The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Wang Minya dared to ask Lu Ping and the others to bring back the account books of the new factory infrastructure, which in itself showed her attitude that there is no ghost in her heart and she is not afraid to check.

After all, Wu Yuan is in this business, and if there is anything tricky in it, it can't escape his eyes.

Of course, Wu Yuan also knows the truth that when the water is clear, there will be no fish.

I flipped through the account book casually, and after knowing it in my heart, I became a little clearer about the construction progress of the plywood factory.

As for the money spent, it is indeed like water.

In particular, the frequency of banquets and meals is not low, and the amount of reimbursement is quite a lot.

In this regard, Lu Ping also specifically explained: "In the early days of the establishment of the factory, there were many joints that needed to be opened up. Now it is popular to have a drink and talk at the wine table. For this reason, my stomach is full. There is really no way."

Wu Yuan nodded, eating and drinking is a common practice, which is indeed the current national conditions.

Especially after the suppression of private companies has passed, many small restaurants are now quietly opening again.

It was born in response to this market.

After listening to Hui Hui's report, Wu Yuan said, "Tell Factory Manager Wang to let her go and do something drastic. When the factory is completed and put into production, I will personally go over to celebrate for you."

When I got home in the evening, my father-in-law Yang Zhishu seemed to be waiting at home.

I usually come over for dinner in the evening, but not so early.

So as soon as Wu Yuan entered the door and saw the old man, he knew that something was wrong with him.

Passed him a cigarette, lit it, and then asked: "Father, what's the matter, just tell me directly."

Secretary Yang denied it, "What's the matter? I'm fine, nothing happened."

Wu Yuan smiled and said nothing, and talked about his own affairs, "Father, I plan to repair the ancestral tomb of the Wu family in a few days, erect a monument, and plant some pine trees."

Wu Yuan had told him about this earlier, so Yang Zhishu said without hesitation: "Repair it, plant it."

After speaking, I realized: "Are you worried that Zhang Laosi's family will make irresponsible remarks?"

After dividing and painting the land several times in the village, the land where the old man and the old lady live is no longer their own.

Since it is another family's land, as long as it does not affect the crop area, it is not a big problem.

No one can say anything.

But this time, Wu Yuan's repair plan will inevitably take up more land, so he mentioned it to the old man: "Father, this time I plan to complete the whole area of ​​the mausoleum, and it will definitely occupy more land. "

Yang Zhishu waved his hand and said: "That's not a big problem, it's about the two scumbags. If you don't show up, I can do it."

But Wu Yuan thought further and said, "Father, why don't we change the land? I can do whatever I want, and no one can say anything."

Repairing the mausoleum is indeed a bit eye-catching.

Especially when other people's houses are bare, your house is too beautiful.

So Yang Zhishu pondered for a while and said: "Then you don't have to change it with him, I will change it with him!"

Wu Yuan was still waiting to speak, but Yang Zhishu made a final decision and said, "That's the deal."

"Also."

With the father-in-law, he can't fight too hard, lest the fight will end up being divided.

But the problem is solved.

Wu Yuan's heart relaxed, and he heard Yang Zhishu mention it casually: "You said that the third brother's leg will not have any sequelae, right?"

It turned out to be waiting here.

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Father, don't worry, as long as you take good care of it, it won't be a big problem. Besides, the second brother doesn't rely on digging for food, so it won't be affected."

This old man hated that iron could not be made into steel, but he was always attached to it in his heart.

So Wu Yuan continued: "Father, I will ask Ming Chao to drive you to take a look at another day. You can rest assured after seeing it yourself."

As a result, the father-in-law stared at each other: "I'm going to see him? It's fine if I don't smoke him."

The next day was March 4th, and the spring breeze was blowing.

It's still a bit cold outside, but it's really enough to fly a kite.

Today is Sunday, and it is rare for Wu Yuan to take a vacation for himself.

After breakfast early in the morning, I went out with a shovel on my shoulders.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the people left behind in the village, it was very fresh.

Anyone who meets him will ask, "Hey, Boss Wu, are you going to work in the fields yourself?"

Wu Yuan smiled without explaining.

If it's a man, give her a cigarette, if it's a woman, just talk to her about their men.

Passing by the construction site of the village-run primary school.

On the southern half of the highland, all the roots of weeds and trees have been removed, and more than half of the foundation ditches have been dug around.

The half of the low-lying land in the north is lower than the gravel road, but a lot of earth has been added.

It's just piles and piles without leveling. From a distance, they look like small graves.

Zhang Yan, the eldest disciple's daughter-in-law, and Miao Hong, the daughter-in-law of the Ming Dynasty called him from a distance, then spit and continued to work.

But Zhang Yongcheng saw him, ran over, took out a bag of Liqun from his pocket, opened it tremblingly, and gave it to Wu Yuan.

This kid, see who smokes what.

Wu Yuan didn't point it out, and continued, "I'm just passing by."

Zhang Yongcheng ignited him attentively, he was very good at climbing up the pole and said: "It's rare that Boss Wu has time. He passes by my construction site. He must come in and give me guidance."

"You also know that it was my first time to engage in a project, and I was scolded to death by Party Secretary Yang before. Boss Wu, if you give pointers, it can be considered as a benefit to the children in the village in the future..."

In order to prevent the other party from saying more nasty words, Wu Yuan raised his hands before waiting for the other party to finish speaking: "Go, go in and have a look."

Zhang Yongcheng couldn't wait to lead the way, and Wu Yuan followed closely.

On the south half of the highland, traces of several changes can be seen, and the traces of the previously dug crooked ditches are still there.

A lot of man-hours were wasted.

It's okay to change a few times now.

It's just that Wu Yuan looked around, then turned around and asked, "The school's terrain is so high, once it rains, where will the water go?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yongcheng was chattering non-stop at first, but when he heard this, he suddenly said in astonishment: "Gutter? Do you need that?"

These days, when building a house at home, they don't consider too many drainage factors.

So much so that under the torrential rain, the rainwater from the roof poured down, dripping all over the yard.

This is nothing new for most families in rural areas.

It is not surprising that Zhang Yongcheng did not expect this.

So Wu Yuan nodded and said, "If it rains and the water can't be drained out, then the school's terrain is so high, isn't it useless?"

Zhang Yongcheng nodded solemnly and said: "It makes sense! Or you are so smart, Boss Wu! Thankfully, I invited you to come and have a look..."

In order to avoid more rainbow farts from the other party, Wu Yuan interrupted decisively: "There are many solutions for drainage, such as digging a drainage ditch along the two sides of the main road in the center to lead to the outside of the courtyard wall , and then divert. Or..."

Wu Yuan talked about several plans in a row, and Zhang Yongcheng asked directly when he heard the last one: "Boss Wu, just tell me which one is the most economical?"

This kid is indeed a profiteer.