MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter-Chapter 759 Trousers, shirt, blue tie, and a Goldlion at the waist

  Chapter 759 Trousers, shirt, blue tie, and a Goldlion around the waist

   Secretary Yang should not have taken this matter on himself.

  But he really felt that this time it was his precious son-in-law.

  In addition, Lin Xianxue, the eldest brother-in-law of the daughter-in-law, was too submissive when facing Director Wan, and dared not speak hard words.

  So Party Secretary Yang took care of everything.

   Even so, Director Wan didn't dare to say no.

   After all, it was in front of Wu Yuan.

   Don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face. Besides, this matter is not over yet, and all aspects of things still need the cooperation of the village.

  Until Wu Yuan looked at Shen Qing who had stood beside him for a while, with a questioning look on his face.

   Actually, how could Shen Qing have anything to say?

   She was purely pushed over by the little sisters.

   Seeing this, I could only make up a reason: "Boss Wu, the chef from the guest house is here. Do you want to try their craft?"

   Upon hearing this, Director Wan immediately sent out an invitation: "Yes, yes, Xiao Shen still has eyesight. Boss Wu, it's all at your doorstep, let's have a meal together."

   Yang Zhishu and Old Xutou seem to have the same meaning.

   Otherwise, it would be tiring enough to greet such a large group of people.

   "Forget it," Wu Yuan stood up and said, "I really understand the taste of the chef in the guest house. But there will be opportunities tomorrow, and I won't be able to do it today."

   After finishing speaking, he said to Yang Zhishu: "Father, you should go there early, after all, the students Mr. Song hired have to go home."

  The next day, August 25, was the ribbon-cutting day for the village-run primary school.

  You don’t need to ask these days, you know that Party Secretary Yang asked someone to do the calculation.

  The degree of emphasis is no less than that of ordinary people's weddings and funerals.

   Of course, the degree of excitement is also not bad.

  Wu Yuan was woken up early in the morning by the loudspeakers in the village.

  The China Central Radio program of the day was played on the loudspeaker, interspersed with Yang Zhishu's loud and hoarse oral broadcast from time to time.

  This oral broadcast is mainly to repeatedly inform the villagers near and far of the exact time and place of the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the village primary school.

   also belongs to the old tradition.

  I'm afraid that there are not enough people watching the fun.

  After getting up and washing, Wu Yuan found that Liu Hui also dressed the two children beautifully.

  A posture ready to watch the excitement.

  Daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan looked envious and said: "There are still some things to deal with in the factory today, so I can only see your demeanor on TV."

  Wu Yuan laughed in a low voice: "Isn't the best demeanor given to you?"

  Yang Luoyan had doubts on his face, so he heard Wu Yuan continue: "Every night."

  Yang Luoyan's pretty face immediately flushed, and she spat.

  Although whispering between husband and wife is a sharp weapon to maintain the enthusiasm and freshness of the relationship, Yang Luoyan is still a little overwhelmed and can't get used to it.

   It is because the husband is driving too fast.

   At least faster than most people these days.

After spitting, Yang Luoyan pushed Wu Yuan into the room and said: "I found the clothes for you, you can change them and see if there is anything inappropriate." He looked at his watch and added, "Before I leave .”

  Wu Yuan went into the house to have a look.

  Pants, shirt, blue tie, and a Goldlion around his waist.

   Changing clothes and upper body in threes and fives, Wu Yuan suddenly felt that his whole body was much more energetic.

  Yang Luoyan pushed the door open and came in. Seeing his energetic appearance, he took the opportunity to straighten his collar, and involuntarily pushed his body up.

  Although they have been married for three years, this handsome appearance really makes people unable to close their legs.

   Today, Mr. Song and the little hoof of the guest house are cheaper.

  Bai made them addicted to their eyes for a day.

  Wu Yuan didn't notice his wife's confusion, raised his neck, and got used to it for a long time, but still felt that the tie was in the way.

   "It doesn't matter if you don't wear this tie!"

  Yang Luoyan was about to stop her, but saw that her husband had already pulled off the blue tie, and then loosened the first button.

   It seems that the look and feel is not bad.

  Yang Luoyan made a face-down decoration himself again, and then said with satisfaction: "The effect is not bad, and he is still handsome."

   At this moment, Xiao Jiang and Yue Yue pushed the door open.

  Good guy, the two children were played upside down by Liu Hui, one is a prince and the other is a princess.

  Even Wu Yuan had to feel ashamed and said, "It's still a bit worse than our son and daughter."

  Yang Luoyan looked back, and couldn't help but cover his mouth with a chuckle and said: "That's also your credit."

   Being delayed by such a delay, Yang Luoyan didn't even eat breakfast, took two buns and went on a big run.

  Liu Hui and the two children had eaten together, so they changed into new clothes.

   This will directly go out holding each other.

  Because it took only a while to get up, there were quite a few people passing by the door.

   They are all here to watch the fun.

  So I went late, so I might not be able to grab the front seat.

  Wu Yuan sat down to have breakfast alone.

   Just after taking two bites, Ma Mingchao came over without driving.

   "Have you eaten? Have a few bites by the way?"

   Ma Mingchao waved his hand and said: "No need, boss, I ate it. There are too many people at the gate of the school, and the car didn't come. I threw it at the gate of Dong Er's house and walked around from the front of the school."

  Wu Yuan nodded: "Let's put it there first. The leaders of the city may not be able to leave at any time."

   Just then, a radio sounded again.

   It's just that the broadcast came from the school's loudspeaker, and it was clearly Song Chunhong who was maintaining order, so don't crowd or anything.

  Wu Yuan thought of Liu Hui and the two children who had just left. If there were more people, Liu Hui might not be able to take care of the two children by herself.

  So he immediately told Ma Mingchao: "Go over and have a look, and take care of Xiaojiang and Yueyue."

  Ma Mingchao turned around and left without delay.

   After a while, Wu Yuan finished his breakfast, put away the table and put it in the sink, then locked the door and walked over.

  As soon as I turned onto the village road, I saw crowds of people at the school gate.

  The excitement was even better than yesterday's rehearsal period.

  The people surrounded by three layers inside and outside three layers, airtight.

  Many children even rode on the necks of their parents, watching condescendingly.

  Wu Yuan couldn't help looking back, and then at his watch. The cars in the county and city hadn't arrived yet. Why were they watching?

   The order of the onlookers finally stabilized.

   Director Wan and Zhishu Yang in the center suddenly looked at each other and exchanged glances.

   It's too bad, a hundred secrets and a sparse one.

  The ribbon-cutting stage was well designed, condescending, with a red carpet and flower baskets, making it very festive.

  On the stage, on the left stood the hostel etiquette in uniform public relations attire, and on the right stood elementary school students in uniform and wearing red scarves.

   Even the positions of the city, county and county leaders in the back are marked.

   It can be said that everything that should be available is available.

   Only a background channel was not considered.

  The front, back, left, and right sides were all surrounded by ordinary people from all directions.

  After the mayor and county magistrate arrive, how do they get in?

   Fly?

  Thinking of this, Director Wan immediately moved.

   Just as they were about to coordinate and reserve a passage to come out, a convoy turned onto the village road and drove over slowly.

  Seeing this scene, Director Wan's back was in cold sweat on an August day.

   It's over!

  (end of this chapter)