The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Wu Xiuhua thought that what Yaodi bought in his car was Qingming Festival paper.

In the past four festivals, she would go back to her natal home to burn paper to worship her ancestors. Even before Yaodi got married, she even prepared the dishes for ancestor worship by herself.

Xiong Gang heard the words and explained: "Brother Yao is preparing for the repair of the mausoleum. The old man in the village said that you have to talk to your ancestors first."

Wu Xiuhua understood, and immediately said: "Then do you want to prepare a dish?"

Xiong Gang smiled and asked back: "If you don't want it, why did I have to pull Brother Yao over?"

Wu Xiuhua immediately put away the bamboo basket, brought it into the room, and then came out in a hurry: "You two sit down for a while, and you will have it in a while."

The two sat in the main room, each with a small bamboo chair, a small bamboo stool in the middle, and put cigarettes and lighters on them.

Xiong Gang wanted to pour water, but Wu Yuan held him back and refused to let him go.

Wu Yuan got angry for Xiong Gang, and he himself lit a cigarette and said, "Where is the child, where is Feiyan?"

Xiong Gang took a deep breath, let the smoke come out of his mouth and nose, and said: "I'm going to school, I was sent to school by your third sister, so I won't be upset."

Wu Yuan smiled and said, "No way, isn't Feiyan the apple of the eye of Third Sister?"

"Originally it is," Xiong Gang explained, "but in the first month of the month, this girl insisted on getting her hair cut, and your third sister refused to let her. Although you are not the child's real uncle, even if there is a slight relationship, Your third sister is not allowed either."

Wu Yuan couldn't help laughing.

The saying of cutting hair in the first month is really...

Until Xiong Gang continued: "Later, Feiyan cried and made trouble, and ended up being severely beaten by your third sister."

Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "Why, why?"

Xiong Gang found it interesting, "After the fight, you'll be honest, and Feiyan will get over it. But your third sister cried behind her back most of the night."

Wu Yuan didn't speak anymore.

This is the third sister. She treats people and does things exactly like the old lady did back then.

In less than an hour, Wu Xiuhua produced six dishes, two bowls of rice, and two sets of chopsticks, which were placed in a large basket, wrapped in a piece of cloth with blue background, and tied out by the way. The handle that it is easy to carry comes.

At the same time, he also cut out the paper money that Wu Yuan bought, and wrapped it in another piece of cloth with red floral background.

After getting both things ready, Wu Xiuhua realized that Brother Yao was riding a 2-8 bar this time, which is not easy to handle.

So I asked, "Why don't you come by car? There are so many things, it's hard to take."

Wu Yuan explained again that Santana was placed in Shanghai, he went to the capital, and went straight home from the capital.

As a result, they got along with the third sister and helped Wu Yuan send this little thing back.

In fact, Wu Yuan felt that it was far from necessary.

But I couldn't stand the third sister's claim, and the third brother-in-law supported it without saying a word.

When it was delivered to his home, he put down the basket, hugged Xiaojiang and Yueyue, and the couple turned around and walked out again.

He said he was going home to pick up the kids from school.

This matter was done, she was so thoughtful for others, and she was afraid of causing trouble to others.

Besides, Wu Yuan is not someone else.

After seeing off the third sister and the couple, Wu Yuan left the house with a vegetable code in one hand and paper money in the other, and went straight to the mausoleum behind the village.

The old man was called Mr. Wu Da and Mr. Wu Da during his lifetime, and there were quite a few people who came to pay his respects when he left.

How beautiful it was before he was alive, but after he left, it was just such a lonely tomb.

Wu Yuan was in front of the grave, and he first laid out the vegetables, while talking to the old man.

From the current situation of the family, when it comes to the plan to repair the tomb.

After talking about it, he poured the paper money in front of the grave, divided it into several handfuls, and lit them one by one.

At this time, the westerly wind picked up gradually, and a lot of burnt ashes were swept up.

According to what the old man said before his death, it was the ancestors who took away the money.

Wu Yuan fiddled with the pile of papers, and said directly: "Collect more, take more."

At the same time, I couldn't help thinking, if I had been reborn a few years earlier, would the old man and the old lady have enjoyed a few more years of happiness.

It's a pity that there is no if.

After a lot of emotion, Wu Yuan patted his buttocks and got up after the ashes were all gone.

Walking to the ground, Zhang Laosi is leading his wife, planting mulberry trees on the original good land of their own house.

Seeing Wu Yuan, he greeted Wu Yuan happily and hastily.

Wu Yuan responded with a smile, but he walked over without taking out a cigarette to say hello.

Back at her home, Liu Hui got up in a hurry, handed the two children into his hands and said, "The old man told me to go back and cook, and said he wanted to invite Master Xia and the others to have a drink."

Wu Yuan knew that this was also a due courtesy.

It's just that the old man did the work for him.

So he mentioned: "I'll go over in a while, and I'll have a toast to the masters."

"That's fine, you take the two children with you later, and I won't come over at night."

Liu Hui left.

The huge courtyard has really become an idle courtyard.

Wu Yuan took the two children in the yard, letting them wander around and play.

Anyway, the father takes the baby, as long as he lives.

Only in this way did he have the time to notice that the few vines in the yard seemed to be sprouting.

Every branch is full of bulging spores.

The extended vines seemed to have adapted to the new environment, and seemed less twisted.

In this way, the yard looks much more harmonious.

No wonder there are so many people interested in dead wood.

Dare to see this thing too much, and there is a bit of elegance in it.

At this moment, Yueyue came running slowly, calling her daddy all the time, but she couldn't say anything.

The kid doesn't talk much.

So Wu Yuan looked around, and his son Xiaojiang had run out of the yard at some point, and was pointing inside the fence and yelling loudly.

What is there that can make the two children so excited?

Wu Yuan led Yueyue over suspiciously, and didn't remember until he was at the door.

Could it be that there is strawberry red?

I walked over and saw that the original strawberry seedlings not only expanded two or three plants, but also produced two strawberries, which were more than half red.

It's just small in size, about the same size as my big brother.

Wu Yuan bent down and picked up two strawberries. At the same time, he couldn't help but rejoice that this also resulted in two strawberries.

Otherwise, the two children are really hard to distinguish.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan, who is a father, was already happy about this matter.

After he washed the strawberries, he divided them one by one, and Xiao Jiang stuffed them into his mouth and ate them without saying a word.

In contrast, Yueyue was not so eager to wait, and took small bites.

So after swallowing the jujube, Xiao Jiang looked at the half of the jujube in his sister's hand and wanted to grab it.

Wu Yuan couldn't get used to this style of work.

He picked up Xiaojiang, put him on his lap, grabbed his butt and beat him up.

Yueyue was completely dumbfounded.

In the past, Xiaojiang often snatched her things, and she was the one who cried every time.

In the end, grandma coaxed her.

Today has changed.

But seeing her younger brother crying like that, Yueyue didn't feel how happy she was, so she reached out and wanted to give away the half in her hand...