The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Wu Yuan walked into the house and saw that the old man and accountant Li were also there.

First I was busy clearing the cigarettes, and then I asked, "Uncle Xu, what kind of inscription is mine?"

Old Xu was busy pattering the cigarette, unable to open his mouth.

Accountant Li, who was waiting to continue the fire, said first: "Your father-in-law is worried about which words should be inscribed on the school gate made by our village primary school. We three cobblers have studied it all morning and are not satisfied. Isn't it, is it driving you here?"

It turned out to be this.

While Wu Yuan understood it, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

If these eight characters were not figured out by the old people in front of me, who in the previous life thought of them?

But now that the older ones asked about him, it was impossible for Wu Yuan not to say.

And as long as he said it, wouldn't the answer to the question of the previous life become a mystery?

Just as Wu Yuan was in a daze, the elders all continued to get angry one after another, and smoked happily.

While drawing back, he urged Wu Yuan, "Think about it quickly, after all, you have traveled far and wide, and you have seen a lot."

When Wu Yuan came back to his senses, he could see it.

Those who were still thinking hard and scratching their heads before have all given up now.

Completely threw it to myself.

Only then did Wu Yuan snap, pressed the lighter and said, "Education is the foundation of a century-old plan!"

After finishing speaking sonorously, Hua Zi was then slowly smoked.

As a result, with a snap, Accountant Li slapped the table!

Immediately, everyone jumped down, as if the ceiling fan circling above their heads paused for a while.

The eyes of the old party secretary just started to shine, and he was surprised by accountant Li, and almost threw away the cigarette in his hand: "Old Li, what kind of hysteria are you having? Are you surprised?"

Accountant Li pointed at Wu Yuan and exclaimed: "If you don't say it, the three cobblers are not worth a Zhuge Liang! The three of us have been thinking about it all morning, so we might as well just say it casually."

Old Xu also patted his head and said: "These eight characters are incisive, I think that's it."

Yang Zhishu also nodded.

So the matter was settled.

Wu Yuan was not surprised.

After all, these eight words will be familiar to everyone in a few years, so they naturally have their roots.

After deciding on this matter, the elders seem to have completed the workload of the whole morning.

At the beginning, there were gossips from all over the world.

Yang Zhishu asked, "What time did you arrive in the middle of the night?"

Wu Yuan said casually, "It looks like two or three o'clock."

Accountant Li realized later: "No wonder the dogs in the whole village were barking at that time. I'm sure you came back."

It's really embarrassing to startle the dogs in the whole village.

But Yang Zhishu immediately said: "I wanted to stop Luo Yan and not let her go, but I didn't."

Wu Yuan understood the father-in-law's worry, and said understandingly: "Next time, I won't let her pick it up. Next time, I will try to get home during the day."

After all, no matter how big the children's career is, in the eyes of the old father, they are still children, and they will still worry.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yuan looked out of the door, passed through the gate of the village department, landed on the crops in the field and said, "How about the loss of rice in our village when we fetch water this time?"

As a result, as soon as he mentioned this, Old Xu recalled with great joy: "In the first three days when it rained, I also told Old Yang that this year, misfortunes never come singly. Wheat, wheat can't do it. Rice, rice is finished. "

"Unexpectedly, in the past half a month, the canal has been able to support the water and not discharge the flood. The village went from house to house and walked frequently to the fields to release water. In the end, the situation is really good."

Yang Zhishu also nodded and said: "It is indeed much better than expected."

When Wu Yuan heard this, he just felt relieved.

Then Accountant Li asked: "Boss Wu, this time it's a big disaster. Is there anyone from all corners of the world who would like to donate to us?"

Hearing this, Wu Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly.

Seeing this, Party Secretary Yang stared straight at Accountant Li and said, "Why are you so busy thinking about beautiful things?"

Accountant Li obviously tasted the sweetness and said, "Can't you even think about it?"

Old Xu said something fair: "The donation looks like free money, but in fact, do you know how much Xiaoyuan contributed to this and how much favor he sold?"

Seeing that the elders were about to argue about this matter again, Wu Yuan quickly changed the subject and said: "Father, when I came here just now, I saw that there was still a lot of water in the canal. Those children in our village who were digging lobsters must have be careful."

Secretary Yang nodded and said, "I'll talk about it when they sell it."

Accountant Li said teasingly: "Don't tell me, it's been raining for so long here, and it's not all good. At least there are more lobsters in the field."

After all, in half a month, there is no such a big way to dig out lobsters.

After sitting for a while, Wu Yuan saw that it was time for dinner, so he got up and said, "Father, go home for dinner. Uncle Xu, Uncle Li, let's have a drink together?"

As a result, before Old Xutou and Accountant Li could refuse, Party Secretary Yang refused first: "I won't go today, let's just get something later."

Wu Yuan went in without knowing it.

Old Xu gave him a reassuring look, and then suddenly said: "That's right, there are a lot of thick eels in our tank, grab two and bring them back to Xiaoyuan."

"Yeah."

So Accountant Li copied a bag from somewhere, and Old Xu took a pair of rice field eel clips, and sloppily got some for Wu Yuan to take.

Wu Yuan weighed it in his hand, it's not light.

In the end, I gave a circle of cigarettes to the old people, and then I took the rice field eel and left contentedly.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he was hit by a bicycle.

Fortunately, Wu Yuan was tall and long-legged, otherwise he would have the momentum of rushing forward with the front wheels, and he might be in danger of being beaten.

Wu Yuan grabbed the other party's handlebar subconsciously, and then asked a familiar fragrance from his nostrils.

Looking up, sure enough.

"Yo, Teacher Song."

Song Chunhong wanted to die already.

Every time she meets Wu Yuan, her bicycle doesn't give her much hope.

This time it was even worse, almost got stuck.

"Wu... Boss Wu, didn't you bump into your place?"

"No, no," Wu Yuan quickly denied it three times: "But Mr. Song, you still have to change your car, it's not enough to just oil it."

Song Chunhong couldn't refuse, so she could only say repeatedly: "I will definitely pay attention next time."

Then he asked: "Are the old party secretary and the village chief in the village?"

"Yes, yes," Wu Yuan pointed back, "I just came out of there."

After speaking, he lifted his foot and left: "Let's go first, Mr. Song."

But just a few steps away, Song Chunhong beat her back and called out, "Wait, Boss Wu."

Wu Yuan stopped and turned around: "What's the matter, Teacher Song?"

Song Chunhong plucked up her courage and straightened her chest a little and said, "I've made a line of inscriptions on the gate of the village primary school, what do you think?"

"Okay, you say."

"Education is the foundation."

Wu Yuan was startled when he heard the words, and then he laughed strangely.

I thought the source of this inscription in the previous life was a mystery, but I didn't expect it to be clear.