Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"What's the matter?"

"It's too late today and I can't say a few sentences clearly. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"I have to go to school tomorrow."

"Tomorrow night, let your uncle take you to Liang Wan's house." Zhang Hai strode away after throwing down these thoughtless words.

Wan Feng scratched his head, wondering why this guy wanted him?

"What did the captain want you for?" Luan Feng asked.

"I don't know, what did he ask me for?"

"I know, he must want to give you his daughter-in-law."

What kind of substance is Luan Feng's head made of?Why did I think of this in a blink of an eye.

"Can you talk a little bit more? Get out of here!" Wan Feng yelled at Luan Feng in a low voice.

"Are you kidding me, Zhang Hai's daughter is only five years old, she's still wearing crotch pants, she's a child bride!"

Luan Feng giggled like a fox.

When I got back to my grandma's house, my uncle Zhu Ping, who came back early, was squatting like a mouse by the stove, gnawing on roasted sweet potatoes. When Wan Feng came back, he pulled out a roasted sweet potato from the stove for Wan Feng.

So, both uncle and nephew squatted by the stove and gnawed until their mouths were black.

"Zhang Hai asked you to take me to Liang Wan's house tomorrow night, saying that there is something wrong, uncle, do you know what it is?"

Zhu Ping was a little surprised: "I don't know, Zhang Hai never told me about it."

"Then he will probably tell you tomorrow."

The next morning, Wan Feng went out with his schoolbag on his back in good spirits.

"The sun is shining, the flowers are smiling at me, and the little bird is saying it's early, how sick I am so early!"

It is six o'clock in the morning, and the village is filled with thin mist. Children, big and small, come out of their homes with sleepy eyes and yawning with their schoolbags on their backs. When they hear Wan Feng's singing, they all burst into laughter, without any sleepiness. .

When Wan Feng and his friends walked to the junction of the road leading to the ditch and the back of the mountain at Waqian Squad Village, they happened to see Liang Hua and her two younger sisters walking here too.

"Wan Feng! Stop!"

What Wan Feng didn't expect was that Liang Hua called him, but he didn't stop.

She said he would stop if he stopped, so where would he put his face?

"I'm going to school, and I'm late every day..." As soon as he sang, his clothes were grabbed from behind.

Liang Hua grabbed Wan Feng's clothes and dragged Wan Feng to the side of the road.

Wan Feng became angry, and shook off Liang Hua's hand: "Don't talk about it, what a shame, you are not my wife now!"

Liang Hua's face turned red, and his eyes glared brightly: "What did you say to my dad yesterday?"

yesterday?What did she say to her father, Liang Wan?

Yesterday he took Liang Wan's carriage to Cuitun to sell glass, what did he say?

"I told your dad that it's a matter for adults, what are you asking about, you little yellow-haired girl?"

"My dad kept praising you when he came home, saying that you would make money."

Is this how Liang Wan promised to keep him a secret?

"Whether I will make money has something to do with you. What do you mean by dragging me so pale this early in the morning?"

"My father said he wanted me to be your daughter-in-law in the future!" Liang Hua told the truth viciously.

"Hehe! So it is like this! Then you are miserable. In three years, I will let my grandfather come to your house to propose marriage, and then we will be engaged to get married. You don't want to run away in this life, just wait honestly until you are in your 20s. I'll go home."

You are paralyzed and look down on Laozi, Laozi disgusts you to death!

"Ah! I'm going to fight you!" Liang Hua turned into a tigress, apparently wanting to eat Wan Feng's meat.

Wan Feng ran away and shouted, "I'm going to your house tonight to discuss things with your father."

His words made Liang Hua even more popular, and Wan Feng ran even faster.

Wan Feng ran into the school like a gust of wind and into the class.

Many students in the classroom came, Wan Feng sat down on his seat and gasped.

Yuan Yimin, his tablemate, had already arrived. Seeing Wan Feng like this, he asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you being chased by a ghost?"

On weekdays, Wan Feng and Yuan Yimin didn't meet much, and because he was a worker, this guy looked down on the poor and lower-middle peasants, and usually put on an air of superiority.

But his words are still very popular.

"No, I was chased by a ghost, and it was a female ghost who chased her all the way to the school, and immediately chased her into the class."

As soon as Wan Feng finished speaking, Liang Hua entered the classroom with a blushing face, and gave Wan Feng a hard look.

An Bo behind Wan Feng patted Wan Feng on the shoulder: "Are there any new books?"

"Where did you get the new books? I don't work in a printing factory." Wan Feng pissed off An Bo angrily. This guy always asked if there were any new books, and he didn't finish Wan Feng's old books.

"What do you mean by that? Aren't you cursing?" Yuan Yimin said suddenly.

Chapter 39 Auld Lang Syne

Wan Feng and Zhang Er King Kong couldn't figure it out anymore, and cursed people when I said anything.

He looked at Yuan Yimin suspiciously: "I said you don't have a fever, right? What's the matter with you saying that out of the blue?"

"My dad works in a printing factory, you mean you are my dad!"

Neighbors in front of Wanfeng, left and right all let out barbell-like laughter.

Wan Feng didn't laugh but was speechless.

Strange things happen every year, and it seems that there are more this year.

In this world, there are money pickers, even wives pickers, but how come there is a father picker!Paralyzed, I know that your father works in a printing factory?Besides, even if you work in a printing factory, I just used a metaphor and you think I took advantage of you. If you want to be my son, have you approved it?

"Hehe! Yuan Yimin, your associations are too rich. Let me make a metaphor that you can relate to swearing. Don't be too dark in your heart. Don't say I don't know that your father works in a printing factory, just know that you say so You can't contact your Lao Tzu even if you say a word, and if you want me to be your Lao Tzu, I have to agree."

Yuan Yimin thought about it, so he lost his voice.