Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

So now when Xu Bin slapped Liu Shengguang in the face with the idea of ​​going all out, none of his helpers dared to step forward.

"Okay!" Seeing that Liu Shengguang's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, Wan Feng finally stopped him.

Although Xu Bin stopped his hands, there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

It's over, isn't this guy also addicted to the fun of beating people like Luan Feng?This was not what Wan Feng wanted.

Wan Feng looked at Liu Shengguang who was covering his face with his hands: "You are Liu Sheng'an's younger brother, right? Go back and tell your brother, come to me for whatever you want, show any martial arts you have, and I will accompany you at any time."

After speaking, he turned to Xu Bin: "Okay, let's go back."

Xu Meilin, who was watching from a distance, finally had a smile on her face, and she ran over like flying, and tightly pulled Wan Feng and her brother's hands down the mountain to go home.

When he was almost at the door of the house, Xu Bin said cautiously: "Brother! Don't tell my mom about my fight, she will beat me up."

Wan Feng curled his lips: "It's not me you have to worry about, it's your sister. You sew her mouth shut so that your mother won't know anything."

"My mouth is tight, as long as there is sugar, it can be sealed." Xu Meilin said this without saying a word.

A paralyzed young age will raise conditions. This is not something a child in 1980 should do!

The taste of toothpaste is not as good as sugar, even if she can't forget the sugar cubes.

Fruit candies cost a penny a piece, and you can buy a lot for a dime, which is a trivial matter to Wan Feng.

With sugar, Xu Meilin really didn't remember anything, and when she returned home, her mouth was quite strict and she acted like a fool.

After Wan Feng collected and rented the books, he gave Xu Meilin's mother fifteen cents.

Now there is broken glass in her house that needs to be taken care of by his family, so Wan Feng adds seven cents to the previous eight cents.

This fifteen cents was enough for his family of four to live a decent life for a day in the countryside in 1980.

It was already around 04:30 in the afternoon when Wan Feng finished his books, and he should go back.

Grandpa and Xu Jingmin no longer know east, west, north, south, seasons, summer, autumn and winter.

Wan Feng kindly wanted to help his grandfather go home, but he didn't want to be blown away like a fly by his grandfather.

While walking home, Wan Feng worried whether his grandfather would take the ditch by the roadside as his home when he returned home.

Grandpa Wan Feng has a very hot temper. According to Wan Feng's private description, he is a donkey. He was an official when he was young, but later he returned to his hometown to work in agriculture because of a mistake.

Compared with grandpa's violent temper, Wan Feng's grandma's temper is surprisingly good.

If you use fire to describe grandpa's temper, then his grandma's temper is water. It is not easy for two people like this to live together for decades.

Wan Feng went back to his grandma's house and told his grandma and grandpa to drink in Xiaoshutun, so there was no need to wait for him to eat.

Grandma didn't say anything, she packed up the meals for Wan Feng and his uncle and aunt who came home from work to eat.

Wan Feng couldn't help admiring grandma's understanding of grandpa. When they finished dinner, grandpa came back staggeringly, entered the room without saying a word, and fell on the kang, as if he didn't plan to wake up even if the sky outside fell. up.

"Shall I take you out to play at night?" The uncle took the initiative to take Wan Feng out to play for the first time after leaving his job.

Ever since Wan Feng helped his brother-in-law to fool his aunt with a pequein and a flowered scarf, Zhu Ping's attitude towards Wan Feng has changed drastically.

Unexpectedly, before Wan Feng agreed, a just trial came from his grandmother: "What are you playing, he has to study tomorrow."

The uncle immediately argued with reason: "Tomorrow is Sunday, what school should I go to?"

With these words, grandma fell silent, and Wan Feng was able to follow Zhu Ping to Xigouli.

The destination is still Liang Wanjia, which has become the entertainment center of the Wahou team, but tonight it has suddenly turned into a political center.

There was no poker game tonight, and the people gathered at Liang Wan's house were all highly respected people from the Wahou team, enough to have a squadron's strength.

Wan Feng felt a headache when he saw a group of elders sitting around on the kang, why did he call him here on such an occasion?Isn't this a pain in the ass!He thought it would be more interesting to tease Liang Hua.

Chapter 45 We Can Do It

It's just that his wishful thinking didn't work out, he was just about to turn around and leave gracefully when Zhang Hai caught him like an eagle catching a chick.

"Don't go! I only hope that you are a dish."

Wanfeng had no choice but to stay and exchange cups with the antiques.

In fact, he didn't even have a cup, so he could only stare at these people.

Wan Feng sat among a group of middle-aged burly men, like a little white flower in a historic site, with a slow and pitiful expression like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

These few people are people with some prestige in the back of the valley. What is Zhang Hai doing to find these people?

Unlike the last time when Zhang Hai approached Wan Feng and Zhu Ping and was sent to an outhouse, this time Zhu Ping actually got a position.

Zhang Hai began to make an opening speech: "Let me talk about the purpose of bringing everyone here today. Our Jiangwei team is one of the poorest teams in the Warriors Commune, and our Wahou team is the poorest team in the Jiangwei team." One of the small teams is only a little stronger than the Zhou family with the least land area. I think that if we want to live a good life, we can't rely on the one-acre three-point land. We have to figure out a way by ourselves. Now the policy of the top has been loosened. , a little bit to encourage rural people to find their own way out, we decided to be the first to eat crabs, tell me what we should do?"

It was cold, no one spoke.

It's not that they are embarrassed to say it, they really don't know what to say.

Seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Hai had to sing a solo show: "A few days ago, I asked a capable person, and he gave us some notices. Today I want to discuss with you."

Wan Feng was startled, he has successfully upgraded to a capable person?But looking back, I really am a capable person.

"He gave us an idea to open a brick and tile factory. I have been running a loan in the rural credit cooperative for the past two days. The commune supports us in starting a team and starting a business. He has promised us a loan of 3000 yuan, and the loan will come down within two days. , but I always feel uneasy in my heart, this is 3000 yuan! I will ask everyone to brainstorm and discuss it."

With specific investment projects, this time back to the meeting, the participants spoke enthusiastically.

You say a word or two, and the spitting stars dance under the light, and all the cloudy words fly out.

Wan Feng felt drowsy, why did he call him to such a meeting?Does this have anything to do with him?

Although these people talked nonsense for half an hour, their attitude towards the brick and tile factory was generally positive.

So the next step is to turn theory into practice.

"Nephew! You came up with the idea. Tell me how to implement it in our brick and tile factory?"

Wan Feng, whose upper and lower eyelids were stuck together like a pair of cheating dogs and men, suddenly heard this sentence, and his eyelids parted reluctantly.

"Ah? Why do you ask me?"

"We have never worked in a brick and tile factory. The idea is that you don't ask who you ask if you make it?"

This chatter, as if I did the same.

Of course Wan Feng had never opened a brick and tile factory, but he had worked as a brick loader and cement loader in his previous life, so he was no stranger to the working procedures of a brick and tile factory.