Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

How can the car run when the driver is drunk?

"I said Uncle Yang, I'm not criticizing you. As a driver, staying away from alcohol is the most basic bottom line. Look at you now, you ran to the car and lay down. How do you want us to go back?"

What Wan Feng said was playing the piano to Niu. Yang Hong had already snored and didn't hear it at all.

Zhang Hai was dumbfounded, he couldn't go back.

The 22 tractor is started with a crank handle, of course not the handle of the walking tractor, nor the handle of the 28 tractor.

Its handle is a long pole with a circle welded on one end of the long pole. When used, it is wrapped with a rope to pull it. One person with strong strength can pull it, usually two people pull it.

The 22 tractor uses a 2100 diesel engine. The only advantage of this engine is that it is easy to start. In summer, as long as it can pass a compression through external force, it can almost ignite and start.

Wan Feng asked Zhang Hai and the old accountant to shake things up, he? Of course, I stepped on the accelerator while sitting in the car. How could it catch fire if I didn't step on the accelerator?

The condition of the tractor was quite good. Zhang Hai and the accountant just tugged on the engine and started it up.

"The car started, but who drove it?" Zhang Hai asked puzzled.

"Can you drive?" Wan Feng asked.

"I won't."

"You won't be the only one here."

Zhang Hai was taken aback: "You know how to drive?"

Isn't this nonsense, don't you dare to open it if you don't know how to open it!

"You two sit in the trailer, put Yang Hong in the middle and watch him, just don't break your head."

Zhang Hai himself was a little dazed from drinking, and he was sober at this time.

"Hey! Nephew, are you sure you can play with this iron guy?"

Isn't it just a tractor? Among the tractors he has driven, 22 is the smallest.

In his last life, after graduating from high school, Wan Feng drove the chain guide, which is a crawler tractor, for half a year in the company, and then drove Dongfanghong 28 for half a year. After the family moved back to Hongya, he drove various tractors for three years for the tractor owner.

He has driven Shanghai 50, Changchun 40 and Czech 6211 and 7211 at that time.

A 22 tractor is fart.

Not to mention driving, even if the tractor is dismantled, he can put it back together.

"Don't worry, it's enough to dig into the ditch."

Zhang Hai was surprised when he heard the words: "What! Then I think it's better to go back."

People who have served in the army are still so afraid of death, which makes Wan Feng extremely despised, why don't you go home after more than forty miles? Estimated to have to go to dark.

"It scares you, you sit down, and I will show you my skills today."

The 22 tractor is much easier to drive than the 28 tractor. Although it also has two gear levers, one of them is dedicated to high and low speed. But, unlike the 28, you have to pull two gear levers at the same time.

I haven't played with this thing for many years. It's normal to be a little familiar at first. You heard Zhang Hai's voice change. Didn't it hit the wall?

From slow to fast, Wan Feng became proficient by the time he drove out of the county seat, kicking the accelerator to the end and the tractor ran wildly all the way.

But even if you run wildly, the speed is less than 25 kilometers, which is not much faster than riding a bicycle at full speed.

In the 1980s, there were hardly a few smoking vehicles to be seen on the kilometers, even if you drive with your eyes closed, there will be no crashes.

It was almost a little bit by the time I got home.

Before reaching the brick and tile factory, Zhang Hai jumped down and ran to the side of the road to vomit.

Should! Who told you to drink so much wine at noon, and you will drink so much when you catch the wine, you will vomit to death!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hai woke up after vomiting.

"I think Yang Hong is tired in the afternoon, why don't you send this car to me in the afternoon, your car is driving well."

Wan Feng rejected Zhang Hai's proposal at the first moment. He didn't come to drive a tractor, and the rattling butt of this thing is not something to enjoy.

Besides, is he a think tank with a think tank working on the front line?

Who saw Zhuge Liang running to the battlefield to charge?

The production of brick and tile factories has now almost entirely shifted to tile making, and only a few kilns have been kept for firing bricks, and even many people who press water billets have been withdrawn.

The earliest stored tiles and the first batch of tiles that have passed the maintenance period have now become cash, and the tiles that have passed the maintenance period will not be shipped out until three days later.

Before working hours, Zhang Hai was about to give a speech again, and the young men and women of the entire brick and tile factory gathered in the shade again.

"Comrades, today I want to report to you about the work of our brick and tile factory. Today we received the first income from the brick and tile factory. After deducting freight and other expenses, there is still more than 1,480 yuan left. "

Someone took the lead and everyone applauded with tears.

This time Wan Feng didn't applaud for fear of pain in his hands.

"Although the money is not enough to repay the loan, it is a bright start, it is like the solar energy at seven or eight o'clock in the morning brings us hope"

Although Zhang Hai's literary talents were good, Wan Feng couldn't listen anymore. Zhang Hai must have thought that he was giving a government work report.

Wan Feng turned his head around in boredom, and unexpectedly discovered a phenomenon.

Holy crap, why are these female members busy with embroidery with an embroidery frame in hand.

Can this embroidery still listen to the leader's speech? This is serious lack of organization, discipline, and lack of leadership. This problem must be corrected immediately!

Wan Feng quietly went to Qiuyu, Liang Waner's sister-in-law: "Embroider dowry? Is it too early for you?"

Qiuyu seems to be only seventeen this year, and seventeen is ready to sacrifice herself?

This is too hasty.

The needle in Qiuyu's hand trembled and almost pricked her hand.

"Go, don't make trouble, take a good look, is this a dowry?"

Qiuyu's embroidery frame is covered with a piece of blue cloth, and Bu Wanfeng can tell at a glance that it is the cloth he bought from a textile printing and dyeing factory.

The blue cloth was covered with patterns one inch in size and square. There were more than ten patterns, all of which were flowers and plants.

Wan Feng immediately saw that it was a patch for Luan Fengxiu.

Unexpectedly, Luan Feng, a tiger girl, mobilized so many people to process patches for her in such a short period of time.

"Embroidered for Luan Feng?"

Qiuyu was very surprised: "How do you know?"

How do I know, of course I know the idea I came up with.

"How much does it cost to embroider this small pattern by hand?"

"For four cents, I can embroider twelve patterns with this stretcher and earn fifty cents."

Damn it, women's hearts are even darker. Wan Feng told Luan Feng that he could pay five cents for the manual fee, but Luan Feng actually saved another penny cruelly.

Wan Feng glanced at it, and there were about a dozen women embroidering in this area. They could only embroider hundreds of patches at once, but the pattern was a bit monotonous.

I have to draw some high-tech patterns for Luan Feng tonight, patterns that they have never seen before.

Such as cars, yachts, airplanes, cannons, Ye Liangchen, Pipi shrimp

Ye Liangchen alone can draw dozens of varieties, guaranteed to make them stunned.

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