Chapter 9: The ability to give you a new bed is still there

Chapter 9 still has the ability to give you a new bed

The police sidecar roared away.

Neighbors and homes all dispersed.

Yang Luoyan returned to the east room with her head held high, like a female general returning from victory.

"I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Wu Yuan gave him a thumbs up and praised him without reservation.

Yang Luoyan was complacent, and found that Wu Yuan started to process another kind of wood, which was long and thick.

It looks solid at first glance.

"What is this for? It doesn't seem to be so long and thick on a combination cabinet."

Wu Yuan squinted his eyes, looked at the flatness of the wooden surface and said, "Make a new bed for the two of us to sleep in."

As soon as the word sleep was mentioned, Yang Luoyan's pretty face instantly turned red to the neck.

It wasn't until Wu Yuan turned over a few pages of bedding magazines to show her that the blush on his face slowly faded away.

"Look, this is a Western-style palace style, this is a Chinese-style traditional style, this is a Chinese-style modern style, and this is a combination of Chinese and Western bourgeoisie style, which one do you like?"

"I think they all look pretty. As for the bed, it's fine as long as it's firm."

Yang Luoyan was too shy to give specific advice.

Wu Yuan can only ponder on his own, draw a sketch from time to time, and then feel dissatisfied, throw it away and redesign.

Seeing this, Yang Luoyan couldn't bear it, and persuaded tactfully: "Actually, it's just a bed, as long as you can sleep, it's a waste of so much brain."

Wu Yuan said very seriously: "The marriage is too hasty, and I don't even have a new house. I really feel sorry for you. But I can't give you a new house for the time being, and I still have the ability to give you a new bed."

Yang Luoyan couldn't help but be obsessed with listening.

Obviously what he said were very commonplace words, but they were so easy to impress me.

Recovering, Yang Luoyan held her hot cheeks, and couldn't help saying to herself: "Yang Luoyan, Yang Luoyan, you're done, you're completely lost."

In the afternoon, the temperature picked up a bit.

Xiong just brought people over, and brought half a truckload of quicklime, two bags of cement, and a truckload of sand.

Follow the power in a hurry.

There are only ten days left before the wedding day.

These old houses in the family can only be painted and painted, as long as they can look new on the surface.

Wu Yuan went out to smoke a circle, and then handed over the whole old house to the third brother-in-law and his people.

After a while, Rhubarb's kennel was demolished, and the limp Rhubarb was tied to the abandoned pigsty at the door.

Yang Luoyan held back and didn't say anything.

Soon, the unused chicken coop in the yard was also demolished.

Yang Luoyan couldn't help but muttered: "I'm still thinking about raising a few chickens in the future and saving them for laying eggs."

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, the house will be rebuilt by the end of next year at the latest. Whatever you want, I'll build it for you."

Yang Luoyan showed hope in his eyes.

Turning around, I couldn't help feeling sorry for Qian: "How much will it cost!"

"If you earn money, don't you just keep it for spending?"

While chatting, Xiong Gangxing hurried in: "By the way, Brother Yao, I forgot to tell you just now. In our team, there is a family who wants to combine cabinets. But he said that it is best to cover the surface with that kind of plywood." , both western style and easy to take care of.”

Wu Yuan nodded and wrote down: "No problem."

"By the way, you don't have to look at my face when it comes to the price. His family is rich!"

Xiong left as soon as he finished speaking.

Yang Luoyan also said happily: "The third sister and the third brother-in-law are really kind to us."

However, this combination cabinet that wants plywood skin reminds Wu Yuan that the consumption concept of the people these days is just one word: foreign style.

When it came to the design of the marriage bed, Wu Yuan immediately had an idea.

Yang Luoyan is not tired of people, seeing Wu Yuan immersed in it, he took the initiative to light the briquettes stove and put on hot water.

Not long after, when the masters brought by the third brother-in-law took a breather, they all drank hot water.

Unknowingly, Yang Luoyan silently did something that only Wu Yuan's wife would do.

The next day is the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the year is getting closer and closer, and the wedding day is getting closer.

Early in the morning, Wu Xiuhua arrived early with Xiong Gang.

Followed by the fourth sister, Wu Fanghua, who was closest, followed by the second sister, Wu Yuhua, who came all the way from the county, and finally, the eldest sister, Wu Shuhua, who arrived late.

This is the first time that Yang Luoyan has completely seen Wu Yuan's sisters.

As the bride who is about to get married, I feel very anxious in my heart, and I never imagined what kind of war will break out between the sisters.

Wu Xiuhua had expected this.

So Zhi ordered Wu Yuan to take Yang Luoyan around the county.

Such a good daughter-in-law hasn't been married yet, so don't scare her away.

It happened that Wu Yuan planned to buy some materials for the wedding bed, such as leather and sponge for the backrest, as well as some hardware pieces to add a foreign style.

Then he rode the third brother-in-law's 28-year-old bar and drove Yang Luoyan to the county seat.

In the main room of my hometown.

By the table of the Eight Immortals, the four sisters of the Wu family sat on four sides, each occupying one side.

Although sitting north and facing south, the boss is Wu Shuhua at the top, but it is Wu Xiuhua, the third eldest who sits west and east, who really holds the right to speak.

"Although my father and mother passed away early, they treated us very well. They all entrusted to good people, and the dowry is no less than ours. Only the money left for Yaodi to marry a daughter-in-law, Yaodi gave all of it to Dad. My mother is sick, so we sisters didn't let us advance a penny."

"Now that younger brother Yao finally found a good girl, and he is waiting to start a family and start a business. We sisters, shouldn't we handle Yaodi's marriage for parents?"

"I'll take the lead first, I'll offer 300."

Wu Xiuhua cut straight to the point and directly took 30 photos of the great unity.

Boss Wu Shuhua twisted her face to the side, as if she could escape today's catastrophe by thinking that she couldn't see the money.

The second child obviously looked at the face of the boss, and at the moment he was watching his nose and nose, and his nose was watching his heart.

In the end, the fourth child knew that the "look down on people" argument that her husband had been using to prevaricate was untenable, so she took the initiative to take out 200 yuan and put it on the table without saying a word.

Even so, Wu Xiuhua couldn't hold back.

"Eldest sister, second sister, parents are watching behind you! It is said that the elder sister is like a mother. How can you really ignore what happened today? How can you sleep with peace of mind?"

Wu Shuhua poked her neck and said, "I...I have no money!"

"Besides, Brother Yao can give someone a gift of 1,000 yuan, can you care about my three melons?"

Wu Xiuhua completely broke out.

The Eight Immortals Table was slammed: "As long as you can give three melons and two dates, that is your heart and conscience as the elder sister. Even if Brother Yao has a lot of money, as the elder sister, you can not show your heart. Can you lose your conscience?"

Every sentence is heart-warming, and every word is terrible.

Actually, Wu Xiuhua didn't want to do this either, it was because she had endured it for too long.

Many times, she couldn't figure it out. Both her parents came from rich families, how could she raise such a petty eldest sister?

The main room was full of swords and swords, and even the workers working outside felt a chill.

Someone beat Xiong Gang and said, "Your daughter-in-law is mad, do you want to persuade her?"

Xiong Gang shook his head firmly, "No, no, I believe my wife can handle it."

After the third shift, if readers like it, remember to come back on time tomorrow.

(end of this chapter)

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