The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 25

On a rainy night, I returned home with a heavy foot and a light foot.

Wu Yuan stood in the empty pigsty and lit a cigarette.

In the curling smoke circle, he let out a long breath, and his exhaustion swept over his body.

It would be a lie to say that you are not tired.

But as a human being in two lifetimes, it was the first time for him to be so ambitious and motivated, so he naturally wanted to take this opportunity to be more ruthless to himself.

Don't be cruel, how do you know where the limit is?
However, tired is really tired.

While the cigarette butts were flickering, Wu Yuan noticed that there were still wooden sticks in twos and threes thrown in the corner.

It looks like it's the broken stool legs after the old furniture is broken.

I lifted my foot and kicked it, and it was quite strong.

As soon as you hear the sound, you know it's a good piece of wood.

Good wood should not be buried, it is better to take it to the workshop to make a bed leg.

Thinking of this, Wu Yuan polished a match, picked up the piece of wood, weighed it, and took a closer look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look.

A look startled.

Isn't this yellow rosewood?

Who burned it for firewood?

And it hasn't been burned yet, so it's thrown here.

The huanghuali wood in my hand is only about [-] cm long, and one end has been burnt into charcoal.

Damn it.

This kind of wood cannot be used as a bed leg.

But to restore that huanghuali grand master's chair, I'm afraid it can barely do it.

It only needs to be more ingenious in the design of the mortise and tenon connection.

Wu Yuan's eyes lit up.

Who would have thought that the huanghuali wood he was looking for, looking forward to the stars and the moon, was actually in the corner of his pigsty.

If he didn't find out tonight, maybe the day after tomorrow it would be burned as a log.

At most, it can be exchanged for a pot of rice.

Sure enough, the harder you work, the luckier you get.

Bring that piece of huanghuali wood to the east room, put it together with the huanghuali master chair, and Wu Yuan washed up and went to sleep.

Seeing the inexplicable excitement on her husband's face, Yang Luoyan's pretty face was charming.

It's been a long time since I saw this expression, and she really misses it.

But once the husband asks, what should I do?
The third sister urged thousands of times, this won't work, that won't work.

After struggling for a long time, Wu Yuan went to bed, kissed her on the forehead, turned around and fell asleep.

Yang Luoyan felt relieved, but couldn't help feeling distressed.

He is too tired.

The next day, April 4 in the Gregorian calendar.

The sky finally cleared up. In spring, the warm sun hit the clouds and a smiling face bloomed, shining so that everything was full of vitality.

Even the neighbor's raccoons are chasing and fighting in the wheat field, forming a scene of recovery of all things.

This made Rhubarb anxious.

Watching the belly of the hostess of the family get bigger, but it still doesn't get bigger.

Whenever Xiao Hei and Xiao Hui from the neighbor's house ran over, they were chased away by the owner's third sister from a distance.

Still let the dog live?
How did Rhubarb know that Wu Xiuhua chased the dog because he was afraid that other people's dogs would startle Yang Luoyan's body.

Although this kind of thing doesn't happen often.

But not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Wu Xiuhua is so meticulous in her life and work.

After Wu Yuan woke up, he was in a good mood and refreshed.

The sunny day ushered in by consecutive days of cloudy and rainy days gave him a feeling that all hardships are rewarded, and times come and go.

Tell Yang Luoyan and Wu Xiuhua not to move the huanghuali teacher's chair and wood in the east room, pinch Xiong Wen's cheek and say: "Come on tomorrow, when it's hot, uncle will teach you to water."

Judging from time, Xiong Wen should have escaped the catastrophe in his previous life.

But now that the rainfall is abundant and the water bubbles are full, Wu Yuan is not sure whether it is possible to put the child back now.
Wu Yuan didn't dare to gamble.

After all, this child is the third sister's life.

After much deliberation, I had no choice but to be an uncle and teach the child everything he should know.

At least let him get used to the few blisters near his house.

Or do the opposite, making him feel afraid of the water bubble and dare not approach it.

How to do it, Wu Yuan hasn't figured it out yet.

At least until the wheat harvest, Sanjie and Xiong Wen will not go back.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

On the village radio, the news of May [-]st International Labor Day is broadcast.

In the past half month, five sets of Simmons beds, including bed frames and mattresses, have been produced in the village factory.

One set was delivered to my uncle Yang Ben, one set was delivered to the Xu family in the same village, and the other three sets belonged to Xiaxu Village.

Except for the uncle's family, the other four families are anxious to buy marriage beds for their sons to get married.

No delay.

It's all cash.

There was an extra 3200 yuan in cash on the account, plus the 800 yuan treasury bills from my uncle's family, and the original 1000 yuan treasury bills, the total amount reached 5000 yuan.

Wu Yuan suddenly relaxed a lot.

Every night when I come home, after dinner, I still spend my time in the east room tinkering with the huanghuali chair.

In view of the limited and rare materials, Wu Yuan designed three sets of mortise and tenon joints, and only then determined the best one with ordinary wood.

Then processed the blackened wood found in the pigsty, and perfectly replaced it on the broken leg of the Taishi chair. The mortise and tenon cuts were all facing inward, and the seam was completely invisible.

In addition, Wu Yuan used some exclusive secret recipes, which made it a bit old-fashioned, and normal people can't tell it at all.

As a carpenter, repairing an old piece of old furniture has a sense of accomplishment that cannot be compared with making new furniture.

It seems that while restoring the old furniture, it also preserves the sense of history carried by the old furniture.

This sense of accomplishment is subtle, rich, and profound.

On the Simmons bed in the East Wing.

Yang Luoyan snuggled into Wu Yuan's arms, stroking the slightly bulging belly, feeling like flesh and blood were connected.

"The third sister is going back tomorrow, so we have to thank her very much. I made clothes for Xiong Wen and Xiong Wu, what can you add to the children?"

During dinner, Wu Xiuhua talked about it.

Wu Yuan was surprised, but also felt that it was very reasonable.

Now Yang Luoyan's belly is already pregnant, which means that the fetus has been seated firmly, and there is no need to take care of it for the time being.

In addition, the wheat harvest is imminent, and the third sister's family has been abandoned for so long.

Whether it is the third sister-in-law or Xiong Wu, they miss the third sister and Xiong Wen very much.

"It's secondary to adding something. I was thinking, can I keep this kid Xiong Wen at home for a while? I promised to teach him Fushui, but I haven't had time to teach him yet."

"I really want to keep that child, it's really attractive. With Miao Miao coming over and sitting on the mattress cover with me, the family can handle it completely. I just don't know if the third sister's family is willing..."

"I'll talk to Third Sister tomorrow."

"By the way, Dad sent a letter saying that 300 square meters of red bricks, one truckload of cement, three truckloads of sand, and some steel bars have all been delivered. When are we going to pay the bill? Dad said no later than the end of the year."

"That reassures my father that it will definitely be settled before the end of the year, with his grandson as a guarantee."

As Wu Yuan said, he touched his wife's belly.

"Don't make trouble, it's out of shape." Yang Luoyan knocked off his hand and said, "There are so many materials, tens of thousands of pieces, enough to build a small western-style building, Dad really doesn't know what you plan to do, so let me ask you. "

Wu Yuan made a fool of himself on purpose: "We'll know when the time comes."

　Good afternoon, everyone, Yanzu Yifei, the first update is delivered.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)