The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

There are fish and meat for lunch.

Putting it in someone else's house is like a holiday, but it is commonplace in Wu Yuan's house.

Even with Liu Hui here, she ate a little fat.

Not to mention the red face, even the style of the rich old lady has been cultivated.

There is a gold necklace hidden around her neck, and a jade bracelet on her hand.

It's just ordinary outside, not easily exposed.

Wu Yuan picked up his job and thought of his father-in-law: "Why didn't dad come to eat?"

Liu Hui said disapprovingly: "When will he go home? Someone is controlling him to drink at home, who dares to control him outside?"

As Liu Hui spoke, she shifted the blame to Yang Luoyan and said, "In the future, don't sneak money into him, you're hurting him!"

"Yes, yes, your old man is right."

Yang Luoyan responded with his lips, but his hands were still picking up vegetables for the two children.

The two children have just started to eat the staple food, but there are not many dishes they can eat, but they also eat with great vigor.

After lunch.

The two children were sitting in front of the big window in the living room playing, but Liu Hui had to go upstairs to lie down for a while.

Wu Yuan has the heart to wash the dishes and do some activities.

But his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan pushed her away and said, "There is a letter sent by my cousins ​​from Taiwan in the bedside cabinet, you go and answer it."

Wu Yuan entered the room and opened the bedside table to have a look. Sure enough, there was an airmail envelope that was a little thicker than usual lying there.

When I took it apart, it turned out that there were two seven-inch family portraits sandwiched between them.

One is from the eldest cousin's house, and the other is from the second cousin's house.

Looking at these two photos, dusty memories kept emerging from the depths of my mind.

When Wu Yuan saw this photo in his previous life, he felt that Taiwan Island was too foreign and rich.

This one is stylish and bejeweled.

Now it seems that is the case.

Putting the photos aside, Wu Yuan unfolded the letter paper and read it carefully under the warm sun at noon.

The stationery from Taiwan is still in rows of vertical grids.

And the writing style of the two cousins ​​is also full of the taste of the old era of the Republic of China.

The content of the letter was not much different from usual, except that the origin of the two additional family photos was added, which were taken at the birthday party of the eldest cousin.

Maybe it's because letters are slow enough these days, and too many expectations are placed on the thin letter paper.

So even if the content is nothing new, it is still interesting to read.

Then Wu Yuan took a pen and wrote back to the two cousins, but when it came to the aunt's side, he was a little at a loss for words.

Indeed, it has been a long time since I visited her old man.

The letter was only half written, Yang Luoyan came in lightly, saw the family portrait next to her, picked it up unexpectedly and said, "Look at my cousin, she's wearing those silk stockings too!"

It was only then that Wu Yuan noticed that the cousin and niece in the elder cousin's house were wearing black stockings, which were matched with a shorter skirt.

So that the stockings are particularly eye-catching.

"It's supposed to be silk stockings that can be worn out seriously, otherwise why would I buy them for you?"

Wu Yuan is very dignified and authentic.

But the daughter-in-law slapped her from behind and said, "It's not all your fault! You act like that when you see stockings, who wouldn't want to be crooked?"

"Don't you enjoy it too?"

As soon as the words came out, Yang Luoyan turned around and was about to leave.

Wu Yuan quickly hugged his daughter-in-law, he knew that her daughter-in-law was thin-skinned, so it was okay to tease her appropriately.

But can't pass.

Otherwise, once it passes, she really won't wear stockings in the future.

In the end, it is oneself who suffers.

Even so, after writing the reply to the two cousins ​​in Taiwan, Wu Yuan still found that the stockings brought back by his wife were missing.

When she came out and saw Yang Luoyan who was doing laundry, she couldn't help but ask, "Where did the things go?"

Upon hearing this code word, Yang Luoyan spat at that time: "Throw it away."

Wu Yuan couldn't help stomping his feet: "Why throw away things that can be worn properly? Didn't you see the photos? By the way, where are the photos?"

Yang Luoyan pursed her lips, "It's hung on the wall of our photo."

Wu Yuan shook his head, Liandao regretfully left the small building.

In the yard, the vines have grown a lot, and the leaves are already the size of a palm.

But if you want to cover the grape trellises, it may take another two years.

In the garage, four fluffy puppies are pushing their hind legs against the glutinous rice.

Nuomi, who became a mother for the first time, seems to be used to it.

This is the price of growth.

Out of the gate, the strawberry seedlings in the corner of the vegetable garden began to take shape and were lush.

Other places are divided into many small vegetable fields, each with different seasonal vegetables.

As for some seasonal vegetables previously grown in plastic sheds, the plastic roofs have now been removed, leaving only the skeletons that took over the sheds.

After all, the temperature is enough, no need to cover.

Turn around and go straight to the road behind the small building. The mulberry field on the north side of the road has already begun to see its scale.

Looking around, a large area.

It's just that the newly planted mulberry tree is only as high as the neck of a leg, and if it really achieves high-yield mulberry leaves, it will be at least next year.

Even so, people in the village have started to raise silkworms one after another.

But the scale is not large, half a sheet to test the waters, travel the road, and accumulate experience.

That's it, after the silkworms grow up, I'm afraid they will have to look for mulberry leaves all over Beigang.

At that time, selling mulberry leaves may be profitable.

Wu Yuan touched his pocket, and there was a bag of Huazi that hadn't been opened yet. He made up his mind that it was enough for a stroll to the village.

As a result, after walking a few steps, he saw that the construction site of the village-run primary school was busy in full swing.

The original threshing floor is long gone.

The foundations of two rows of four tile-roofed houses were erected on the spot, the size of eight classrooms.

It kind of reminds me of elementary school.

But something is different.

As Wu Yuan passed by, he saw women soldiers on the construction site greeting him in twos and threes.

Zhang Yongcheng, the foreman, was tanned and had long since lost his original white appearance.

After exchanging a cigarette with Zhang Yongcheng and exchanging a few pleasantries, Wu Yuan continued walking towards the village without stopping.

The village is quiet in the afternoon.

In the vast fields, there were not many people to be seen.

Occasionally there are a few stooped figures, all of whom are old guards from various households.

All the young people with a little heart went out.

Those who can go to Wu Yuan's factory and the engineering team are naturally the best.

Those who don't know how to work as a bricklayer or carpenter, and those who can't go, follow them to see the world.

Strolling all the way, until I saw the tomb of the old man and the old lady hidden in the rising mulberry forest, the three giants squatting at the gate of the village also saw him and waved at him.

When Wu Yuan walked up to him, Huazi had already been disassembled, and even the filter was pulled out a little.

Sure enough, as Liu Hui expected, the three giants were drinking red, and looked at ease.

After Wu Yuan scattered cigarettes to the father-in-law, old Xu Tou and Accountant Li one by one, he said, "Father, why don't you go home for lunch?"

Yang Zhishu waved his hand and said, "Where should I eat?"

Hearing this, Old Xu Tou and Accountant Li snickered, but they wouldn't expose him face to face.

After all, these two people are more or less touched by the old party secretary.