Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

It was almost noon, and Xiao Jun also closed the stall. Hearing Wan Feng's words, he took five or six little brothers and pushed the two-wheeled cart to the Yina River.

Five or six of Xiao Jun's little brothers pushed the two-wheeled cart and ran so fast.

"Be gentle and slow, don't knock down the sewing machine." Wan Feng reminded worriedly, the sewing machine was finally repaired, and these guys ran for a while so as not to break it again.

"Push slowly, what's the hurry." Xiao Jun shouted.

Those boys really slowed down, laughing and pushing towards the river.

"I rented it for one yuan and thirty cents this morning." Xiao Jun and Wan Feng walked behind the group of boys and showed off the results of the morning to Wan Feng.

"Wait until the next market, I'll take the batch of books at home and exchange them, so as to keep them fresh. Did you earn any money for your mother?"

"I gave half of it, and I kept half. My mother treats me well now, and never scolds me again."

How fresh, I can make money and call you a fart.

"You can use your money to buy some books from the supply and marketing cooperative that are not available in our bookstall and rent them out separately. The money is yours. I will take out my books when your bookstall grows large."

Now the two Qian Wanfeng who are rented out by Xiaorenshu for a day are no longer in his eyes, and to him it is better than nothing.

He no longer intends to invest in Xiaorenshu, and of course he has no objection to other people's investment.

"Is that good?"

"What's wrong, if I tell you to do it, you can do it, or you can go to Wahou with me in the afternoon and copy down the names of the little books at my house, so that you don't buy them too much."

"Let's forget it. I have to go to Xiaogushan to rent books in the afternoon. The time wasted is money. When you exchange books at the next market, I will know the names."

That's right, it's only four or five days.

"Children! Get out of the way!"

Before they knew it, they had crossed the orchard by the river and in front of them was the Inna River.

Wan Feng and Xiao Jun were chatting excitedly, when a shout suddenly sounded behind them, which startled them both.

Wan Feng turned his head and saw a person on a bicycle coming from behind him. When he saw the person, Wan Feng was stunned, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he deeply understood the meaning of Yuanjialu narrow.

It was Zhang Xiangping who came here!

It’s true that there is a way to heaven, you don’t go, there is no way to hell, you crawl in, you can’t find you, and you appear here.

This guy must have come to the Gushan market for a stroll, seeing if there is not even a bird feather on his bicycle, this is a white market.

It can't be said that he is just wandering around Baiji, looking at the little face that is flushed like a monkey's butt, at least he has drunk the wine of Gushan.

Wan Feng pulled Xiao Junshan to the side of the road and gave way to the road.

The cyclist's face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol again. When he swayed past Wan Feng, he turned his head and unexpectedly saw Wan Feng smiling at him.

"It's you little bastard..." Zhang Xiangping's face suddenly changed color.

Xia Wolong has been widely rumored that he was kicked in the balls by a child, and his story has become the entertainment headlines of Xia Wolong people after dinner, especially those women who see him in the past two days ask him if the thing he pissed on is not hurt.

For Zhang Xiangping, who was used to domineering in the village, this was a great shame in his life.

He vowed to deal with the boy who dared to kick his balls severely.

Yesterday, I finally ran into this kid in Shangmashi, but he ran away, which made him very angry.

Didn't expect to meet here today.

Zhang Xiangping was probably dazed by the cat urine, he forgot where it was.

"Yes, it's me!"

While speaking, Wan Feng raised his foot and kicked Zhang Xiangping's ass who was still riding on the bike.

Zhang Xiangping was so kicked that he and his car fell over in the sand on the side of the road.

Zhang Xiangping rolled over and stood up from the ground, pointing at Wan Feng's face: "The paralyzed little bitch is looking for death,

Believe it or not, I..."

Wan Feng didn't allow him to finish his sentence and kicked Zhang Xiangping again.

When Zhang Xiangping staggered backwards, Xiao Jun rushed up from one side and punched Zhang Xiangping in the face.

Although Xiao Jun didn't know what happened, but Wan Feng had no reason not to do it, no matter who was right and who was wrong.

The guys pushing the cart in front heard a sound behind them, turned around and saw the two bosses fighting with them, and rushed over like a swarm of bees after putting the cart on the beach by the side of the road with a bang.

When he got close, he hugged his legs and hugged his waist without asking the reason, pinching his hands and gnashing his teeth, all in the posture of an ant gnawing on a bone.

Zhang Xiangping was unlucky for the whirlwind of gossip, and within a short time, he was pushed to the ground by a group of children and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Wan Feng pulled those boys away, and looked down at Zhang Xiangping who was lying on the ground panting heavily.

"You old bastard, now you know who I am? Don't think that children are easy to bully. Will you still bully children in the future? Get up!"

Zhang Xiangping lay on the ground determined not to get up.

Now that he is sober from the wine, he also understands in his heart that these children are not easy to mess with, and it is better to lie down all the time than to get up and lie down.

Wan Feng wanted to beat him a few more times, but Zhang Xiangping couldn't survive.

Wan Feng stepped on Zhang Xiangping's face and his head on the sand.

"Do you dare to bully me again in the future?"

"Don't dare anymore." Zhang Xiangping said with a whimper.

Zhang Xiangping is also an old fritter, and he knows that a good man will not suffer from immediate losses, so he hastened to give up.

People like him can be beaten and bullied to death, those who can't be beaten will run away, and those who can't run will be subdued.

Uncle Tun almost always has this virtue.

"When you're paralyzed, I'll provoke Lao Tzu to kill you! If you see Lao Tzu walking around again, get out!"

With a bruised nose and swollen face, Zhang Xiangping got up from the ground, picked up his bicycle and staggered away.

"Just let him go?" Xiao Jun asked suspiciously.

"Are you still going to beat him to death? Don't look at us as children who beat someone to death and we are sent to reeducation through labor."

"What hatred do you have with this guy?" Xiao Jun asked looking at Zhang Xiangping's back.

Wan Feng recounted what happened to him in Huangjialing two days ago.

"It's time to beat! Adults bully children and beat them lightly. I should have known how many times I just beat them."

Meeting Zhang Xiangping here was just an accidental episode, the main thing was the sewing machine.

Xiao Jun's little brother pushed the two-wheeler to the river again, and hurriedly unloaded the sewing machine.

"You go back to eat, the car will be here later." These children helped him to here and fought for him, Wan Feng felt sorry and wanted them to go back for lunch.

"Don't! In case that old bastard comes back again, we'll wait for your car to arrive before leaving."

Now Xiao Jun is probably very much looking forward to Zhang Xiangping's return to the carbine, so that he can enjoy himself again.

Zhang Xiangping back? That's impossible, this is not Huangjialing, if he kills the carbine, he will be the number one idiot in the world.