Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"Nephew! We've been running this advertisement for several days, why doesn't anyone come to buy bricks and tiles?"

Zhang Hai also imitated Wan Feng and tapped two bricks to listen to the sound, although he couldn't hear Zi Wu Mao You.

"What are you in a hurry for? If you have goods, you don't have to worry about customers. I'm afraid that if there are too many people asking you to approve notes, you will be inflated. Let's make a deal. I don't care what relatives you have in your family. How do you arrange it? Those who pay the bricks must arrange a place for my aunt."

Of course, I have to find a good place for my relatives. People don't care about themselves, and they have to wrestle when they walk.

Although this thought was a bit negative, Wan Feng felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Hai scolded with a smile: "The little brat came to me through the back door."

Wan Feng argues: "What do you mean by going through the back door? My aunt has at least finished elementary school and can be regarded as a cultural person. She can live well enough to pay for a brick in a brick factory and waste future generations? Let me tell you." , if you don’t need it, you must give me an explanation.”

"Paralyzed, you've been raped by your little bastard, so let her be a cashier, but what will she do?"

Wan Feng curled his lips: "Don't forget what my grandfather does in the orchard, he's always there for school."

Grandpa Wan Feng is a custodian and cashier in the orchard, and there is a ready-made master at home.

Zhu Ping, who came out of the cement tile factory, yelled at Wan Feng: "I'm not going home for dinner, you're talking nonsense!"

Wan Feng waved his hand to say goodbye to Zhang Hai and followed Zhu Ping back, all the people who lived in Dongtou, Jiang Xue was among them.

Wan Feng looked at his brother-in-law and Jiang Xue flirtatiously from behind them, and felt annoyed, you spend more time playing poker and chatting with Jiang Xue at night, maybe I have cousins ​​now.

Wan Feng said yesterday that if Zhu Ping eats grass for two days, he will know how cute fish is.

He didn't go out to do business today, so he didn't bring any fish back. The food on the table became potatoes stewed with beans again, which is the most eaten dish in the countryside in summer.

"Ah! Do you want to eat this today?" Zhu Ping was very disappointed.

"That's not bad. According to my opinion, you should be eating grass today. After eating fish for two days, you're as good as shit. This time it's a shriveled eggplant." Wan Feng sneered.

"I heard that you helped Luan Feng buy a sewing machine." The aunt who usually didn't communicate much with Wan Feng suddenly said from the side.

"Yes, her master contacted her with a second-hand sewing machine."

"Why don't you get me one?"

Wan Feng rolled his eyes: "I told you it was her master who contacted her, besides, do you know how to use it?"

"It looks good at home if you don't know how to use it. Besides, I can learn it."

"Pull it down, as long as you are clumsy and can still learn, I got you a good job in the brick and tile factory, you don't need to work hard and don't need to be exposed to the wind and sun, cover your face and deal with yourself in the future That's the way you live your life, bastard."

Zhu Yan became angry: "I am your aunt, you talk to me in this tone?"

"Hehe! How should I say it? It's all the truth. If you don't like to hear it, you can't change the fact. Hey! Auntie, did anyone say anything to you?"

While speaking, Wan Feng moved closer to Zhu Yan's side.

Zhu Yan stood up and ran away without eating.

What's the reaction? Could it be that my aunt also has ghosts in her heart? Which guy in Wahou is so blind?

Wan Feng filtered through his mind one by one the people who were of the same age as Wa Hou and his aunt, but there was really no clue.

Is it from an outside team?

No, my aunt will marry a carpenter in Paotai Village near Hongya County in the future. I haven't heard that she has any scandals in Jiangwei?

The carpenter has a bad temper and my aunt is often subjected to domestic violence. No, I will definitely not let my aunt marry that person in this life.

"Grandma! Do you have a cloth ticket?"

Wan Feng's grandmother looked at Wan Feng suspiciously: "What do you want to distribute tickets for?"

"I'm going to make you a new dress,

Take a look at how your clothes are patched and patched. "

Grandma probably hasn't worn new clothes for several years, even the old ones are all black, giving people a dull feeling.

"As an old lady, I don't care what looks good or bad, as long as I can wear whatever I want, how can I be so particular about it?"

"That won't work. In the future, we will be people of status in Wahou, and we can't dress in rags. Auntie, find a cloth ticket and come out."

My aunt rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find more than ten feet of cloth tickets and threw them in front of Wan Feng: "Make me a new dress too?"

Wan Feng looked at Zhu Yan with contempt: "Auntie, can we show some face? You are an adult and I am a child, why do you want me to ask for new clothes?"

"Hmph! Don't buy it." Zhu Yan turned and went out.

Wan Feng carefully sorted out the cloth tickets, many of which had expired, and managed to scrape together a valid cloth ticket of nine feet eight inches.

It's not easy to do anything with this cloth ticket.

Selling melons is nothing to Wan Feng now. In just a few days, he has formed a brand effect at the entrance of the county hospital. When he arrives here every day, many people are already waiting for him.

In addition to Wan Feng's sunny smile and thoughtful words to people, the melons he sells have long faces. Everyone praises the melons he sells after eating them.

Old Liangtou's great reputation in Jiangwei is really not for nothing.

The same is true today. Today Wan Feng is carrying more melons than usual. He didn’t carry a box of popsicles today. He plans to go to the yellow circle along the coast to carry fish after selling the melons. Compared with selling fish, popsicles not only take time but also make less profit. .

Because there is no popsicle box, he carried 80 catties of melons today, and they were sold out in two hours.

The father of the middle-aged man who was the first to buy his melon was discharged from the hospital today, and he went to Wan Feng's place to say goodbye to Wan Feng. His father even shook Wan Feng's hand and said bluntly that he could not have been discharged so soon without his cantaloupe.

Naturally, before leaving, the middle-aged man bought another bag of melons.

Wan Feng lamented the loss of a big client. From the perspective of the other party's spending, the middle-aged man seemed to be a rich man.

Most of the rich people in that era were state cadres or employees of some high-welfare enterprises.

Middle-aged people probably fall into this category.

When the melons were sold out, Wan Feng rode his bicycle to the No. 2 Department Store. After depositing his bicycle, he entered the store and went straight to the Huasha counter.

I glanced at the cloth on the shelf in the counter and was very disappointed.

The eyes are blue, grass, green, black and gray, and the color is really monotonous. Although there are many floral cloths, Wanfeng's grandma obviously can't wear them.

There was a male salesperson in his forties at the flower yarn counter, which gave Wan Feng an awkward feeling. Shouldn't the flower yarn sellers be female compatriots?

The key is that this man's attitude is unexpectedly good, which makes Wan Feng even more awkward.

"Kids! Do you want to buy something?"

Wan Feng nodded.