The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

In the end, Hu Yao found that only her own thoughts were superfluous.

Sure enough, a translation is just a translation.

There is no need for subjective assumptions in translation, it is enough to convey the meaning of both parties honestly and clearly.

On the contrary, Wu Yuan didn't take this matter to heart.

He just hit a shot with dates and no dates.

After all, the development of Mandifei furniture cannot rely solely on the OEM imported furniture to achieve a breakthrough.

It still has to rely on the development and growth of the domestic high-end market.

back to the room.

Since I had taken a shower before, had a meal, and never left the air-conditioned area of ​​the hotel, I didn't bother to take a shower, just lay on the bed, and called home as usual.

I never thought that this fight would fail.

Hey guys, is this a power outage?

No, a power outage does not affect telephone lines.

Could it be that the telephone line is also down?

This is a bit serious.

Wu Yuan immediately called the old father-in-law Yang Zhishu's house, but also failed to get through.

Calling the village head again, still can't get through.

This problem became so serious that Wu Yuan sat up from the bed and began to search the phone book beside him, finding out the numbers of the third sister's house and the aunt's house to dial in turn.

Fortunately, I just called my third sister's house and got connected.

Xiong Wu picked up the phone, and then asked Mr. Xiong to come and answer it.

In the end, it was really hard to communicate with Mr. Xiong.

You ask yours.

He talks about his, not on the same channel at all.

Later, Wu Yuan had no choice but to ask Xiong Wu next to him to pick up the phone.

Xiong Wu fought over the phone with his grandfather for a long time, and then he took it over and said: "Uncle, it's windy and rainy at home, lightning and thunder, Xiaowen and I are a little scared."

Sure enough, the heavy rain finally came.

In the rural area, if there is a slight wind and rain, it is easy to lose power.

After all, the construction of the line was too sloppy, so that it could not withstand the wind and rain.

The same goes for telephone lines.

With this conjecture, Wu Yuan felt relieved, and comforted him, "Man, don't be afraid of such a small scene. Stay at home honestly and don't go anywhere, do you hear me?"

"Well, uncle, I am a man, I want to be brave!"

"Your parents are in the county and haven't come back?" Wu Yuan asked, and then muttered: "In this weather, the night market stalls should not be able to open."

"I didn't come back. In the afternoon, the weather was fine."

After encouraging the two children on the phone for a while, Wu Yuan hung up the phone.

At the same time, at the night market of Beigang County Mausoleum.

When the storm just started, the flow of people dropped by more than half.

When the sky started to rain a little, the stall owner also ran away for more than half.

Finally, when the torrential rain poured down, the stall owners who hadn’t run away couldn’t run away either, and all retreated to the houses on both sides of the road to shelter from the rain.

But in fact, not many people on both sides of the road are willing to accept stall owners.

After all, it is these stall owners who are arguing all day long that their families are not safe.

Therefore, those stall owners withdrew into the front room of Wu Xiuhua's house along with the diners who hadn't had time to finish eating the crayfish.

Wu Xiuhua grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds from home and gave them to the small stall owners who came in to shelter from the rain, and then she moved to her husband Xiong Gang, whispering slowly.

"The weather is really what Brother Yao said."

Xiong Gang hummed, and with this heavy rain, the pressure that had been on him for the past few days suddenly eased.

But then it was replaced by the pressure of possible flood disasters.

Wu Xiuhua knew her husband's mood, so she comforted her: "Since you're here, you'll be safe. The first time before, we all came here. This second time, no matter what, it's considered experience."

Then he remembered again: "By the way, shouldn't you call Brother Yao?"

Just as he was talking, the pager on Xiong Gang's waist rang.

Xiong Gang touched it and took a look: "Brother Yao found me first."

It's a pity that there is no telephone in the small courtyard in the county. Xiong Gang took the umbrella from his wife, put on his rain boots, and went to the canteen two doors away to answer the phone.

As soon as Xiong left, Zhang Yan and Miao Hong became anxious.

Judging by the weather, it is designated that there will be no business tonight.

There is only the child at home, and the two of them are somewhat anxious.

Fortunately, in the past two years, I have earned some money and strengthened the house at home.

There is nothing to be afraid of this kind of heavy rain and evil wind.

But when the child hears the howling wind outside, it is inevitable that he will be afraid.

Besides, there are only two tables of diners in the shop.

Wu Xiuhua saw it, and immediately persuaded him: "There is no need to be busy in the store, but it is not safe for the two of you to go back with such strong wind and rain outside. Do you want to wait?"

But Miao Hong got it wrong, and said straight: "Third Aunt, just let us go back, even if it doesn't count today's wages, it will be fine."

Wu Xiuhua sighed and said, "You two wait a minute, I'll go and find rain capes and rain boots for you two, please wait for me."

Xiong Gang checked the notebook and dialed the number of the BJ Asian Games Village Hotel.

After the call was transferred to the room, Wu Yuan quickly picked it up and said, "Third brother-in-law?"

"It's me, Brother Yao."

"How is the situation at home?"

"This torrential rain came two days earlier than the forecast, and it was also more violent than the forecast. Your estimate is likely to come true."

"Now there should be no second voice in your bureau. It is a good thing to go all out to meet the flood season."

Xiong Gang let out a long breath, and hummed in an unclear mood.

Then Wu Yuan mentioned: "If you need anything, call me anytime. If you can't reach me, go directly to Luo Yan."

Xiong Gang sighed: "If you talk about unsung heroes, you are the unsung heroes, Brother Yao."

"No, third brother-in-law," Wu Yuanjing thanked Bumin and said, "I don't want the reputation of a hero. If I can let you fight a prepared battle and minimize casualties and property losses, I will be satisfied."

Xiong Gang solemnly said: "I will do my best."

"By the way, third brother-in-law, the phone line in Liyuan Village is probably cut off. I haven't gotten through the three calls, and I guess the electricity has also stopped."

Xiong Gang's voice was mixed with howling wind: "This is very possible, but your small building is not a big problem."

"Also, I have called Xiong Wu. The three children are a little scared at home, and the old man is a little bit nagging."

"I see, Brother Yao."

After hanging up Wu Yuan's call, Xiong Gang immediately hung up his own call.

Almost seriously asked Xiong Wu and Xiong Wen to bravely protect their sister Xiong Feiyan.

When Xiong Wu heard this, he realized that he had no capital to be afraid.

You can only hold your chest up and shoulder the heavy responsibility.

As soon as Xiong returned to his store, he saw Zhang Yan and Miao Hong fully armed and about to leave.

Recalling what Brother Yao said on the phone just now, he hurriedly said: "The phone and circuit in your village are probably broken. You should take care of each other on the way back, especially pay attention to the broken trees and broken wires on the road... "