The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

   "Dad, why are you here?"

  While Wu Yuan was asking questions, he handed over a Huazi.

  After all, the air conditioner has just been installed in the home, and the freshness of the meeting has not yet passed. Why would you leave the air-conditioned room and go out for a walk and suffer?

   Yang Zhishu took Hua Zi, gave his daughter-in-law a white look, and said nothing.

   Secretary Yang is obviously in a bad mood.

   It's just because of the face of the little girl and son-in-law, that's all.

  If it were someone else, he would have turned around and left long ago.

  Wu Yuan immediately let the person into the room with understanding: "It's not that I don't want you to come. I guess, you should be blowing on the air conditioner."

  Wu Yuan saw it, and waited until the father and father smoked a cigarette, and then asked persuasively: "Father, we have survived two major floods, what else can make you so worried?"

Yang Zhishu sighed and said: "In terms of crayfish farming, news came from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, saying that certain progress has been made. The one-year crayfish can reproduce and lay eggs. So I called and wanted to Talk to us about further cooperation."

  Wu Yuan instinctively felt that it was too early to talk about cooperation at this point of progress.

   As a result, I heard Yang Zhishu say: "The other party means on the phone that they don't want to transfer the breeding technology to us. They want to follow the model where they provide shrimp seedlings and we raise them. Under this model, they provide breeding technology for free."

  Wu Yuan immediately felt that this eating was a bit unattractive.

  Research has only made such a little progress, so let's stretch out our hands first.

  It's really too early.

  So he turned to ask: "The fish farmers in our village, how are their crayfish?"

"Don't mention it." When Wu Yuan asked about it, Party Secretary Yang sighed again and again: "I just asked today, and everyone was at home, worried about the loss of the fish pond, and didn't take crayfish farming as a return at all. thing."

   After finishing speaking, Party Secretary Yang said with a disappointed face: "I can't expect anything!"

Wu Yuan thought for a while, and then suggested: "Let's do this, Dad. Since there is no progress in the village, let's not let go of the clues at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and continue chatting. We must not discuss such a big matter." Is it?"

   "...Besides, as I remember, crayfish have a strong reproductive ability, and they can breed a wave in about half a year. Let the people of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences study it again."

   "...At the same time, those fish farmers in our village, you can do more work. The fish can't be counted on this year, why don't you spend more time on crayfish?"

  Hearing this, Yang Zhishu felt a little enlightened.

  The fish farming households in the village are indeed the best time to do their work.

   After some chatting.

   Secretary Yang lifted his foot and left.

   After all, it is still the air conditioner at home, which is attractive.

   When Yang Luoyan came out after finishing his work, everyone disappeared.

   "Why did Dad leave so soon?"

   "I guess I went to find those fish farmers."

   "It's such a hot day, what's the point of wandering around instead of staying at home honestly."

   "Father is here for the affairs of the village."

   "I don't have to worry about eating and drinking, so why worry so much?"

  Wu Yuan declined to comment on his daughter-in-law's last sentence.

  My father-in-law has been used to making troubles all his life, so it may not be a good thing to let him relax.

   But there are some things to do right now, and by the way, it will benefit the village, which can be regarded as a realization of personal value.

  The next day is Sunday.

  Wu Yuan gave himself a public rest day set in his schedule.

   Even if the gods come, they will not go to the factory.

   It's just that the temperature in the dog days is still high, and it's impossible to sleep more in the morning.

  In addition, I didn't hand in much homework with my wife at night, so my energy is all accumulated and exuberant.

  Besides, I heard from the children that Mr. Song will also come for tutoring on Sundays.

  So Wu Yuan got up early to wash up.

  Yang Luoyan knew his habits, so he arranged work early in the morning, and also rested at home.

  With the suppression of these two mountains, the children are much better.

  After breakfast, Wu Yuan habitually went out for a stroll.

  He wears a straw hat, slippers on his feet, and big pants with many pockets on his lower body.

  Only the undershirt on his upper body is a bit close-fitting, exposing his explosive muscle lines.

   He is out of tune with the old farmers in the village.

   Walking to the school gate, the iron gate has been installed.

  The whole body of the hollowed-out iron gate is painted in silver-gray, only the eight characters of "a century-old plan, education-oriented" are red.

   The main focus is a highlight.

  Emphasis on education.

  Wu Yuan looked at it carefully for a while, and it vaguely coincided with the scene in the memory of his previous life, but there were some slight differences.

   When I came back to my senses, I realized that there was someone standing beside me.

   "I heard that you came up with these eight characters?"

   The one who asked this question was naturally Teacher Song Chunhong who was going to Wu Yuan's house for tutoring.

  Wu Yuan didn't take credit for it and said: "I didn't create these eight characters, I just heard about them and used them for a while."

  The bangs on Song Chunhong's forehead were specially made into a beautiful arc.

  Hearing this, Liu Hai flicked slightly and said, "You are indeed more educated than you look."

   "Don't, Teacher Song." Wu Yuan quickly corrected, "I'm just a rough person, so don't think highly of me."

  Song Chunhong heard the ambiguity in the words, spat with a reddish face, got on the bike and left.

  Wu Yuan doesn't care either.

   Continue to stroll towards the village with hands in pockets.

  Walking to the paddy field to the west of Dong’s house, the figure digging lobsters by the canal has disappeared.

   It looks like it's almost taken out again.

   Strolling all the way to the village, there are still familiar faces in the canteen playing cards and watching the excitement.

   Even the face in the memory of the previous life is not too different.

   Sure enough, character determines destiny.

   This group of idle young and old, no matter how the times change, they still eat and play cards as always.

  The only difference is that they passed by themselves in the previous life, and to them, they are a transparent person.

  Occasionally someone calls him: "Wu Laoqi", which is considered enthusiastic.

  Nowadays, anyone who sees it will smile and call out: "Boss Wu."

   After greeting, Wu Yuan walked leisurely into the village.

  In the lobster pond in the yard, there is still a large piece of lobster.

  In the small pond next to it, there are a few rice field eels that were accidentally caught.

  Wu Yuan raised his eyebrows and took a look, it seemed that there was a cauliflower snake mixed in.

   This is the result after the batch of lobster catching at night was just collected.

  The sound of the grinder came from the factory building next to it. The smell of spices that can be heard everywhere in the air is the smell brought out by the work of the grinder.

   In the office, Accountant Li is the only one.

  Seeing Wu Yuan coming, he got up and said, "I'll call you the old branch secretary and the old village head."

  Wu Yuan also understood: "Is it the shredder opened by the two of them?"

   Accountant Li said: "Isn't it? I propose to hire people to do this job. They have to do it by themselves. What else do they say? It's just exercise."