specially sent, he only said hello, "Here you come," without mentioning any work topics.

 After all, today’s meal is all for the children.

 It is not appropriate to talk about other topics.

Zhong Zhentao frowned, as if he was under pressure, and the smoke he exhaled was thick.

As if he had been depressed for a long time, he allowed his second brother to chat with Wu Yuan.

Until a group of people walked into the yard, Wu Yuan looked at the smoky kitchen and Wu Fanghua said: "Fourth sister, don't do it anymore. I brought some dishes from the cold dish shop, there must be enough to eat."

Wu Fanghua came out rubbing her eyes, which were red. It was obvious that she had just cried, but she insisted that they were burnt by the smoke.

Wu Yuan didn't give a damn, and was pushed by Zhong Zhenyuan into the hall door first.

Zhong Zhentao, however, had already figured out the old Capital Daqu and said: "The last two bottles, that's all for today."

As for the origin of these two bottles of wine, Zhong Zhenyuan said with familiarity: "Brother, didn't you say you want to keep two bottles and drink them out when Wen Yong goes to college?"

Zhong Zhentao was silent and didn't want to speak.

Wu Yuan continued to explain: "When Wen Yong goes to college, he will definitely go to Maotai or Wuliangye!"

Zhong Zhenyuan laughed sarcastically and quickly agreed: "The boss is right, I am narrow-minded."

 After such an episode.

Zhong Zhentao’s mood still showed no improvement.

Even Wu Fanghua, who brought the dishes into the house, couldn't stand it anymore.

I feel that I can’t go on like this, otherwise, how will my brother eat this meal?

So he squeezed out a smile and said: "His second uncle, please take my younger brother to sit down and drink."

Zhong Zhenyuan understood it in his heart, but he was a little confused on his face.

He felt that his eldest brother Zhong Zhentao had gone too far. After all, you are also the deputy head of a township.

No matter how depressed we are, we can still get by with this effort, right?

So Wu Yuan said, "Fourth sister, what's wrong? Looking at your attitude today, are you afraid that I will bring back a lively Wen Yong in a while and you won't be able to accept it?"

Originally, the surgery was almost certain.

Moreover, the child Wen Yong was also blessed in his previous life. In the end, the surgery was so late, but he recovered as usual.

What’s more, if intervention is performed earlier, the prognosis will theoretically be better.

 So Wu Yuan was worried, but he still had confidence.

Now seeing the frost-beaten look on the faces of the fourth sisters, all they have left is confidence.

When Zhong Zhenyuan heard this, he said excitedly: "Brother, the boss has said so, what else do you have to worry about? After a few days, Wen Yong comes back intact and like a normal child, think about today Are you going to laugh yourself to death over this drink?"

After hearing this, Zhong Zhentao finally had a normal reaction and said, "Uncle, are you really so sure?"

Wu Yuan smiled and said nothing, but looked at Wen Yong with bright eyes.

Zhong Zhenyuan quickly interrupted: "Brother, why are you planning to do this? Can't we chat while drinking?"

 “Yes, yes, yes!” Zhong Zhentao’s emotional intelligence finally returned to the high ground and his mood became positive.

Just like that, we had a meal of wine from sunset to ten o'clock. Zhong Zhentao drank most of the two bottles of Capital Daqu alone.

 Wu Yuan and Zhong Zhenyuan combined could not drink a bottle.

Zhong Zhenyuan apologized to Wu Yuan frequently: "Boss, please be patient. Brother, he is not like this usually."

Wu Yuan only focused on eating, looking at the two children Wen Ya and Wen Qiang who were eagerly beside him from time to time.

Until Zhong Zhentao fell down with a loud noise, Wu Yuan and Zhong Zhenyuan were frightened.

This child's legs haven't been healed yet, so the father can't fall down first.

 Fortunately, Wen Ya, the little cotton-padded jacket, was considerate and jumped out in time: "It's okay, dad is just asleep."

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhong Zhentao was drinking and snoring like thunder.

Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but still said: "Even if I fall asleep, I can't drink like this next time."

After saying that, he and Zhong Zhenyuan helped Zhong Zhentao into the room, each carrying one side.

Back to the main room, Wu Yuan stopped sitting and asked Wen Yong directly: "Have your luggage been packed?"

Zhong Wenyong nodded and said yes.

Zhong Zhenyuan teased Wen Yong with a smile and said, "You are convinced to have such an old uncle, Wen Yong!"

Wu Yuan turned around and said: "Then I will take the children back to Liyuan Village first. We will go straight to Shanghai early tomorrow morning."

Zhong Zhenyuan finally said like a second uncle: "Boss, if I say one more thing, Wen Yong will be in your hands."

Wu Fanghua stumbled in: "Brother Yao, do you want to leave?"

Wu Yuan nodded.

Wu Fanghua turned to the child Zhong Wenyong, her hands were trembling, and she didn't know whether to touch the child or not.

Wu Yuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and looked for the two children Wenya and Wenqiang.

 Hey, where did these two children go?

Zhong Wenyong had some empathy at first, but when his mother's emotions became uncontrollable and on the verge of losing control, the boredom resurfaced involuntarily.

Wu Yuan saw this and quickly pulled Wen Yong over, blocking the emotional communication between mother and son who were not on the same channel.

Zhong Wenyong breathed a long sigh of relief.

 Only by being by his uncle's side can he feel at ease.

“Okay, Fourth Sister, you should go to bed early. I’ll take Wen Yong away first.”

“After the operation is completed and you finish working in the fields, I am still counting on you to take care of Wen Yong’s rehabilitation treatment.”

Wu Fanghua quickly wiped away her tears and said, "Brother, I know, I know."

After speaking, he took out a large wad of crumpled banknotes from his pocket and said, "Brother Yao, this is all the money the family can collect. I know this is not enough for the surgery, but you take it first."

Wu Yuan looked at Zhong Wenyong. After all, the uncle and nephew had an agreement regarding the surgery fee.

 But obviously this moment is not a good time to show off your cards to them.

So under Wu Yuan's instruction, Wen Yong stretched out his hand and said: "Mom, give it to me."

Then Wu Yuan walked out, and Zhong Zhenyuan quickly followed him to the door.

The uncle and nephew got into the car and the Bentley Mulsanne drove a long way.

From the rearview mirror, I can still see the elongated figure slowly entering the house under the light of the front porch light.

 “Ming Dynasty, stop the car.”

Ma Mingchao said "Ah" and still stopped the car steadily.

“Why don’t you get the two children out of the trunk quickly?”

Being seen through at a glance, Ma Mingchao's face turned red and he said, "Boss, have you seen it?"