The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

On the way to Pengcheng Railway Station, in the Santana car.

The old man was so angry that his face was livid, but he didn't say a word.

Wu Yuan finally understood why the old party secretary in his previous life was so angry that he had a stroke.

There is such a son on the stall, every day.

Even if there is no such thing as begging, there will be such a thing as excessive gambling.

In short, it is for the treatment of low blood pressure.

But the old party secretary's blood pressure is not low, on the contrary, it is a little bit high because of drinking all the year round.

Wu Yuan could tell this from his expression.

"Father, don't get angry. If it's really the second brother, you can rest assured if you find it. If it's not the second brother, there's no need to be angry."

Yang Zhishu turned his head and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he only sighed.

Only the second sister-in-law Jiang Fan was still worried: "Well, the train station is crowded, how can I find it?"

Wu Yuan said lightly, "It's not difficult, Second Sister-in-law."

When he arrived at Pengcheng Railway Station, Lu Yuanchao had already found a group of people there.

Ever since he received the call from Wu Yuan, he started off non-stop.

He was near the water, and when he arrived at the train station, he searched indiscriminately.

As a result, those beggars immediately scattered when they saw that he was tall, burly and aggressive.

Can't wait for him to speak up.

Wu Yuan took out three or five old people's heads and said, "Go change them into small change, buy some steamed buns, and ask the brothers of the Beggar Gang. By the way, bring this photo with you."

Lu Yuanchao and Ma Mingchao took orders to leave.

Wu Yuan accompanied Yang Zhishu and Jiang Fan, and waited in the car on the side of the road.

Seeing Wu Yuan orderly and calm command, Jiang Fan was no longer in a hurry.

It's just that when I came back to my senses, I couldn't help worrying about my husband when I saw the eerily calm father-in-law.

Now, what kind of beating do you have to do to dispel your father-in-law's anger?

Wu Yuan looked at the father-in-law's appearance, and didn't bother to find something to say.

Put yourself in the shoes and put yourself in another place, if Xiao Jiang did such a big thing to lose his face, Wu Yuan would have no intention of pushing him back.

So at this moment, any words are futile.

It's better to simply say that silence is worse than sound.

After a long time, Party Secretary Yang sighed, "Xiaoyuan, give me a cigarette."

Wu Yuan took out Hua Zi, and Yang Zhishu waved his hand: "I want to choke on some bad smoke."

There is really no smoke.

Wu Yuan simply looked through Ma Mingchao's reserves in the overturned car, and found a pack of big front doors.

After dismantling it, give it to Party Secretary Yang, and Wu Yuan was relieved when Party Secretary Yang let out a sigh of relief and his face was no longer so rosy and scary.

Then I heard Yang Zhishu speak hoarsely: "I thought about how bad the situation would be this year, but I didn't expect it to be this bad. I also thought about how much impact this year would have, but I didn't expect it would affect my own family. on the head."

"Father, it's all temporary. It will get better soon."

In the previous life, the little girl Yang Luoyan became the heart disease of the old branch secretary.

Now he has become the second son YangMeng.

Who would have thought?

But Wu Yuan thought about it, Yang Meng's situation is at least much better than that of Yang Luoyan in his previous life.

At least not unsolvable.

After all, if the prodigal son turns back, he will not return the money.

"Xiao Yuan, do you think there is still time for this day?"

"Father, there must be. We have survived so many years of hard life. Do you still care about this moment?"

"You are optimistic, you are a perfect match for Luo Yan's heartless."

After Yang Zhishu laughed and scolded, he showed a rare smile.

After finishing a big Qianmen filter, Wu Yuan was about to refill it for his old man.

As a result, he pushed the front door, "It's still Huazi, this bad smoke is bad smoke!"

When Weng and his son-in-law were about to finish smoking a pack of Huazi, Ma Mingchao and Lu Yuanchao walked over accompanied by a stinky beggar in rags.

After a long distance, Wu Yuan still couldn't recognize the person, so Jiang Fan ran out to meet him.

After all, they are husband and wife on the same boat, and they seem to be more familiar than outsiders.

Yang Zhishu squeezed the empty cigarette case, threw it into the trash can on the side of the road, and closed the door before the stinky beggar arrived at the car.

like a statue.

Wu Yuan got out of the car instead.

Seeing Jiang Fan tearing his nose and pulling the stinky Yang Meng, he was speechless.

Wu Yuan has nothing to say: "Second brother, second sister-in-law, get in the car."

Then he had a few words with Lu Yuanchao, said something troublesome, and said goodbye.

Santana headed home.

YangMeng sat on the passenger seat, lowered his head, for a long, long time.

Secretary Yang in the back row sat silently, and the second sister-in-law was caught in the middle, and she didn't know what to say.

Only Wu Yuan reminded: "Second brother, there are steamed stuffed buns and a bottle of orange soda in the cabin of the co-pilot."

There really aren't many takeaway drinks to buy these days, so Wu Yuan can only buy them casually.

YangMeng buckled it several times, but he didn't unlock the co-driver's storage compartment.

It was Ma Mingchao who reached out to touch it and opened it.

YangMeng looked at the meat buns weighing more than two catties, they were delicious, and tears filled his eyes immediately.

I have been lingering at the train station for more than half a month, and what I want to eat most every day is this delicious meat bun, one bite at a time.

Who would have thought that the time to actually eat it was on the way back in a car under such circumstances.

Wu Yuan looked out of the car and said casually, "Ming Chao, drive slowly."

"Understood, boss."

The more YangMeng ate, the more he couldn't hold back the strong man's tears.

The shiny four wheels, plus the long and short conversations between the boss and the boss.

It made him have to notice how decent and rich Wu Yuan, who used to look down upon, has become now.

Coupled with the experience of going out to work this time, he realized even more how difficult it is to earn money in an unfamiliar place.

But Wu Yuan was able to do it successfully time and time again.

Dad is right, Wu Yuan is really capable!

After eating and drinking in the midst of remorse, YangMeng finally noticed his own tattered clothes and smelly aura.

Especially when Santana entered the boundary of Beigang, getting closer and closer to Yikoujing Township and Liyuan Village, he began to feel restless.

Jiang Fan didn't realize this yet, so he asked questions with concern.

Wu Yuan reminded: "Ming Dynasty, when you get home in a while, drive directly into the yard."

"Yes, boss."

Santana turned onto the road leading to Secretary Yang's door, and sure enough, he saw people crowded at the door of Secretary Yang's house.

The grand occasion was even comparable to the day when Wu Yuan married Yang Luoyan.

It's just that those people were watching the fun back then, but now these people are watching the jokes.

The old party secretary's joke, that is rare.

Seeing the situation, Wu Yuan decisively told Ma Mingchao to stop.

With so many people, no one went to clear the place, and cars couldn't get in at all.

As soon as Wu Yuan came forward, the young daughters-in-law and aunts in the village all smiled cheerfully.

Although they didn't disperse in time, at least they made way.

Only then was Santana able to drive directly into the secretary's courtyard.

After the car stopped, Zhishu Yang got out of the car, walked to the door, and cleared the venue with Wu Yuan.

It's just that he didn't try to persuade Wu Yuan so nicely, and directly opened his mouth to bombard people.