The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 372 Guangzong Yaozu, glory reappears

   Not long after, the two children played together again.

  It seems that Wu Yuan, the villain who upholds justice, has done nothing.

  The phone next to the sofa in the main room rang.

  Wu Yuan quickly walked over to pick it up, only to realize that it was the old man calling, asking him to take the child over for dinner.

  Hung up the phone, it is indeed getting late.

  Put the two children on the 28th bar. Since there is no child seat, he is hesitant.

   It would not be worth it if the child fell on the road and knocked on the stone.

   He didn't ride the bike at all, locked the door directly, and walked out with the two children.

   As a result, within a few steps, Xiao Jiang reached out for a hug.

  Now the two children are growing solid, far from being as light as they were when they were young. Wu Yuan couldn't hold on while sitting in his arms with one hand and the other in his arms.

  So I can only pretend to be serious: "Go by yourself."

  Xiaojiang pouted again and wanted to cry, but Yueyue held her hand and forgot.

  Walking by the construction site of the village-run primary school, Zhang Yan and Miao Hong came out just as they were going to work here.

   One by one, they walked with Xiaojiang and Yueyue in their arms.

  While walking, he blamed Wu Yuandao: "Master, the children are only so old, and you let them go by themselves, you are really cruel!"

  Wu Yuan asked straightforwardly: "They are all rural children. If it was your own child, would you be so used to it?"

  Zhang Yan has nothing to say.

  Miao Hong snickered.

  Rural children are indeed not so used to it.

  But the conditions in Master’s house are no worse than those in the city, why should the child suffer like this.

  Could it be that Master wants to raise the two children like rural children?

  More than ten minutes later, Zhang Yan and Miao Hong put down their two children on the road behind the old party secretary's red brick house, reluctant to leave.

  Zhang Yan asked enviously: "Master, how did you raise the child in your family? It smells good."

   Miao Hong echoed: "Yes, it smells milky and milky, and it smells really good."

   There was no need for Wu Yuan to urge the rest of the short distance, and the two children stumbled away by themselves.

  Because Liu Hui was already waiting there.

   Even so, Wu Yuan still got Liu Hui's complaint: "It's such a long way, you can let the child walk by itself. You are really cruel as a father."

  I don't care what the next generation said.

  Wu Yuan didn't bother to explain, and went into the courtyard.

  In the main room, the mat has already been set.

   Except for the father-in-law Yang Zhishu and the three old masters, there is no one else.

  When Branch Secretary Yang saw him coming, he pointed to the seat directly opposite him and said, "Xiao Yuan, come and sit down."

  Wu Yuan washed his hands and sat down without even wiping them.

   Subconsciously picked up the Wuliangye wine bottle, only to realize that everyone had already filled it.

  The table is very rich. Although it can't keep up with the Chinese New Year lineup, there are four cold dishes and eight hot dishes.

  Wu Yuan accompanied the elders wholeheartedly, without putting on airs at all.

   As a result, several old masters chatted about the glorious days of Mr. Wu Da while drinking.

  In the life of a soldier and a horse, the scenery is unparalleled.

   Had a box gun, but never fired it and needless to say.

   This is old news.

  Speaking of the time when the old man came back, the glory and dignity of relatives and friends were also very embarrassing.

   Wu Yuan still has an impression of these things.

   Those few years were considered the best conditions in the family.

   Then it took a nosedive...

  Finally, let’s go back to the present, to Wu Yuan.

  The glory of Mr. Wu Da has returned.

  The popularity of the Wu family is almost the same as it was back then.

  It seems that the times have turned a corner and returned to the past.

  Wu Yuan listened, really ashamed.

  He himself knows how much luck is involved in the current glory.

   By luck of rebirth.

  Otherwise, it would be like in the previous life. By the time he earns a little money, the glory of Mr. Wu Da will be completely annihilated with the passing of the older generation.

  How can there be any glory again?

   However, he was embarrassed to refute the praise of the masters.

  You can only know it in your heart, keep a low profile and keep a low profile.

  After a meal of wine, the three old masters were a little bit on the top, and they were completely concerned about the repair of the Wu family mausoleum.

  So careful to copy the old rules as they are.

   Nothing can be saved.

  Wu Yuan quickly winked at the old man, it's time to stop.

   Red tape or something, there is no need.

   After all, in the end, it is he, the head of the family, who suffers.

   What's more, the two cousins ​​who came to Taiwan in the previous life set up a monument and planted three pine trees, and it was fine afterwards.

   It is nothing more than a sustenance.

  Satisfied with wine and food, Wu Yuan and his father-in-law sent the three old masters to the village road behind the tile house.

  The master craftsmen talked a lot, and their chests were thumping loudly.

  Hearing this, the two of them couldn't help wondering whether they should send someone to send them back.

   Unexpectedly, when the masters turned and left, they walked like flying, more sober than anyone else.

  Turning back to the father-in-law's house, Liu Hui stuffed the dog bowl into the father-in-law's hand, and asked Wu Yuan, "Did you beat the child this afternoon?"

  Wu Yuan thought to himself, I can’t beat my own son and daughter?

   It's just that I didn't say this, it hurt my feelings.

  Turning to look at the old man, the old man took the dog bowl and went directly to feed Dahei.

   This is hopeless.

   At this moment, a voice sounded from behind: "Mom, what's wrong with a father beating his son and daughter?"

  Wu Yuan looked back, and his face was filled with joy.

   In terms of protection, she has to be her own daughter-in-law.

  Especially when she was so teased by her own daughter, Liu Hui opened her mouth, unable to say anything.

  Wu Yuan took his daughter-in-law: "Have you eaten yet?"

  Yang Luoyan's tone turned gentle and said: "I ate noodles at home."

   Immediately turning around, he said ruthlessly, "Go, let's take our son and daughter home."

   This time, Liu Hui was really scratched.

  Liu Hui protected the two children, and gave way: "It's a big deal, when you two discipline the children in the future, I just don't intervene."

   Immediately muttered: "Look at your strength to not suffer, I don't know who to follow!"

Yang Luoyan didn't really think about it, so she walked down the steps and said, "That's right, Mom. You are the next generation of relatives, and you will love your children so much that you will be spoiled easily. My man is willing to discipline the children, that's Blessings for children."

  The old branch secretary also came over and said, "That's right, if the son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault."

  The couple sat at their mother's house for a while, and then went home while the moonlight was bright.

  Before leaving, Yang Luoyan finally saved face for his mother and didn't forcefully bring the two children home.

  On the way, Wu Yuan finally had the time to ask: "Have you finished your work in Shanghai? You haven't been there for a few days."

  Yang Luoyan hugged her husband's arm and said, "I'm not allowed to come back to see such a big thing as erecting a monument and repairing the tomb for my parents?"

  Wu Yuan joked: "Afraid that I won't sign your name? Don't worry, daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan must have it!"

  Yang Luoyan looked satisfied: "This is more or less..."

  (end of this chapter)