The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 397 It rains during the Qingming Festival, and the rain is coming

  Before lunch, when Yang Luoyan came back, his eyes were also bright red.

  Wu Yuan saw it and knew that the morning was in vain.

  So he poured a glass of water, comforted his wife and said, "You two, what are you doing?"

  As a result, Yang Luoyan took the cup, leaned into his arms, and said leisurely: "Fifth sister and sixth sister are so pitiful..."

   Wu Yuan immediately lost his temper.

   Isn't sensibility just a woman's patent?

   No matter how big the daughter-in-law is in her career and how independent she is financially, as long as she is still emotional and emotionally dependent on herself, the two of them can still live together.

   Like glue and paint.

  Besides, the daughter-in-law is so concerned about the past of the fifth and sixth sisters, but she also wants to go deep in her heart.

  Learn everything about the family's past.

  Not only should he not hinder this, but it is his blessing.

   As a result, while being relieved, the father-in-law Yang Zhishu walked in from the outside and said, "What are you two doing? What happened?"

   As soon as he yelled loudly, Liu Hui also brought the two children downstairs.

  As soon as he got downstairs, he said to Yang Zhishu angrily: "You said you, it's not good when to come, but you come at this time."

   Yang Zhishu was very puzzled: "What's wrong with me coming here at this time? It's meal time, I'm hungry!"

   Immediately after seeing the pretty face of his precious daughter blushing, he finally understood.

   But if it breaks, it breaks.

  It is impossible for him to pull his daughter back, saying that you two continue to hug each other.

   But Liu Hui cared a lot and gave the two of them a chance to be alone.

  After all, the older generation has the ideas of the older generation.

  What she is most worried about is that these two people have such a big business and each have their own careers, but they will gradually drift apart in life.

   Otherwise, she would not encourage Wu Yuan to have another child with her daughter.

   There are not many varieties of lunch, just four dishes and one soup of ordinary people.

  But while Party Secretary Yang was eating, his mouth was not idle, and he kept talking about the popularization of sericulture, which was suppressed by the top.

  Now is the season for spring silkworms to hatch. After missing this wave, after the silk reeling factory starts trial production, it has to continue to import finished silkworm cocoons from other places at high prices.

  However, each village also has its own difficulties. After all, the mulberry tree has not yet grown, how much can the leaves grow?

   At that time, one or two ground silkworm eggs will be taken home, and they will search for mulberry leaves all over the mountains and plains, but it will be ridiculous.

   After all, silkworms don’t just eat mulberry leaves for one day.

   But from childhood to adulthood, the more you eat, the more you eat, the more you can eat.

  Wu Yuan said casually: "I'm afraid the spring silkworms have no hope. Bian Xiaosheng counts on his own three-acre land, why not think about where he can get affordable silkworm cocoons."

   Yang Zhishu poked the table with his chopsticks and said, "Who says no!"

   After lunch, Zhishu Yang went out to do some work.

  It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t agree with the decree, but things have to be done.

   Clean up the mess in the afternoon.

  Wu Yuan took his wife into the house for a lunch break.

  As soon as Liu Hui heard this, she took the two children upstairs and put them to sleep.

  It seems that I was worrying blindly before, and these two people are doing well, just tossing and not laying eggs.

  The good weather before Qingming is fleeting.

   Until April 4th, the sky began to be cloudy and rainy.

   But it's not a big deal.

  It rains a lot during the Ching Ming Festival.

   Didn't you smell the smell of paper money in the rain and fog?

  Wu Yuan sat in the office of Panpan Furniture Factory, but his brows could not help but frown.

  Through the back window of the office, looking at the whole factory building hidden in the pattering rain curtain, he sighed softly.

   Turning around, Yang Chenyu walked in gracefully, holding two boxes of tea leaves in his hand.

   "Why are you sighing? Is there any problem in Shanghai?"

  The reason why Yang Chenyu asked this question is because the Panpan Furniture Factory in Beigang is really thriving.

  With the gimmick of sponsoring the Asian Games of 5 million yuan, it opened up the situation in one fell swoop, moving from the province to the whole country.

   Turning around again, it drove the deep cultivation of the provincial market.

  Wu Yuan shook his head: "That's not true."

  He sent back the decoration drawings of the four consulates in Qihua Building, and now they have started construction one after another.

   It just freed him up to work on the drawings of Ms. Wen's villa.

  At that time, Sarah made several phone calls and invited him to drink coffee.

  But they were all pushed by him.

   It doesn't make sense to make a special trip to Shanghai just to have a cup of coffee.

So Yang Chenyu put the two boxes of tea leaves on the table, and said with a trembling chest, "Then you should be happy! After all, you are young, you have a successful family, you have both children and children, and you are always happy." Worried, are we still alive?"

  Wu Yuan turned his gaze away from the chest, pointed at the tea leaves and asked, "Where did this come from?"

  Yang Chenyu didn't make the ready-made chair, but leaned on the desk, with half of her plump buttocks on the table, and said: "I'm not even willing to give it to Ma Changshan as a gift from the customer."

  Wu Yuan leaned back in the chair: "Then you should give it to your eldest brother-in-law, I am young, what kind of Kung Fu tea should I drink?"

   "Do you want it or not!" Yang Chenyu turned around and left.

  It was only then that Wu Yuan discovered that the sister-in-law was actually wearing a one-step skirt produced by the daughter-in-law factory.

  Is it this hot today?

  So he shouted: "Come back!"

  Hearing this sentence, Yang Chenyu turned around triumphantly, "What? What else does the boss want?"

  Wu Yuan collected himself, waved his hands and said, "Come back and sit down, and talk well. The wagon I let you run, did you get off?"

  Yang Chenyu really came back and sat down and said: "I learned from Director Wang, and we didn't get our goal, but we got 80% of it. But the road from Beigang to Pengcheng, we don't have enough wagons."

   "Then hurry up."

   "Well, I'm following up." Yang Chenyu said seriously, and then asked back: "Are you really so anxious? It's normal to see light rain today. Are you worrying too much?"

  Wu Yuan didn't want to explain too much, "Be prepared."

   After telling Yang Chenyu about this matter, Wu Yuan got up and walked around the various factories.

  At present, the newly purchased machine tool equipment has already been in place, and the newly recruited masters and female workers can also work alone.

  The production capacity can be said to be completely full.

  If the furniture produced cannot be shipped out in time because of the weather, it will be a failure.

   But right now, there is only so much he can do.

   The rest is left to fate.

  Walking around, Wu Yuan couldn't stay any longer when he returned to the office, so he simply called Ma Mingchao and went straight to the water conservancy station to find his third brother-in-law, Xiong Gang.

   Not surprisingly, Xiong Gang was not at the water conservancy station.

  Finally found along the canal in the south of the township.

  Xiong Gang was wearing a poncho and trouser legs, not even bothering to open an umbrella, patrolling back and forth.

   It can be seen that Xiong Gang is playing tighter than himself.

   Now the water level hasn't risen much yet, so it's just so tense.

  Wu Yuan got out of the car and took an umbrella, stood on the side of the road and shouted, Xiong Gang came over and said, "Why are you here?"

   "Can't sit still, come out for a walk." Wu Yuan finished speaking, and then asked: "The rain hasn't started yet, so don't be too nervous."

  Xiong Gang said leisurely: "I heard that the upper reaches of the Huaihe River came down a day earlier than us."

  (end of this chapter)