Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

With Wan Feng's punch and kick, Zhang Xiangping has no ability to resist in a short time.

The reason why Wan Feng was able to make Zhang Xiangping temporarily incapable of resisting with one blow was mainly because of surprise and Zhang Xiangping never expected that Wan Feng would fight back and be so brutal.

"You bastard who doesn't want your face, the man at the door of your house, you are so fucking shameless. I really think I'm easy to bully."

Wan Feng wanted to give him a kick, but Lao Tzu's cantaloupe and fish were so delicious, he had to spit them out.

But when I saw someone in Wolong Village running towards this side, I didn't dare to fight.

"Today's matter is not over yet, let's settle the debt slowly, and I will punish you once I see you in the future."

Turn around and get in the car, and run a long way by going downhill for a while.

Wanfeng kicked hard on this road, without even turning his head back, he ran through Xielingzi to Dashutun in one breath, and he took a breath when he saw no one was chasing him.

He won't be afraid when he gets to Jiangwei's territory, and the people under the crouching dragon don't dare to chase after him.

Originally, Wan Feng wanted to take a tour of Xu Bin's house, but when he thought that there was nothing left in the car, except for a melon left for Luan Feng, he didn't feel like going there, so he took the main road back to Wahou.

The first thing he did after returning to his grandma's house was to clean the basket. Although there was a black plastic sheet, the basket still smelled of fish.

If I go to sell melons tomorrow, can I still sell them?

He brushed it with a shoe brush for more than half an hour, and the basket didn't smell a little fishy.

Tomorrow, I have to find a way to go to the agricultural materials company to see if there is any thick tube-shaped plastic to buy two pieces, so that the fishy smell can be lightened.

After brushing the basket, Wan Feng began to test his results of the day.

I made two yuan by selling melons, two yuan by buying popsicles, and two yuan and a half by selling fish. This shameless old man will see how I deal with you.

Although the other party suffered a bit, the more Wan Feng thought about it, the angrier he became. You, a person in your forties and fifties, embarrass him and a child, no matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense.

The trouble of going to Wolong to find Zhang Xiangping by myself seems unnecessary now, but can we meet this old guy in Jiangwei brigade?

Will this guy go to the market in Gushan Commune?

For the time being, there is only one market in Gushan, a farm in five communes with a radius of tens of miles, and the rest of the communes are almost concentrated in the spring to autumn of 1981.

The Warriors Commune opened in May of 1981, and the Heijiao Commune opened later. If Wan Feng remembers correctly, it should be in August 1981. The Blue Mountain Farm opened in the spring of next year, and the Jiaojiaolou Commune a little further away opened Set in the winter month of next year.

Now this area is only a market in Gushan. Wan Feng does not believe that this product does not go to the market.

Uncle Tun has been idle all year long, so there is no reason not to visit the market.

There are two routes from Huangjialing to Gushanji. One route is to walk down the shop to Dapuzi and then pass through Sunjiabao Jiangtun to reach Gushan.

The other is to cross the river to Gushan through the Huanghui brigade and the Wei brigade.

In terms of the distance of the distance, it is natural that taking the road of Jiangwei is relatively short, but it is not so short. If Zhang Xiangping goes to the market, 90% of the time he will go to Jiangwei.

I don't believe that I can't meet you, how can I give up if I don't pay several times the price for eating my food.

Wan Feng carefully kept the recipe written by Yang Yu.

Luan Feng didn't come out tonight for some unknown reason, and the cantaloupe left by Wan Feng was useless, so he stuffed it into his stomach.

Today he walked a short distance, more than 70 miles back and forth, feeling a little sleepy, so he went home to sleep.

At six o'clock in the morning, Wan Feng arrived at Laoliangtou's melon patch on time, and started his day's journey after packing the melons.

Still continuing yesterday's routine, go to Blue Mountain to unload the popsicle box at the cold drink factory, and then enter the city.

Today he did not stop in front of No. 2 Department Store,

Instead, he went directly to the gate of the county hospital.

What surprised Wan Feng was that there were actually people waiting here to buy his melons, there were about six or seven people, and the middle-aged man who finally made the round yesterday was also waiting here.

"You finished eating all the melons you bought yesterday?" Wan Feng asked in surprise, this is too good to eat, isn't it, cantaloupe as a meal?

"There are several patients in my father's ward. You see, I bought quite a lot. When I go back, there are still more wolves and less meat. I will buy more today. Give me ten catties first."

It's a good sign that the car opens without stopping.

The middle-aged man bought ten catties for the first order, and the next person who took over was your five catties and the other six catties. When these waiting people disappeared, Wan Feng's melons were left with more than twenty catties.

Wan Feng stayed for another half an hour, and at around 8:30, none of the melons were left. Wan Feng wanted to keep two but failed.

He parked the car and walked into the hospital.

He was a little worried about the aunt who had a broken bone yesterday. Her family members probably came too. He wanted to go and see, and to see if he could get back the three yuan he had advanced yesterday.

That's three yuan, and he's not a prostitute.

Arriving at the orthopedic ward where the aunt lived yesterday, Wan Feng knocked on the door.

"Come in!" someone said inside.

Wan Feng pushed the door open and entered, and was startled as soon as he entered the room.

There were three or four young men standing at the door of the house, staring at him like a tiger, they didn't look like good people.

There are still inside, and this room seems to have become an exclusive ward, and the rest of the patients don't know where to go.

Am I in the wrong room?

Wan Feng was wondering, when someone shouted from the hospital bed: "It's him!"

Following the words, a burly man in his thirties walked up to Wan Feng and grabbed his lapel with his hands.

"Little bastard, it turned out that you drove my mother into the hospital. This time I caught you. How do you deal with this matter?"

Fuck! Was touched?

Wan Feng raised his hands high as a sign of surrender: "Uncle! Did you make a mistake?"

"No mistake, my mother said it was you."

At this time, another woman's voice came from the hospital bed: "Asshole! He sent me to the hospital and paid for the medical bills in advance. It wasn't him who hit me."

The big man was confused, and pulled Wan Feng to the hospital bed: "Mom! What did you say?"

The aunt who was sent to the hospital by Wan Feng yesterday slapped her across the face: "Don't let go! This kid sent me in yesterday."

The big man loosened his grip on Wan Feng's chest.

"Auntie! Are you feeling better?"

The aunt smiled: "It's much better. The doctor said that I can go home in the afternoon. What a wonderful child. What's your name?"

"My name is Wan Feng."

Wan Feng is not someone who does good deeds without leaving a name. Of course, you have to leave a name for a good deed. Maybe you will get rewarded at any time. How can someone reward you if you don't leave a name?

"This is my son, Xia Qiulong, let's get to know each other."

Wan Feng timidly looked at the guy who pinched his neck just now: "Xia...Uncle Xia..."