The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

As soon as the eldest daughter-in-law was connected, the first thing that came out was not the voice of his wife Yang Luoyan, but the intermittent voices of the two children.

Wu Yuan looked up.

But not? This time is earlier than when I called two days ago, and it's not yet bedtime for the two children.

But apart from the intermittent voices of the two children, Wu Yuan also heard another excited and high-pitched voice.

It's just that the content is not clear, it seems to be a bit provincial dialect.

Wu Yuan had heard this smell from Huang Haiyang.

"Mom, are you answering the phone?"

"Yeah," Yang Luoyan responded, "I've been beating... for half an hour."

The pause in the middle seemed to be a deliberate move to look at the watch and calculate the time gap.

Wu Yuan didn't think much about it and said in surprise: "What are you talking about? It's been taking so long?"

Yang Luoyan said helplessly: "You also heard that Mom spoke the dialect of the provincial capital. Apart from knowing that the call was from my grandpa and grandma, I didn't understand anything about what they were talking about."

When he heard that it was his grandparents calling his mother-in-law, Wu Yuan understood immediately, smiled knowingly and said, "Then I understand."

One sentence immediately aroused the daughter-in-law's curiosity.

After Yuan pointed at my mother and hung up the phone, she asked again what happened.

There is no sign of the phone being hung up on my mother's side, but my man has the answer.

Yang Luoyan was naturally curious.

What on earth can happen that can make my mother so excited that she speaks the dialect of her hometown that she hasn't spoken in decades.

As a result, at this time, Xiao Jiang took advantage of her opportunity to change hands and came to snatch the big brother.

Then Wu Yuan heard a snap, and his son received a firm slap on his butt, which made him honest.

As soon as he taught his son a lesson, Yang Luoyan turned around and said out of curiosity: "What is going on, please tell me quickly."

Wu Yuan was so calm that he said: "Today I took my father, Uncle Li and Zhao Furen to visit the Bund..."

Wu Yuan's words ended just as they started.

Because of the rest of the content, Yang Luoyan was asked to guess it and said, "So you took dad to your third uncle's house to meet your grandparents?"

"Smart, she deserves to be my wife."

Yang Luoyan's voice came from the other end of the phone, taking a deep breath and saying, "You are so bold. Fortunately, nothing happened. If something happened, the consequences would be disastrous."

"What could happen?" After all, it had happened. Wu Yuan's tone at this moment was somewhat confident: "Grandpa and grandma are very happy. Grandma cooks the dishes herself, shouting one by one. As for dad himself, , now I sleep better than a baby!”

Yang Luoyan heard it, "How much did you drink?"

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Everyone gets drunk without being drunk. This is a worry for Dad."

Yang Luoyan murmured: "No wonder, no wonder."

Naturally, there were a lot of instructions after that, and the rescue package was naturally required. In addition, he also asked his men to keep an eye on him more at night.

Wu Yuan really took notice of his wife's mention.

I just lay on the sofa in the living room all night, and went to the bedroom several times during the night to confirm that it was correct. It was not until nearly dawn that Yang Zhishu's breathing became thinner and he fell into a deep sleep.

As a result, it is inevitable to wake up late.

Accountant Li and Zhao Furen, who were staying in the guest house, went upstairs with their luggage and knocked on the door.

Wu Yuan then turned over from the sofa and rolled down.

Seeing Accountant Li and Zhao Furen for the first time, Wu Yuan blurted out without thinking: "Hey, Uncle Li, Director Zhao, what time is it and you guys are here already?"

Accountant Li tapped the Shanghai watch on his wrist and said, "It's late, Boss Wu! Where is the old party secretary?"

While they were talking, Accountant Li came in.

Without waiting for Wu Yuan to answer, he went straight to the bedroom to find someone.

As soon as he entered the door, he was overtaken by the smell. He exited the room and said, "How much wine did you drink last night? Why does it smell so strong?"

Wu Yuan yawned and explained: "Dad, he was happy yesterday and accidentally got drunk. In fact, he didn't drink much."

Before Accountant Li stretched out his hand to call someone, he took a look at the expression on the old party secretary's face. He was smiling even in his sleep.

So he clicked his tongue and said, "It seems that you did the right thing when you brought him to the door yesterday."

After saying that, he pushed the person and said: "Old Party Secretary, wake up, it's time to pick up the goods."

This call made Party Secretary Yang wake up on the spot: "What time is it, are you all here?"

Accountant Li said: "It's getting late, it's past eight o'clock."

Zhao Furen also leaned in and said: "At the guest house, we have all checked out."

Party Secretary Yang turned over, got out of bed and said, "It's really late, we have to go to the factory early and wait."

Wu Yuan asked: "Don't the train leave only at noon?"

Party Secretary Yang rubbed his face and said, "If you go and keep an eye on it earlier, there is nothing wrong."

The two of them finished washing up.

Zhao Furen ran some errands and bought some soy milk and fried buns.

Wu Yuan specially asked to buy a lot more, and planned to ask Accountant Li and Zhao Furen to eat together.

Accountant Li refused repeatedly, saying that he had eaten on the way here.

Zhao Furen, on the other hand, sat down and ate some more.

After breakfast.

Bentley Mulsanne sent Wu Yuan to Qihua Building first.

When Wu Yuan got out of the car, he heard his father-in-law Yang Zhishu explain: "We will get there in a while, and we will follow the car back at noon."

"Dad, be careful along the way."

"Don't worry, it's not the first time."

When the father-in-law said this, he seemed to be getting stronger and more energetic.

It seemed that after the meeting yesterday, nothing could stop his scent.

Monday night.

When Wu Yuan came to the hospital from the company, he saw the fourth sister Wu Fanghua, who seemed to be mingling with the nurses around her.

Anyway, I can chat with anyone, although the tone of Mandarin is a bit strange.

But at least the day and night care for this week did not make her feel boring.

On the contrary, I am becoming more and more accustomed to it.

The changes that hope can bring to people cannot be underestimated.

Most of the flowers in the ward were thrown away.

Even with the fruit basket, eating and delivering, a lot was consumed.

Now look at it, it is finally empty.

As one goes, there are more and more books.

According to Wen Yong's temperament, after reading one book, he would ask Huanhuan to bring another one over, so that the books would not pile up in the ward.

But now, the child started to write, draw and take notes.

This is a bit of a waste book.

Wu Yuan couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Wen Yong, you are a patient, you need more rest."

Zhong Wenyong raised his head and said with light in his eyes: "Uncle, my leg doesn't hurt at all, really. It's just a little numb and itchy. If I don't do something else to divert my attention, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore." I can't stand the numbness and itching."

This is true.

Wu Yuan could only wave his hand and said: "Okay, it's up to you, but you must pay attention to rest."

Lu Huan on the side said leisurely: "Uncle Wu, he can eat and sleep, and he is resting well. Didn't you notice that his face is rounded?"