The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Bian Xiaosheng belongs to this place, and it will shine brightly if you give it some sunshine.

As soon as the situation of planting mulberry and raising silkworms improved a little, I felt that I could guide the country.

Completely forgetting that Wu Yuan was in front of him. He was doing great things in his career, working in one line of work, and had much more experience than him.

Fortunately, Wu Yuan didn't care about him at all.

Just think of Bian Xiaosheng's situation as "one's country is easy to change, one's nature is hard to change".

So when Bian Xiaosheng finished speaking, Wu Yuan directly pushed forward and said: "Secretary Bian, you have to discuss this matter with my father-in-law and the elders in the village. I can't make the decision in the affairs of the village. .”

Bian Xiaosheng smacked his lips.

Although he knew that Wu Yuan was an excuse.

But the support is flawless and impeccable.

Then he raised his hand and went back to add: "Hey, I just ran out of words, and that's all."

"Actually, I also want to see whether planting mulberry and raising silkworms brings more income to the village, or raising crayfish brings more income..."

This is somewhat of a challenge.

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Then we will wait and see."

Agreement reached.

Bian Xiaoshengzhi left with great satisfaction.

Looking at Yang Guozhu who was being sent out, he said with a puzzled look on his face: "Xiao Yuan, Bian Xiaosheng has forgotten the old thing about the silk reeling factory being suppressed by our furniture factory?"

Wu Yuan said leisurely: "Maybe Bian Xiaosheng thinks that this time he is not competing with me, but with the village."

Yang Guozhu laughed and said: "There are a lot of clues in the village now, it seems a bit chaotic, but that is not what Bian Xiaosheng can compare with."

Wu Yuan spread his hands: "So, if we have different paths, we don't want to work together. Bian Xiaosheng and us fall into this category."

The two of them talked as they returned to the office.

Sang Yu was bending over to pack away the teapot, tea cups, and the ashtray on the coffee table.

Seeing Wu Yuan coming back, he said while busy: "Boss, do you want to continue drinking tea, or drink something else?"

Wu Yuan took his coat off the hanger and said, "I won't drink anything anymore. I'm off work."

Sang Yu looked at the time and knew it wasn't yet, but didn't ask any more questions.

After putting on his coat, Wu Yuan picked up his handbag and mobile phone, and touched the car keys that Ma Mingchao left on the table.

He went straight downstairs and got into the white Santana.

The smell of her sister-in-law's perfume still lingers in Santana, but fortunately it has faded a lot over the past few days.

Insert the key and turn it, feeling the vibration of the car body, looking for the critical point of semi-linkage.

Wu Yuan was calm and calm, and suddenly he put down the brakes with great happiness, and Santana started to leave smoothly.

Who says driving a crappy car can’t be fun?

After returning steadily to the Wu family's small building, Wu Yuan threw the car towards the door and stopped there.

Anyway, in the vast countryside, there are parking lots everywhere.

No need to pay attention at all.

Yueyue, who was walking around with the cat and playing with the dog in the yard, rushed out and said, "Daddy, you are back, let's make fish!"

The child only talks in fragments, although not in sentences.

You can still hear the high expectations for eating fish.

Wu Yuan went back to the house, changed his clothes, put on an apron, then picked up the slightly larger herring from the well, took the ax to the outside of the courtyard, raised the ax with his hand and dropped it, and melted the herring directly.

After finishing the herring, he returned to the well, placed it on the chopping board, and used a kitchen knife to draw it diagonally.

Not long after, a large bowl of sashimi was pulled out.

The spread of the fishy smell made all the big dogs in the house look forward to it.

When the thin fish fillets were ready, Wu Yuan went straight to the garage, found the sauerkraut jar, and took out two large handfuls of sauerkraut to prepare.

Like the usual boiled fish fillets, you need to choose bean sprouts and prepare side dishes, which takes too much time.

Just make pickled fish today.

It just so happens that this is the first time I pickled sauerkraut.

How does it taste? I just took the opportunity to test it out.

When the ingredients for the pickled fish were almost ready, Wu Yuanshun prepared a few more home-cooked dishes.

The so-called one thing does not bother two masters.

Since I was cooking for the two children tonight, I did everything together.

It saves my daughter-in-law from having to suffer in a smoky environment when she comes back from get off work.

A busy and orderly work, time passes unconsciously.

When Yang Luoyan came back, four simple dishes and one soup were already on the table.

Yang Luoyan looked at the pickled fish with both color and flavor, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, husband, isn't this the pickled fish we tasted in the provincial capital?"

Wu Yuan nodded and saw Liu Hui looking over, sniffing.

If Yang Luoyan didn't know whether this dish was authentic or not, then she knew very well.

After all, she grew up in a provincial capital, so the taste of this dish can be said to be closely connected with her past.

Yang Luoyan looked at his mother's lost look and couldn't help but said proudly: "Mom, is my husband's pickled fish cooked so well?"

Although Liu Hui was conquered by the color and aroma of the pickled fish, she still had some reservations before tasting it: "Well, it looks like that."

In the end, Yang Luoyan was not happy: "What do you mean it's like that? Sit down quickly and try it quickly."

While they were talking, the family sat down.

Liu Hui aligned her chopsticks, picked up a fish fillet with a solemn expression, placed it on the rice, and turned it over.

Wait until the heat has almost dissipated, then stuff it into your mouth.

Sure enough, you won’t know until you taste it, and you will be shocked when you taste it.

This pickled fish is so authentically cooked and has the taste of my childhood.

A dish that brings back childhood memories.

Liu Hui had to nod and praise: "It's really authentic and delicious. It's more than enough to open a pickled fish restaurant in the provincial capital."

Yang Luoyan immediately held his head high and his chest high, his attitude was one of pride.

Wu Yuan, who could only be praised by Harvest, responded: "Mom, it's delicious, just eat more."

Say so.

In fact, Liu Hui herself didn't eat much.

She spent most of her time taking care of her two children.

After all, there are so many fish fillets, and they are inevitably thorny, so you have to be extra careful.

So much so that by the time the two children had eaten and drank enough, there was only some pickled cabbage left in the basin.

Even so, she still ate with gusto.

Just after dinner.

Wu Yuan was feeding the dog when Lao Xu Tou came over with Xu Huiqin.

"Hey, Uncle Xu, Huiqin, come in and sit down quickly."

Lao Xu put his head behind his hands and said, "What about that? I asked Huiqin to write a first draft according to your suggestion yesterday. Why don't I ask you to review it?"

Then he saw Liu Hui coming out of the small building. Old Xu Tou called sister-in-law, and Huiqin followed suit and called aunt.

After Liu Hui responded, she gave way to the room.

After entering the small building, Yang Luoyan, who was busy in the kitchen, turned around and said hello and asked: "Uncle Xu, Huiqin, have you all eaten?"

Wu Yuan slapped his thigh, "Look at my brain, I even forgot to ask."

"Uncle Xu, if we make two cups, the food and wine will be ready at home."

Lao Xutou waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Don't bother, we both ate here."