Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "She didn't run, but her father didn't agree with us."

　　 Zhuping was able to tell Wan Feng about such a thing, because he didn't regard his nephew as an outsider from the bottom of his heart.

　　 But it is also possible that he wants to find someone to confide in his distress.

　　 It is said that people who are in a bad mood want someone to listen to their troubles. In fact, this is a mentality that one person is not as painful as everyone else. The person concerned wants to share his pain with others.

　　 "I thought it was something, it's not a problem."

　　 Zhuping's eyes widened at the table tennis ball: "Isn't this a problem? It's a big deal to me."

　　 "What's the big deal? How big is it? Is it delayed to eat or to wear."

　　 "That's you, you still don't understand."

　　 Am I young? Where am I young? It's not small except for its size, even the peeing home is not even smaller than you... This seems to be nothing to show off.

　　 "Uncle, if you listen to me, you don't have to do anything, what should you do, you should eat and play, there will be nothing in the fall."

"This is impossible!"

　　 "What is impossible, as long as my future little aunt doesn't change her mind, her father can't get any colored waves."

　　 "Your little aunt must be fine with her."

　　 "She's fine. If her father is too impatient, you can ask my little aunt to tell her father that she will take over. Her father promised to have a nose."

　　 Jiang Yuan is only in his fifties this year. Let him retire now, not to mention that the policy does not allow him. Then again, even if he retires, it is impossible to pick up Ban with his daughter. He still has two sons, and there is an older brother on the top of the blacksmith.

　　 These things are clear to Wanfeng.

　　 In case Jiang Xue makes a fuss about succeeding Jiang Yuan, she will have to die of grief, and then she would like to marry her and get her ears clean.

　　Furthermore, Jiang Xue is now 20. At that time, when the countryside was already worrying about marrying, Jiang Yuan couldn't rely on it at all.

　　 Zhuping obviously couldn't understand the twists and turns here, and looked puzzled.

　　 "You are right to hear me, your future husband will agree to it in the fall."

　　 After talking about Wanfeng, he stepped out of the house. He couldn't explain it any more, and explained that it was easy to wear.

　　 There are so many things about him. How can there be time to gossip, Yang Hong is afraid that he is already waiting for him in the brigade yard at this time.

　　 In the afternoon, he was going to send the broken glass to Cui Tun. This time the accumulated glass was a bit too much, and the carriage might not fit in, so he thought of the brigade's tractor.

　　 Can move the tractor of the brigade. Yesterday afternoon, he did a lot of trouble. Four or five people at the brigade’s headquarters paid him three yuan in bribes yesterday afternoon.

　　 A bottle of wine and cakes, biscuits and peanuts made the small face of the secretary of the brigade drink red like a monkey buttocks.

　　 Yang Hong does not smoke or drink, but Wanfeng can only buy a pound of peach crisps and throw it at him.

　　 His last two or two food coupons were also spent, so don't even think about buying a snack or something in the future.

　　 Wanfeng spent money to install the truck and asked Xu Jingmin and his brother Xu Jingren to install it, and each paid 50 cents for loading and unloading.

　　 I feel that the income from this glass trip will be greatly reduced, and it has cost almost five yuan.

　　22 tractor is a 22-horsepower tractor produced by Shenyang Tractor Factory that year. It has a three-meter-long, two-meter-wide and fifty-centimeter-high body with an approved load of two tons.

　　Wanfeng’s glass is almost filled with a flat bucket.

　　 Although the tractor ran up dusty, it was much faster than a horse-drawn carriage, and suddenly it came to the courtyard of the Cuitun wire drawing factory.

　　 It took another half an hour to unload the truck, and more than 3,000 catties of glass in exchange for 23 yuan in income for Wanfeng.

　　 Then entered the usual **** link, Wan Feng lighted a cigarette to Song Yuancheng and asked a question.

　　 "The last time you asked me to inquire about Sun Wu, I have found out clearly. To be precise, he is going to be re-education through labor for seven months. From June 1 to January of the following year, the Chinese New Year will be almost the time he comes out."

　　 Liu Shengan must be cleaned up, so Sun Wu is always a real threat to Wanfeng. He must grasp the exact date this guy came out in order to take precautions.

　　 "Uncle Song, you said that this guy never does human affairs, and many people dare not say anything to him. Isn't there no one he is afraid of in the Warriors Commune?"

　　 "Wow! When did you think this kid came to our Liutun to bluff?"

　　 This Wanfeng is really unclear.

　　 "Have you ever been to Liutun?"

Song Yuancheng squinted his eyes and seemed to recall: "If I remember correctly, it should have been the year before. This guy and three or four bastards, including Wang San from Wang Tun, and Li Er from Li Zhuang, don’t know where he came from. It’s the trouble that we went to Liutun to find a man named Bi Yongjun. Zhang Guangpu took care of it, and the four of them didn’t get Zhang Guangpu and were beaten away by him. Since then, Sun Wu has never been to Liutun."

　　 It turns out that Zhang Guangpu's deeds against three or four people are Sun Wu.

　　 Wanfeng's head circulated like lightning for more than a minute, and an idea was formed in his heart.

　　 "Is Zhang Guangpu in your village now?"

　　 "You're asking that strange, where can he go if he isn't in the village?"

　　 "Doesn't he often go back to Bohai City?"

　　 "That's something in winter, he doesn't leave when the farm is busy. Hey! What are you asking for?"

　　 Wanfeng took a deep breath: "I'm going to get to know him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Do you have time tonight? Come with me to his house. Do you have friendship with him?"

　　 Song Yuancheng glanced at Wanfeng in wonder and suddenly realized: "Why are you looking for him? Oh! You don't want to learn two tricks from him, right?"

　　 Wanfeng also laughed: "In fact, that's what I think."

　　 "This is awful, someone in our village wants to learn a few tricks from him, he never teaches it."

　　 "They are them and I am me, there is no contrast."

　　 "Well, what time do you come in the evening, don't be too late, my family and his family live in the street, and the friendship is pretty good."

　　 "When does his family finish their meal?"

　　 Song Yuancheng thought for a while: "How can it be seven o'clock after dinner at this time."

　　 It's normal. In summer, rural families usually have dinner at this time. Now it's still dark at seven o'clock in this season.

　　 "Does he smoke and drink? How many children do he have?"

　　 "Drink some alcohol, but cigarettes don't seem to be smoked. There are two children, one son and one daughter. The son is five years old and the daughter is seven years old."

　　 In these short words, Wan Feng had the general situation of Zhang Guangpu's family in his mind.

　　 Drinking and not smoking have a boy, a girl and two children. As for Zhang Guangpu’s wife, Wan Feng did not ask, it is not a very important clue.

　　 "Well, at seven o'clock in the evening you come to Liutun Village and wait for me first."

　　 Sitting on the tutu tractor back to the Jiangwei brigade team headquarters, Wan Feng walked into the brigade supply and marketing cooperative.

　　 glanced at the counter and couldn't help but feel a headache.

　　 Don’t look at the faded posters above the counter, which reads developing economy and ensuring supply, but in fact, the products on the counter are very single and scarce.

　　 cannot guarantee supply at all.