MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter-Chapter 71 The girl with the highest education in the village

  Chapter 71 The girl with the highest education in the village

  Old Ma went to the field to be buried smoothly, and Wu Yuan's status also rose accordingly.

  In the eyes of the elders, it was the coffin that was laid well that made the deceased go away peacefully and smoothly.

  Wu Yuan's coffin making skills are recognized, and his knowledge of the rules is even more useless.

  In addition, he was originally a respectable young man in the village, so the respect was doubled and returned directly.

  The uncles of Lao Ma’s family had all the good things to say on the way back.

   He even did not hesitate to mention the long-term relationship between the two companies for nearly a hundred years.

  Wu Yuan actually can't remember these origins clearly.

   But my own father recalled from time to time when he was brave, he mentioned several families in this village who followed him through life and death.

   Among them, the Ma family is second, and no one dares to be the first.

  The next one belongs to the Dong family who slaughtered pigs not long ago.

  But now it’s a new society. When my old man mentioned it, Wu Yuan refused to answer it.

   Now that the old couple has already turned into dust, Wu Yuan's impression is even more sparse.

   But according to the wishes of the Ma family uncles, Wu Yuan got it.

  He's not the type to hold grudges.

   Now that Ma Mingjun has become his big apprentice, there will be a lot of support and care that he should have.

  However, wait until the thank you table.

  Ma Weishan, the uncle of the Ma family, sighed, and said: "The second child is leaving like this, leaving a big girl like Ming Qi in the boudoir, how will the dowry be paid in the future?"

Wu Yuan picked up a peanut, chewed it slowly and said, "Brother Ma, don't you worry about this girl, Ming Qi? She is the girl with the highest education in our village. When she graduates from the financial and accounting technical secondary school next year, she will be a public servant. If you jump out of the farm gate, you will be a city dweller."

  Ma Weishan sighed unabated: "That's what I said, but this girl doesn't talk much. If she really comes to the city, she doesn't have the support of her natal family, so she can't be bullied to death?"

  Wu Yuan stopped talking, because he found that the ideas of these elders did not make sense.

  Just winked at Ma Mingqi to express her approval and support.

   As a result, Ma Mingqi, who is tall and bright-eyed, blushed to the base of her neck.

Then I heard Ma Weishan continue: "Let me tell you, Ming Qi should not go to the city to climb any high branches, but go back to our village to find someone who is well-matched. Don't even take the public job. I can't find a job in the village. The girls in the village who step on the sewing machine are very good, and the salary is higher than that in the city."

  Wu Yuan understood what he said.

  Ma Weishan wants to include Ma Mingqi, just like Ma Mingjun, and give her a backer.

   But the price of giving up is too great.

  Even Wu Yuan felt that he had picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelon.

  Looking at Ma Mingqi again, she buried her head deep in her chest.

   There is no attitude at all.

  But Wu Yuan's heart moved, Ma Mingqi graduated from accounting, and it was more than enough to return to Xingwang Furniture Factory as a financial accountant.

   In the future, when the factory develops and grows, she will be promoted to a financial manager, a financial director, etc., and it will not be considered as burying her.

  Thinking of this, Wu Yuan was really moved.

  But even if Ma Weishan broke his mouth, he would not agree rashly.

  Because the key to this matter depends on Ma Mingqi's own intention.

   When I came back to my senses, I heard everyone at the table talking about how happy and enviable the girls who work on the sewing machines in the village are, how high their salaries are.

  Wu Yuan expressed his attitude immediately: "Brother Ma, we don't need to worry about Ming Qi. With Ming Jun and Ming Chao as her backing, she cannot stand being bullied by others."

  Ma Weishan repeatedly patted his thighs and said: "What kind of backing do you do? The Ming Dynasty is hard to protect itself, and it doesn't even have a serious job."

   These words made Ma Mingchao's resolute face turn red.

  Even his daughter-in-law Mao Qing couldn't lift her head up.

  Wu Yuan smiled: "Just like Ming Dynasty, plus he has been a soldier. If he is willing, he can go to the south to work as a bodyguard for the big boss, and he can make a lot of money. Brother Ma, you really don't have to worry."

   Ma Mingchao's face turned pale.

   Some comrades did come to him to be bodyguards, but he rejected them all.

  The blood in his bones made him prefer to come back and tend the few acres of land at home, and the two acres of pond at the door, rather than work for a private capitalist.

   Who would have thought that Ma Mingjun took the opportunity to say: "Master, you might as well let my brother be your bodyguard. In the future, if you go to a big city to do business, taking my brother with you will be more effective than taking me with you."

  Hearing this, Ma Mingchao's eyes really brightened.

  He doesn't want to be a bodyguard for outsiders, but he really doesn't reject being a bodyguard for Wu Yuan.

   You don't need to leave your hometown, and you can earn money to support your family.

  Wu Yuan glanced at the big apprentice, you will really give your master and me a hard time.

   But when it comes to Ma Mingchao's conditions, being his bodyguard is indeed unyielding.

   It's just that he doesn't need bodyguards very much now, but needs a full-time driver.

   Once Xingwang Furniture Factory was inaugurated, its business expanded from the county to the whole city, and it was specified that it could no longer rely on two wheels to get around.

  Wu Yuan has been thinking about this issue since he moved in from the furniture factory.

   He is designated not to ride a motorcycle.

  The body of a thousand gold can't sit down.

  Even for Luo Yan and the two children, he must always put safety first.

  But buying a new car is certainly affordable, but in this backcountry, it is somewhat too conspicuous.

  So Wu Yuan thought about buying a second-hand car, as long as he can drive it.

  The only requirement is that you need a 24-hour driver and you must be able to repair the car yourself.

  So he asked: "Ming Dynasty, can you drive?"

   Ma Mingchao nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I know everything from jeeps to Jiefang Daka. I can learn it in the army."

   "Can the car be repaired when it breaks down?"

  "General failure, not a big problem."

   "That's okay, you will come to do things for me after the next year, is it okay?"

  Ma Mingchao was taken aback for a moment, until he was kicked by his daughter-in-law, then nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, Boss Wu!"

   Immediately picked up the wine cup and said, "Boss Wu, I respect you!"

   This belongs, hit it off, everyone is happy.

  Actually, it is not difficult to find a job in the county with just the ability to drive and a little brains.

  Ma Mingchao's behavior is purely because he doesn't want to make money, and he doesn't want to ask for help.

  Ma Weishan was also relieved.

  As soon as the Ma family's affairs are over, it will be the twenty-third year of the twelfth lunar month.

   There is only one week until the Chinese New Year.

  Wu Yuan simply gave the factory a holiday, everyone paid off their wages, and by the way, an extra month's salary was paid as a year-end bonus.

   It doesn’t sound like much, but for people these days, it’s somewhat of a surprise.

  The only exception is Yang Chenyu in the department store.

  Department stores have to stay open until New Year's Eve, and as a salesperson for Xingwang Furniture, she has to stand on the last shift.

   Fortunately, she also got the year-end award.

  In addition, if she makes an order, she will get an extra commission.

  Yang Chenyu was still able to hold his breath.

   On the second day of the holiday, on the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wu Yuan drove Lin Miaomiao home.

  Don’t leave after the new year, do you really plan to celebrate the new year at your uncle’s house?

  Lin Miaomiao was reluctant to let go, and turned around every step of the way.

  Wu Yuan knew that this niece was not reluctant to give up on him, but because she lost the chance to meet Baojun once she returned to the city.

   But it's none of his business.

   Nothing is as important as the world between him and Yang Luoyan.

  Bye bye.

  (end of this chapter)