The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

   You don’t need to wear a coat when you enter the house, and you can wash your hands with warm water, and it comes from your own source.

   Yang Zhishu washed his hands and did not forget to show Liu Hui a look, and then he hugged Yueyue in his arms contentedly.

   Turning his head to Wu Yuan, he said, "I didn't expect you to use these small brains at home, which is quite convenient. A well-off family is nothing more than that, right?"

  Wu Yuan waved his hand nonchalantly: "In another ten or twenty years, every household can do this if they want to."

   "That is not well-off!"

Yang Luoyan came in, and seeing her father hugging her daughter and not letting go, she snatched Yueyue over, put her on the sofa, played with her younger brother, and said, "Father, you are here for dinner. Don't be reluctant once you hug the child." Let it go, and let the habit make trouble."

   Yang Zhishu pointed to his daughter and looked at Wu Yuan.

  He said in his heart, look at it, look at it, it’s okay for her mother to dislike me, even her daughter is making irresponsible remarks.

  For so many years, he has been an old branch secretary, and he has never been contradicted like this.

  Wu Yuan pulled the father-in-law to comfort him: "Father, Luoyan is afraid that you will be troubled, so don't take it to heart. Let's order some good wine later and have a good meal."

  Unexpectedly, Secretary Yang waved his hands again and again: "Don't drink, don't drink! Is it Moutai again? What kind of family can stand you drinking Moutai as ration wine like this?"

   "It's not Moutai," Wu Yuan said, "I changed it to Wuliangye."

  In fact, Wuliangye is not much cheaper than Moutai.

  But the old branch secretary couldn’t hold back when he heard a new term, and always felt greedy in his stomach.

   Curiosity, pure curiosity.

   "Then have a drink or two?"

   "Yes, try something new."

   One meal, four home-cooked dishes, one stewed, one steamed and two stir-fried vegetables.

   Plus a soup.

  In the past, the family didn’t drink soup. Ever since the mother-in-law Liu Hui went back to Shanghai to meet her relatives, she made soup immediately after she came back.

   I picked up this habit.

   Weng and his son-in-law picked up the small three-dollar wine cup and touched it lightly. The wine, which was full of wine, swayed slightly, and it all entered the mouths of the two.

  Wu Yuan drank normally.

  But it doesn't prevent the old party secretary from drinking sizzlingly, all with sound effects.

  Even so, Wu Yuan still controlled the amount of alcohol they both had.

  The three-dollar wine cup, after filling the third cup, put away the wine bottle and said, "Father, save it for tomorrow."

  The old branch secretary is a little bit unfinished.

  Unexpectedly, Liu Hui suddenly reached out to take the wine bottle, and the old branch secretary stopped immediately.

   The remaining cup was actually divided into three drinks.

  Looking at the sofa, Xiao Jiang patted on the sofa and had fun.

   Secretary Yang leaned over and said with a stubbled mouth: "You boy, let's see if your grandpa is joking, isn't it?"

  Don’t talk about Xiao Jiang.

  Even Wu Yuan couldn't help laughing.

  The old branch secretary is really difficult. Who would have thought that after a lifetime of prosperity and glory, the family status would be unexpectedly lost when they were old?

  After dinner, the old branch secretary wrapped up his cotton-padded jacket without even buttoning it, and went out.

   This is the effect of drinking a little wine to warm up.

   But that little wine is really nothing compared to the severe cold weather in northern Jiangsu.

  So, Yang Luoyan put down the pots and pans in his hand, ran over and buttoned up his father's padded jacket.

   While buckling and returning, he said to himself: "It's really when you were young!"

  The words are to punish the heart, but out of concern.

  The old branch secretary felt a little better.

  Then, Liu Hui came over with a basin of leftovers, tied the outside with a nylon bag and said, "Take it."

  The old branch secretary was even more moved: "I'm full, so I don't need to bring any more."

   "Who said it was for you? This is dog food for the **** belt!"

  Old branch secretary, open your mouth.

   Feeling good is good, but not much.

  Wu Yuan sent the old man to the village road behind his house, watched the old man walk away, and then turned back to go home.

  Back home, Liu Hui also heated up the dog rice for the three dogs.

  Wu Yuanduan came out to share with the three dogs. Watching them breathe in a gust of wind, he felt particularly relieved.

   In the dead of night.

  Yang Luoyan came down from the upstairs lightly, a turtleneck sweater showing off her enchanting figure.

  Wu Yuan twitched his index finger.

   "The winter solstice is coming soon. Have you thought about the gifts for parents, master, mother-in-law, third sister and third brother-in-law, and Liu Bureau of the Water Conservancy Bureau? Also, do you want to be kind to the head of the township and county this year?"

   Wu Yuan slapped his head, and then remembered this.

  Winter Solstice is not a festival, but presents should be given decently in rural areas. Similar to Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year, they are also called four festivals.

   In fact, it’s not just Beigang who should send it away.

  Shanghai, what should be expressed, Wu Yuan thought about it.

  So I calculated this with my daughter-in-law until late at night, and then fell asleep.

  The next day will be December 21st.

  Early in the morning, Wu Yuan was at home, called Tenda Company, and handed over the purchase of gifts from Shanghai to Fan Bingbing.

   Then he followed Ma Mingchao and drove straight to Beiyin City.

  Originally, it could be done in the county seat, but at the same time Yang Ben called, saying that the urban area is more convenient and the price can be lowered.

  Wu Yuan pondered, the eldest brother probably has something to say in person.

   Otherwise, I wouldn't have tried my best to instigate myself to take a trip to the city for a small profit.

   Eighty or ninety miles away.

   As a result, I went to the urban furniture hypermarket and saw that it was undergoing a major change. Xingwang furniture is gone, replaced by Panpan furniture.

   "Brother-in-law, how do you see it? If you have any comments, hurry up and let us make corrections immediately."

   Li Yun was also beside him impatiently.

Wu Yuan looked inside and out: "Brother, sister-in-law, there is nothing serious about it. But on the porch, on the two walls directly opposite the entrance, don't post anything, leave it empty first. After the commercials are finished shooting, the posters will be printed uniformly, and then Paste."

  Li Yun said anxiously: "It's almost the end of the month, can the poster catch up with us changing the brand and reopening?"

   "Don't worry, we can catch up."

   After a while, Yan San, the middleman Yang Ben was looking for, came.

  Wu Yuan frowned instinctively as soon as he took a look at this person. This temperament did not seem like the kind of second-rate businessman with background and connections.

  Looking at Ma Mingchao, the other party frowned as expected.

  So I drove to a remote warehouse to see the goods, so I paid attention.

  Yang Ben did not forget to follow.

  Finally, when I arrived at the place, I took a look at the dark and gloomy room, and my inner guess was strengthened.

  Wait until Yan San brought up the cigarettes and alcohol that Wu Yuan asked for, Wu Yuan motioned to Ma Mingchao, skipped the top one, touched the bottom one directly, and took a look.

Fake!

  Yang Ben exploded at that time.

  Yan San followed closely and also saw that he took out a small knife, holding it backwards in his hand, and slashed back and forth.

   And three or five men came out of the warehouse.

   It's not a good thing at first glance.

   "Bosses, the end of the year is approaching, buddies just want to earn some money to spend, I'm offended!"

   As soon as the voice fell, the knife in his hand disappeared.

  Yan San didn't even see how Ma Mingchao moved, and he was trampled under his feet.