The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

There is a large open space in front of Ma Mingchao's house, which has been painted with concrete.

Although it is not self-leveling and has some slopes, it is much better than the dusty ones in the mud.

Across the road in front of the open space, there are a few acres of fish ponds owned by the Ming Dynasty family.

Wu Yuan was sitting here, chatting vaguely with Ma Mingchao.

It wasn't until the two children who had been beaten and cried with fright that they washed their faces clean that Miao Hong brought them over and called out in earnest, "Grandpa Yuan, Happy Chinese New Year!"

Well, in one sentence, Wu Yuan was directly called a grandpa.

But after thinking about it, in terms of seniority, he was right.

What Wu Yuan could say was all he could do was touch his pocket. Fortunately, I found two brand new 5 yuan, one for each person, and I gave it as New Year's money.

Miao Hong was really embarrassed and even said no.

But the matter has come to this point, Wu Yuanjuan has no reason to take it back.

It was handed over to the children directly, and the two children accepted it in a daze.

Wu Yuan changed the subject, asked Miao Hong, and said, "As soon as the Lantern Festival is over, Ming Dynasty will have to run around with me again. You are at home alone, and you are taking care of your children, looking at the fish pond, and taking care of the fish in the field. , are you busy?"

Miao Hong said in the tone of a typical hard-working peasant woman: "Master Yuan, I can take care of it. If I can't take care of it, wouldn't it make people laugh if I tell it?"

This is also true.

These days, who doesn't have a family with two or three children, seven or eight acres of land, and a few pigs outside.

No matter how busy you are, you are so busy that you get up early and wait until late at night, but you still grit your teeth and stand firm.

No way, for life.

Wu Yuan nodded.

Hearing Miao Hong's tone change: "But when the village retires the fields to plant mulberry, every household will raise silkworms, I'm afraid it will be a bit embarrassing. Ming Dynasty and I are thinking about it. At that time, the fish pond will be gone. It will save the year-round income. Not enough money for fish feed."

This is purely a moment and a moment.

In the past, the family had a few mu of fish ponds, and at the end of the year there were many harvests that were paid back. The couple in the Ming Dynasty still thought it was good.

But since last year, Ma Mingchao drove with Wu Yuan to get paid, and Miao Hong worked as a side job to earn extra money from time to time, the two of them suddenly looked down on the income from the fish pond.

"Yes!" Wu Yuan said indifferently: "You have to think this way, earn less, your family's living standard will not drop too much, but Miao Hong will be exhausted. Try again?"

Hearing Wu Yuan speak for her, Miao Hong felt complacent, but still said casually: "Master Yuan, it's okay, isn't that how big guys live?"

Fortunately, Ma Mingchao listened to it, and there was indeed such a reasoning, and he said firmly: "Fish is determined not to be raised! If there is work at home, do it, and if you don't have work, you can take care of the children. Everything is up to me!"

After hearing this, Miao Hong turned to ask: "Master Yuan, I heard that a school will be built in spring. Do you think I can do a small job?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "Then what's wrong? Just go directly when the time comes, and just say I said it."

After finalizing these, Miao Hong stood up and said, "Master Yuan, you sit down first, I'll cook some dishes, I must stay for a while, let Ming Chao accompany you for a drink."

Now that he mentioned this point, Wu Yuan didn't plan to eat, so he had to get up and leave.

Before leaving, she did not forget to remind her: "Ming Qi's partner, as brothers and sisters-in-law, you still have to have some snacks."

Ma Mingchao and Miao Hong nodded repeatedly.

After that, Ma Mingchao didn't find any nylon bags, so he kicked the gas pedal and sent Wu Yuan home with his camera.

After all, he is such a big boss.

How can he go home with a nylon bag like an ordinary old farmer?

Disrespectful!

After returning home, Wu Yuan disassembled foreign gadgets such as cameras and tripods, and began to fiddle with them on the spot.

The nephews and nieces were inevitably curious, so they squatted around Wu Yuan.

"Uncle, what is this?"

The person who asked the question was Wen Ya, but the question was something that all the children cared about.

Wu Yuan explained while fiddling: "This thing can put all of you on the TV."

"Wow!"

Although I don't understand it, I was shocked.

Especially Zhong Wenya, when he heard this, his big eyes lit up.

She is born with a good physique and likes to show herself.

It's a daily routine to make a fuss and act coquettishly.

Now it's all about talent.

However, Wen Qiang and the others are not very interested in this matter.

They were just thinking about it, how could such a bulky guy put people on the TV?

I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out.

It wasn't until Wu Yuan became familiar with the camera, plugged it in, carried it on his shoulder, and wanted to take a video for them.

As a result, these children started running around to avoid the camera.

Even Zhong Wenya shrank her head, a little afraid of this thing.

In the end, Wu Yuan could only take pictures of his own children.

Facing the camera, Xiao Jiang went his own way, with a small mouth wrapped in white rabbit toffee.

The daily limit of two toffees is extremely precious, and the child cherishes it very much.

As for this new thing that puts people on TV, where can there be toffee?

When Yueyue's head was photographed, the child's interest in his father was obviously higher than that of the camera.

He raised his hand and hit the camera that blocked his father without feeling the slightest pain.

It wasn't until Wu Yuan held the camera in his hand to take pictures that the child stopped.

Stretch out your little hand for Dad to hug.

This can't be filmed anymore.

However, the purpose of the test has been achieved, the machine is functioning normally and there is nothing wrong with it.

Finally, it was thrown into the corner of the living room on the second floor, where it was placed on a tripod.

Lin Miaomiao came back from the county, and as soon as she went upstairs, she saw such a dark thing sticking there.

After looking around carefully, she still recognized the camera.

She just didn't understand why the old uncle bought such a thing?

After changing clothes and going downstairs to ask, Wu Yuan put down the newspaper and said, "Of course it's to take some pictures, to record the most memorable days, so that when I get old, I can take it out and have a look."

"For example, if you get married one day, take a picture of this thing, and you will show it to your children in the future..."

"Stop it, stop it..." Before Wu Yuan finished speaking, Lin Miaomiao interrupted: "Old man, listening to you say this makes people get goosebumps. Besides, who wants to get married?" Already? I’m fine on my own.”

Wu Yuan directly sealed his throat with a sword: "If you are more cautious for one more year, Bao Jun will give your mother a gift for another year."

Lin Miaomiao was speechless immediately.

In fact, having said that, even if they got married and started a family, this gift should be given, and it must be given.

Indispensable.

It's just a name change.

Not long after, his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan came back, feeling relieved, unable to hide the tired look on her face.

Wu Yuan felt sorry for his daughter-in-law, so he directly pressed Yang Luoyan on the sofa, and massaged his shoulders and neck attentively.

While massaging, I also asked about my health.

These two people are independent bosses outside, who would have thought that they would be as greasy as ordinary couples when they returned home.

Anyway, Lin Miaomiao was caught off guard by a mouthful of dog food, threw down the remote control and went to the kitchen.

There is no way to stay here.