On a rainy night, I came home with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

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

In the smoke ring, I took a breath, and the exhaustion swept over my body.

To say that you are not tired is a lie.

But in two lives, it was the first time that he was so energetic and motivated, so he naturally had to take the opportunity to be ruthless to himself.

If you are not ruthless, how do you know where the limit is?

Tired, though, is really tired.

Between the light and end of the cigarette butt, Wu Yuan noticed that there were still wooden sticks thrown in the corner.

It looks like the old furniture is broken and the bench legs are scattered or something.

I raised 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, and 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 wood, checked it, and took a closer look.

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

I was shocked when I saw it.

Isn't this rosewood?

Who burned it as firewood?

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

The yellow rosewood in his hand was only about 30 centimeters left, and one end was burned into charcoal.

Tyrannical creatures.

This kind of wood will definitely not work as a bed leg.

But to repair the Huanghuali Taishi chair, I'm afraid it can be barely done.

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

Wu Yuan's eyes lit up.

Who would have thought that the yellow rosewood that he was looking for in the stars and the moon was in the corner of his pigsty.

If he hadn't found out tonight, maybe Ming'er would have been burned as wood the day after tomorrow.

At most, you can get a pot of rice.

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

took the piece of Huanghuali wood to the East House and put it together with the Huanghuali Taishi chair, and Wu Yuan washed and slept.

Seeing the excitement on her husband's face inexplicably, Yang Luoyan's pretty face was beautiful.

It's been a long time since she's seen this expression, and she's missing it.

But what happens when the husband asks for something?

The third sister told me thousands of times, this is not good, that is not good.

After struggling for a long time, when Wu Yuan got into bed, he kissed her on the forehead, turned his head and fell asleep.

Yang Luoyan put her mind at ease, but she couldn't help but feel distressed.

He was so tired.

The next day, April 16 in the solar calendar.

The sky finally cleared, and the warm spring sun bloomed in the clouds, shining brightly on everything with life.

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

This can make rhubarb bad.

I watched the mistress of the house grow up in her belly, but it never got bigger.

Whenever a neighbor's little black and little gray ran over, they were chased away by the master's third sister from a distance.

Still don't 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 very often.

But I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if.

Wu Xiuhua is so meticulous in life and work.

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

The sunny days ushered in by the rain for days made him feel like he was bitter and happy, and the time was coming.

After explaining to Yang Luoyan and Wu Xiuhua, the Huanghuali Taishi chair and wood in the east house should not be moved, pinched Xiong Wen's cheeks and said, "Catch up with Ming'er, when the weather is hot, my uncle will teach you to go to the water." ”

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

But now that the rain is abundant and the water bubbles are full, Wu Yuan is not sure if he can put this child back now, can he 'die in a big disaster, and there will be a blessing'?

Wu Yuan didn't dare to bet.

After all, this child is the life of the third sister.

After thinking about it, I can only be an uncle myself, and teach my children what they should know.

At least let him get used to the blisters in his neighborhood.

Or the other way around, so that he has a fear of blisters and does not dare to approach.

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

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

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the village radio, the news of May Day was broadcast.

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

One set was delivered to the eldest brother Yang Ben, one set was delivered to the Xu family in the same village, and the other three sets were all from Xiawei Village.

In addition to the eldest brother's family, the other four families are all in a hurry to buy a marriage bed for their son's marriage.

There can be no delay.

It's all cash to get the goods.

There were 3,200 more cash in the account, plus 800 treasury bills from my uncle's family, and the original 1,000 treasury bills, bringing the total to 5,000.

Wu Yuan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Every night when I got home, after eating, I still had the leisure to be in the east room, tinkering with the Huanghuali Taishi chair.

In view of the limited and rare materials, Wu Yuan designed three sets of mortise and tenon schemes, and only then did he determine the best scheme with ordinary wood.

Then the blackened wood found in the pigsty was processed, and perfectly replaced with the broken leg of the Taishi chair, and the cuts of the mortise and tenon were all facing inward, and it was impossible to see it tightly.

In addition, Wu Yuan used some exclusive secret recipes, which were a little old, and normal people couldn't see it at all.

As a carpenter, the sense of accomplishment of restoring an old piece of furniture is not comparable to that of new furniture.

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

This sense of accomplishment is subtle, rich, and far-reaching.

Simmons on the bed in the East Wing.

Yang Luoyan snuggled in Wu Yuan's arms, touching the slightly bulging belly, giving birth to the feeling of flesh and bone connected.

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

At dinner, Wu Xiuhua said.

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

Now Yang Luoyan's belly is pregnant, which means that the fetus has been firmly seated and does not need to be taken care of 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 brother-in-law or Xiong Wu, they miss the third sister and Xiong Wen very much.

"Something is secondary. I'm wondering, can I keep Xiong Wen's child at home for a while longer? I promised to teach him how to make water, but I didn't have time to teach him. ”

"I want to keep that kid, it's so likeable. In addition, Miao Miao came over and sat on the mattress with me, and the family could handle it completely. I just don't know if the third sister's family is willing to ......"

"I'll talk to the third sister tomorrow."

"By the way, my father sent a message and said that 300 square meters of red bricks, a cart of cement, three trucks of sand, and that bit of steel bars have all been delivered. Q: When will we check out? Dad said no later than the end of the year. ”

"That reassures my father, it will definitely be settled before the end of the year, and his grandson will be the guarantor."

Wu Yuan said, touching his daughter-in-law's belly.

"Don't make a fuss, it's not in shape." Yang Luoyan knocked off his hand and said: "So many materials, 10,000 pieces, are enough to build a small western-style building, Dad really doesn't know what you plan to do, ask me to ask you." ”

Wu Yuan deliberately sold a pass: "I'll know when the time comes." ”