Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Before going out, Zhou Bingde said a joke: "I never thought that I signed a contract with a child like you today, and I don't know if this is a joke?"

Wan Feng patted his chest: "Don't worry, the brick and tile factory in Wahou was built with my idea. I am a serious shareholder of the brick and tile factory. My word counts. We will start sending a car of bricks and tiles tomorrow. Check the quality."

After the contract was completed, Wan Feng's heart immediately felt infinitely relaxed, and the biggest worry came to him.

He and Xia Qiulong walked side by side on the street, and Xiao Wu pushed the bicycle for him.

"Brother Xia! When the brick and tile truck arrives tomorrow, you may be asked to take it to the delivery location. I don't necessarily have to go, I have other things. If the person who inspects the quality is picky at that time, the delivery box will be about the same." Just put the cigarettes on it, and it doesn’t need to exceed two cents.”

People in the 1980s were still very innocent, Xia Qiulong didn't seem to understand: "Is this considered unhealthy?"

Wan Feng chuckled: "Don't bother so much as long as it's easy to use. A pack of cigarettes isn't considered unhealthy. If the other party doesn't find fault with it, then don't give it to them. It's a bit of a saving."

During the conversation, the three walked to the gate of the county textile printing and dyeing factory.

"Old Xia!" A woman's voice came from the direction of the textile printing and dyeing factory, and then a woman in her thirties walked over from the door of the textile printing and dyeing factory.

The woman in her thirties has some good looks, her face is slightly pale, and she has a kind of morbid beauty.

"Xiao Wan! This is your sister-in-law."

Wan Feng was a polite child, and he called out respectfully, "Hello, sister-in-law!"

"This is Brother Xiaowan."

The woman's eyes lit up: "You are Brother Xiao Wan, I never thought you would be so brave at such a young age."

Obviously, Xia Qiulong told his wife about Wan Feng fighting side by side with him.

"Brother Xiao Wan, sit down at home some other day, and my sister-in-law will cook something delicious for you."

"Okay, I must disturb my sister-in-law another day."

The woman frowned as soon as she turned her face to Xia Qiulong: "Old Xia, look at Brother Xiaowan, and then look at you, what do you look like wandering around all day long and not doing business properly!"

Xia Qiulong blushed: "I am not doing business today, we are doing business."

"What's the business? What's the business? Let me hear it."

Xia Qiulong was obedient and didn't say a word for a long time.

Wan Feng opened his eyes for a while, he never thought that Xia Qiulong, an indomitable man, is also a strict wife! Wow ha ha ha ha.

But he could only laugh inside his stomach, not out loud.

"Sister-in-law! Brother Xia is indeed doing business today."

In order for Mrs. Xia's wife to be strict about not kneeling on the washboard tonight, Wan Feng stepped forward and told the whole story back and forth.

The woman's complexion immediately improved, and she even looked a little happy: "It's not bad, no matter how much money you make, at least do something, brother Xiaowan, you will be in charge of your brother Xia from now on, you must drive him to the right path."

Is he a donkey? I still need to drive him.

"Hey! Sister-in-law, it doesn't seem to be my business, does it?"

"That's the deal, if your brother Xia can't get on the right way in the future, sister-in-law, I'll take you as a question."

Wan Feng is a depressed, unlucky person who has a big burden on his body for no reason. What does this have to do with me? Am I full?

Xia Qiulong's wife went gracefully.

"Brother Xia! Brother, I look down on you too much. I didn't expect that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are also strict with your wife? Can you still do it?" Wan Feng sarcastically asked.

Xia Qiulong smiled helplessly: "Brother, you don't know, your sister-in-law is suffering from several diseases and needs to take medicine every day, the doctor told her not to make her angry. My brother and I are now like this. Life at home is actually quite tight. Your sister-in-law is currently retiring from illness, and it is estimated that she will be retiring in a month or two.

Can only recuperate at home. "

What kind of disease did you get sick at a young age? This is why Xia Qiulong's wife is so strict?

Illness retirement seems to be 70% or 80% of salary? How much is that one month? Xia Qiulong has no income and has two teenage children at home. Life in the city is really not easy.

"Ah! I said Brother Xia, aren't you lying to yourself to play? You try not to make her angry here and are willing to be a strict wife, and you don't do your job properly on the other side. Do you think my sister-in-law will be even more angry?"

Xia Qiulong stretched out his hand and touched his head: "I don't really want to do this either. The textile printing and dyeing factory is full of old women. The factory only costs more than 30 yuan a month. I really can't stay there. There is no way to find a good place. It has become what it is now.”

"It's okay, it will be fine in the future, everything will be fine, and it will be better in the future. Now I'm leaving, don't forget to wait for us at the county hospital tomorrow."

After Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong separated, they went to the No. 2 Department Store. The needs of those Huaichun girls and young women in Wahou couldn't be forgotten. If they forgot to go back, they might sneeze a lot this night.

Those women behind the scenes might say something cursing.

According to the records in the small book, I bought all the thread clothes of various colors, and then bought two feet of white cloth and started the return journey.

After returning to Wa, Wan Feng went to the brick and tile factory in about an hour.

The brick factory was very busy. Thirty or forty people circled around the machine for processing water billets like ants on a hot pot. The top of the reinstalled red brick kiln was emitting faint blue smoke.

A busy scene in full swing,

Zhang Hai stood expressionlessly under a pergola with his hands behind his back, looking at the green smoke curling up from the brick kiln, wondering what he was thinking.

There is a table in the pergola, and beside the table is a bucket with a scoop on it.

Wan Feng went to the table, picked up the water ladle, scooped up a ladle of water, and poured it down.

The water is well-pull cold water just pulled out from the well. Drinking this is so enjoyable that it is cold to the soles of my feet.

"Wow! It's so cool!" Throwing down the water ladle and wiping his mouth, he sat down on the wooden bench.

Zhang Hai turned his head and glanced at Wan Feng without saying anything.

"Uncle Zhang Hai, my aunt ran away with someone?"

Zhang Hai stared: "Who said that?"

"Then why didn't you show any warm welcome when I came back?"

"What good news do you have for me to warmly welcome?"

"Hehe! Humans are very realistic. If you have good news, you will be happy, but if you don't have good news, you will be stern. When will you be able to reach a high level like a bird in the sky?"

Zhang Hai twisted his buttocks and sat opposite Wan Feng: "Your slick tongue seems to have good news, let me hear it."

"I sold sixty catties of cantaloupe today, and I made two yuan. Is this considered good news?" Wan Feng grabbed a palm fan and fanned it.

"What kind of good news is this?"

It's not good news if it has nothing to do with him.

Wan Feng took out a few pieces of paper from his satchel and pushed them in front of Zhang Hai.