Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

Returning to the capital, Peng Wanhua suddenly felt that the streets and alleys had become a little more solemn. There were a lot fewer street vendors, the second-rate men with traitor hair suddenly disappeared, passers-by were walking around in a hurry, and the entire security environment began to improve.

To talk about the difference between this year and the past, first of all, it is the macro aspect. Although the overall environment sometimes jumps repeatedly, the economy is getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye. The country has liberalized the prices of more than 500 small commodities, and market-oriented price stimulation economic vitality.

At the micro level, Wang Shitou also came to Pengcheng and accumulated his first entrepreneurial capital by reselling corn. Who would have thought that he would become a big boss in the real estate industry in the future, and he would be one of the few people in later generations who could work in the real estate industry. The clothes are gone, and the outstanding person who hides his merits and fame.

The Liu brothers in Sichuan Province started a small electronics factory, and later engaged in raising quails and tinkering with the feed business. Compared with Mou Qizhong, who was imprisoned in a high-profile manner from the beginning, they are low-key, simple and full of entrepreneurial enthusiasm. Who would have thought that such a humble business would send him to the throne of the richest man.

Under the tide of the times, humble people may also have the opportunity to become influential figures of the times.

There are no rules that say it is definitely possible, and there are no rules that say things are definitely not allowed. Everyone is crossing the river by feeling the stones in pursuit of a better life.

On this day, Peng Wanhua dug out his autumn and winter clothes and put them on the clothesline to dry. He took out a pair of trousers and compared them. He didn't know whether the trousers had shrunk or something, but they were obviously shorter.

Stand by the wall and make a mark, then measure it with a ruler.

"Damn it, I'm 1.9 meters two, and I've grown a few centimeters more. It seems that my nutrition was really poor in my previous life, but now my nutrition has caught up, and I've grown to 1.9 meters two."

Peng Wanhua feels like he has been taking growth hormones throughout his life, and his height has skyrocketed.

It is estimated that it will still grow a few centimeters in a few years.

From such a comparison, it seems that I was completely malnourished in my previous life.

He decided not only to eat well, but also to exercise well, and strive to break through 1.9 meters in this life.

In addition, you should maintain a good weight before the age of 60 and avoid having a beer belly.

When the mood struck, he built a sturdy frame in the yard and then did pull-ups.

"230th

230 a.

230 II.

230 three..."

While he was exercising, the Zhang sisters came to his door together like a navigation system with GPS positioning.

"Hey, Uncle Peng, are you still exercising yourself?"

Zhang Yingying stood on the threshold and finally saw that he was not lying on a recliner like an old man, so she smiled.

"Whoosh~"

When Peng Wanhua heard this, he immediately lost his temper. He loosened his grip and could no longer do it.

He sat cross-legged on the stone slab and looked up at the two sisters.

If you want to be pretty, you should dress in filial piety. They both wear the same white long sleeves, like lotus flowers.

The chest is bulging, supporting a great mind.

On her pure and pretty face, her skin was as white as gelatin, and her charming eyes were looking at her with a smile.

"Hmph, how can you say such cold and bone-chilling words in your 36-degree mouth? Since you are so powerful, come on, let me see how many you can do."

With that said, Peng Wanhua stood up and moved out of the way.

"Haha, I will definitely not be less than you."

Zhang Yingying walked to the shelf and refused to admit defeat.

"youcanyouup."

Peng Wanhua spread his hands forward.

Zhang Yingying jumped lightly——

"Pfft~!"

When he jumped up, he not only missed the opportunity, but also farted out.

The main reason is that Peng Wanhua is tall and tall, with a height of 1.7 meters. Zhang Yingying is not short, almost [-] meters, but it is difficult to jump [-] centimeters in a casual jump.

With a "swipe" of the ground, her face was covered with blush, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Peng Wanhua pursed his lips and used strong willpower to restrain the muscles at the corners of his mouth from laughing.

It's just a little difficult to bear it, and I can't help it, and the corner of my mouth twitches from time to time.

Zhang Mingming defended his sister and took the initiative to rescue her: "I'll do it!"

Don't tell me, those who learn martial arts are different.

She was as light as a swallow, and with a slight push on the ground, her hands hung on the pole.

"One.

two.

Three.

……

66.

67.

68.

6…9”

Zhang Mingming made more than sixty of them with all his strength while sucking the milk. He shook his head vigorously and wanted to try another one, but in the end he was exhausted and fell down.

"Ah~!"

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt that she couldn't use any strength in her legs and feet, and she would fall to the ground as soon as her legs bent.

Just when she was waiting for her butt to break into eight pieces, she suddenly felt no pain coming from her butt, but instead a warmth.

She turned around and saw that it was Peng Wanhua.

"Hmph! How long will you continue to hug me?!"

Zhang Yingying looked at Peng Wanhua holding her sister with some amusement and said.

Only then did Peng Wanhua help Zhang Mingming up.

Just now he saw that Zhang Mingming was about to fall to the ground, and his quick eyes and hands quickly supported Zhang Mingming's buttocks, saving him from a tragedy.

He retracted his hand silently,

soft.

A word suddenly came to his mind.

Rub your nose casually.

Fragrant.

Another word emerged from his mind.

Zhang Mingming saw his movements, and now he understood what the warmth was about, and his face suddenly turned red, as red as a red apple.

He looked at his sister again and saw that she was looking at the wooden shelf in a daze, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Peng Wanhua glanced at her, he pinched his nose carelessly. As long as he wasn't embarrassed, he wasn't the one who was embarrassed.

He didn't explain much, otherwise it would appear that he was guilty.

Besides, what's the explanation for the accident?

"Let me show you what a real macho man is."

Peng Wanhua stretched out his hands, bent his legs, and his arms were already hanging on the pole.

Although his muscles are not that explosive type, they are overall streamlined, and combined with his rhythmic pull-ups, there is an indescribable sense of athletic beauty.

In addition, he was wearing a vest, exposing a large area of ​​wheat-colored skin.

One, two, three, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, the beads of sweat shone brightly under the sunlight.

"Gudong~~"*2

The sound of swallowing was heard at the same time.

The two sisters looked at each other and saw the expression on each other's faces, which was six parts shy, three parts surprised, and one part...hungry.

Seeing Peng Wanhua concentrating on doing pull-ups, the two of them looked at him openly like female gangsters, and from time to time their heads would come together to quietly comment.

“…696, 697, 69…8.

69…9. "

With some skills, Peng Wanhua made nearly [-], ten times as many as Zhang Mingming.

This should prove that my sword is not old yet.

After landing on the ground, he looked back and saw the two sisters standing together with their charming eyes and rosy faces.

It seems that he has been impressed by my macho performance, Uncle Peng couldn't help but think in his heart.

He held the stick with both hands and asked with a slightly slanted corner of his mouth: "How is I doing?"

"Hey, Uncle Peng is great!"

Zhang Yingying and Zhang Mingming clapped their hands together, a bit exaggeratedly.

It was so perfunctory that Peng Wanhua rolled his eyes at them both angrily.

I thought you two haven’t tried it yet, but I have something even better.