The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 638 Three cobblers are not worth a Zhuge Liang

  Wu Yuan walked into the house, and saw that the old man and accountant Li were also there.

   Busyly smoked for a while, and then asked: "Uncle Xu, what inscription is mine?"

  Old Xu was too busy patting to refill the cigarette, unable to open his mouth.

Accountant Li, who was waiting to continue the fire, said first: "Your father-in-law is worried about which words should be inscribed on the school gate made by our village primary school. We three cobblers have studied it all morning and are not satisfied. Isn't it, is it driving you here?"

   It turned out to be this matter.

  Wu Yuan understood it, but he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

  If these eight characters were not figured out by the old people in front of me, who in the previous life thought of them?

  But now that the old people asked about him, it was impossible for Wu Yuan not to say.

   And as long as he said it, wouldn't the answer to the question of the previous life become a mystery?

   Just as Wu Yuan was in a daze, the elders all continued to get angry one after another, and smoked happily.

  While drawing back, he urged Wu Yuandao: "Think about it quickly, after all, you have traveled far and wide, and you have seen a lot."

  Wu Yuan came to his senses, and he could see it.

  All those who were thinking hard and scratching their heads before gave up now.

   Completely threw it to myself.

  Wu Yuan just clicked, pressed the lighter and said: "Education is the foundation of the century-old plan!"

   After finishing speaking sonorously, Hua Zi was then slowly smoked.

   As a result, there was a snap, and Accountant Li slapped the table!

   Suddenly everyone jumped down, as if the ceiling fan circling above their heads paused for a while.

  The eyes of the old branch secretary just started to shine, and he was surprised by accountant Li, and almost threw away the cigarette in his hand: "Old Li, why are you hysterical, you are surprised?"

   Accountant Li pointed to Wu Yuan and praised: "If you don't say it, the three cobblers are not worth a Zhuge Liang! The three of us have been thinking about it all morning, so it's better to just say it casually."

  Old Xu also smacked his head and said: "These eight characters are incisive, I think that's it."

   Yang Zhishu also nodded.

   So this matter was settled.

  Wu Yuan was not surprised.

   After all, these eight words will become familiar to everyone in a few years, so they naturally have their roots.

  After deciding on this matter, the elders seem to have completed the workload of the whole morning.

   At the beginning, there were gossips all over the place.

   Yang Zhishu asked, "What time did you arrive in the middle of the night?"

  Wu Yuan said casually: "It looks like two or three o'clock."

  Accountant Li realized later: "No wonder the dogs in the whole village were barking at that time. It's because you came back."

   It’s really embarrassing to disturb the dogs in the whole village.

  But Yang Zhishu immediately said: "I wanted to stop Luo Yan and not let her go, but I didn't."

  Wu Yuan understood the father-in-law's worry, and said with understanding: "If there is another time, I will not let her pick it up. Next time, I will try to get home during the day."

   After all, no matter how big the children’s career is, in the eyes of the old father, they are still children and they will still worry.

   Immediately afterwards, Wu Yuan looked out of the door, passed through the gate of the village department, landed on the crops in the field and said, "How about the loss of rice in our village when we fetch water this time?"

As a result, as soon as he mentioned this, Old Xu recalled with great joy: "In the first three days when it rained, I also told Old Yang that this year, misfortunes never come singly. Wheat, wheat can't do it. Rice, rice is finished. "

   "Unexpectedly, in the past half a month, the canal has been able to support the water and not discharge the flood. The village went from house to house and walked frequently to the fields to release water. In the end, the situation is really good."

   Yang Zhishu also nodded and said: "It is indeed much better than expected."

  Wu Yuan felt relieved when he heard this.

   Then I heard Accountant Li ask: "Boss Wu, this time it's a big disaster. Is there anyone from all corners of the world who can donate to us?"

  Wu Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly upon hearing this.

   Seeing this, Party Secretary Yang stared straight at Accountant Li and said, "Why are you so busy thinking about beautiful things?"

   Accountant Li obviously tasted the sweetness and said, "Can't you even think about it?"

  Old Xu said something fair: "The donation looks like free money, but in fact, do you know how much Xiaoyuan contributed to this and how much favor he sold?"

Seeing that the elders were about to argue about this matter again, Wu Yuan quickly changed the subject and said: "Father, when I came here just now, I saw that there was still a lot of water in the canal. Those children in our village who were digging lobsters must have be careful."

   Yang Zhishu nodded and said: "When they sell it, I will talk about it together."

   Accountant Li said teasingly: "Don't tell me, it's been raining for so long here, and it's not all good. At least there are more lobsters in the field."

  After all, it’s been half a month, and I haven’t been digging out lobsters with such a big fanfare.

  Sitting for a while, Wu Yuan saw that it was time for dinner, so he got up and said, "Father, go home for dinner. Uncle Xu, Uncle Li, let's have a drink together?"

   As a result, before old Xutou and Accountant Li refused, Party Secretary Yang refused first: "I won't go today, let's just get something later."

  Wu Yuan went in without knowing it.

  Seeing old Xu gave him a reassuring look, he suddenly said, "That's right, there are a lot of thick eels in our tank, grab two and bring them back to Xiaoyuan."

"Yeah."

  So Accountant Li copied a bag from somewhere, and Old Xu took a pair of rice field eel clips, and quickly got Wu Yuan a few to take.

  Wu Yuan weighed it in his hand, it's not light.

  Finally, I gave the old people a circle of cigarettes, and then I took the rice field eel and left contentedly.

   As soon as I went out, I was hit by a bicycle.

  Thanks to the fact that Wu Yuan is tall and has long legs, otherwise he would rush forward with the front wheels, and he might be in danger of being beaten.

  Wu Yuan grabbed the other party's handlebar subconsciously, and then asked a familiar aroma from his nostrils.

   Looked up, as expected.

   "Yo, Teacher Song."

  Song Chunhong wanted to die.

  Every time she meets Wu Yuan, her bicycle doesn't give her much hope.

  This time it was even worse, almost got stuck.

   "Wu...Boss Wu, didn't you bump into your place?"

   "No, no, no," Wu Yuan quickly denied it three times: "But Mr. Song, you still have to change your car, it's not enough to just oil it."

  Song Chunhong couldn't refuse, so she could only say repeatedly: "I will definitely pay attention next time."

   followed by asking: "Are the old branch secretary and the village chief in the village?"

   "Yes, yes," Wu Yuan pointed his head back, "I just came out of there."

   After speaking, he lifted his foot and left: "Let's go first, Teacher Song."

   As a result, Song Chunhong beat her back and called out, "Wait, Boss Wu."

  Wu Yuan stopped and turned around: "What's wrong, Teacher Song?"

  Song Chunhong plucked up her courage and straightened her chest a little bit and said, "I've written a line of inscriptions on the gate of the village-run primary school. What do you think?"

   "Okay, you say."

"Education is the foundation."

  Wu Yuan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed strangely.

  I thought the source of this inscription in the previous life was a mystery, but I didn't expect it to be clear.

  (end of this chapter)