The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

   Back home, Nuomi is feeding the cubs.

  The four puppies, all exerting their strength to suckle, kicked the ground fiercely, sharpened their heads and arched forward.

  The vines in the yard are already lush, adding a touch of rare greenery to the small farmyard.

  Wu Yuan clapped his hands, entered the small building, saw his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan was still busy, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Let me come, daughter-in-law."

  Yang Luoyan's hands were covered in foam, and the hands that touched the bowl and the loofah vine all froze for a moment.

   then said: "I'm almost done washing, why are you here to join in the fun?"

   Wu Yuan snorted, pushed open the kitchen door, and walked around the kitchen.

  After returning, I sat on the sofa, patted my legs with my hands, and the rhythm became faster and faster involuntarily.

  Yang Luoyan saw everything in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

  Then the whole night, the daughter-in-law was busy.

  Busy here, busy there, never stop.

  Finally, Wu Yuan finished washing and leaned against the bed. He was about to fall asleep when he heard the door slam. His wife Yang Luoyan came in wearing a suspender nightdress with two black silks underneath.

  Wu Yuan suddenly felt relieved of sleepiness, rubbed his eyes, and straightened up.

   "Daughter-in-law, what happened?"

  Until his wife came close to him, Wu Yuan couldn't help being a little dazed.

   "It's nothing!" Yang Luoyan said lightly, and there was a faint fragrance in every gesture.

  Wu Yuan finally sent out that sentence of soul torture: "It's nothing, why should you reward me?"

  Yang Luoyan leaned forward softly and said, "My man has done a good deed without leaving his name, so I shouldn't reward him?"

  In an instant, Wu Yuan understood: "Ms. Song is looking for you?"

   No wonder I came back today, and there wasn’t any expected thank you bridge.

  Dare to love Song Chunhong and went directly to Yang Luoyan to thank her.

   And judging from the daughter-in-law's current performance, the effect of this trick is not bad.

  Wu Yuan's mind suddenly relaxed, and his back straightened up.

  The days back to the village passed quickly.

  Song Chunhong, who has temporarily ended her teaching life, holds books in her hands all day long, and tends grapes in her spare time.

  As for Wu Yuan, she knew that a phone call and a few words of thanks were not enough.

  But now the other party's life is peaceful and beautiful, not to disturb, and to convey the gratitude in place, is the greatest reward.

  Song Chunhong was not naive enough to really add to Wu Yuan's confusion.

   And more importantly, this kind of gratitude is not enough for a person who saves himself from troubles, but it is not bad.

   Until three days later, Song Chunhong received a call from the Education Committee.

  The call was made to the village head of Liyuan Village.

  Song Chunhong learned through the big loudspeaker in the village that she had her own phone, so she rushed to the village in a hurry on the broken car that rang except for the bell.

  At that time, the old branch secretary, old Xutou, and accountant Li were all there.

  Song Chunhong blushed and called a circle of people, then sat and waited in the empty seat next to her.

  The three old guys also had to involuntarily finish smoking their cigarettes and stop smoking.

   Finally the phone rang.

  The three of them didn't move, they let Song Chunhong pick up the phone, then hummed a few times, and hung up the phone with a lot of satisfaction.

  Seeing Song Chunhong's neither sad nor happy, sad and happy expression on his face, the old branch secretary knew it well, and nodded Huazi again with a smile without saying a word.

   After all, it was his daughter-in-law who did it, and he felt that he was a bit qualified to rely on his elders.

   But the same expression frightened old Xu: "Chunhong, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem to be hysterical?"

   Accountant Li echoed without knowing it: "Yes, are you okay? What did you say on the phone?"

  Song Chunhong was so excited that her knuckles turned white, she murmured: "Uncle Xu, Uncle Li, Uncle Yang, I have a teacher who made it up."

  Old Xu slapped his head on the table: "This is a good thing!"

  Accountant Li also took the opportunity to smoke, and even gave Song Chunhong a cigarette before taking it back and saying, "It's definitely a good thing, our village finally has a serious editing teacher."

   Song Chunhong's brain is still digesting.

  She originally thought that Wu Yuan just helped her settle the matter, so that the gentle scum would get the punishment he deserved.

  However, he never expected that he would realize his long-cherished wish for many years.

   It can even be said that he saved his life.

  Enrolled, for the substitute teachers everywhere in the countryside, it's been a long time since a daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law.

  The heart is broad and the world is wide.

   As for how Wu Yuan did it, Song Chunhong couldn't think of it.

   But he must have done it, that's right.

  Because the timing is too coincidental.

Soon the old party secretary confirmed this triumphantly and said: "Chunhong, don't get too excited. I asked Xiaoyuan to handle this matter a long time ago. Our village is so big, we can't even have a regular teacher No."

   "... I didn't expect him to finish it until today, and it seems that he has put a lot of effort into it."

  Song Chunhong's voice became crying: "Uncle Yang, how can I repay such a great favor?"

  The old branch secretary waved his hand, "If you like teaching, teach it well, so that more children in our village can become talents, and that's considered a report."

   After listening to the old branch secretary speak earnestly for a while, Song Chunhong left with a heavy heart.

When Song Chunhong came out of the gate of the village, old Xu Tou said in a low voice: "Old Yangtou, tell the truth, are you compensating the daughter of the Song family? After all, if your family doesn't disturb the situation, Mr. Song will marry you if you don't know." Give it to Xiaoyuan, and enjoy the happiness."

   "Fart!" The old branch secretary jumped up and said, "It was Xiaoyuan who hired me at the beginning!"

  Old Xu Tou changed the subject, and quickly comforted him: "I'm joking with you, can't you hear it? Look at you, you are still in a hurry, hurry up!"

  Seeing that the two old buddies almost fell out on the spot, Accountant Li sighed and said: "Chunhong is so pitiful, the boss is not young, and it is even more difficult to find a partner."

  After hearing this, the other two old guys sighed together.

  As the end of May approaches, the summer in Beigang has already started the quiz mode.

   This is manifested in the fact that Wu Yuan rode home from the furniture factory, from a drop of sweat before, to now his chest and back are wet.

  Although it hasn't reached the point of sweating profusely, the heat is indeed coming up.

  There are not many wheat seedlings in the field, and when they turn golden, they are scattered in clusters.

   But you still have to accept it.

  The old women who are guarding the house are starting to get busy.

  Even the school has a one-week farming holiday, so that the children can go back to be with their parents and grandma, and experience the hard work...and hardships of harvesting.

   After all, I have worked hard for several days, and only harvested a little bit of wheat. It is not only difficult, but also heart-wrenching.

  The good news is that there is no need to pay public grain this year, and the more I receive, the less I receive, all of which belong to my own family.

  Otherwise the situation will only get worse.

  During this period, some children with active brains took the opportunity to dig out lobsters and rice field eels, and sell them for money, which can somewhat supplement the family.