Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Without a labor force, productivity cannot be maximized. Without such a large productivity, the big pancake Zhang Hai drew just now may become a small pancake, and maybe it will become a corn pancake.

There is no joint production contract in the countryside, and the labor force of each production team is basically a radish and a pit. Don't look at the inefficient busyness all day long, but there are really no redundant people.

There are many unemployed young people in the cities, but it is impossible for them to work as coolies in the countryside to make bricks and tiles.

Even if they squat under the roots of the trees and watch the ants climb up the trees, they will not come to the countryside to perform this coolie.

Zhang Hai looked at Wan Feng for help, and Wan Feng shook his head.

For the time being, he has nothing to do.

Now is not the time when Wahou is most short of people. In winter, once Luanfeng's garment factory opens, it will be the most short time.

Many girls will enter the clothing factory, and the manpower is even less.

Then it’s time to gossip, which team’s so-and-so was caught playing hooligans with other old women, and lost an old hen; and which team’s so-and-so was chased until they peed their pants Yunyun, who else has a girl with a big belly when she gets married.

Wan Feng is not interested in listening to these things anymore. He has watched countless blockbuster love movies.

Put on your shoes and wander into the back room.

Today, there is no one in the back room, which is beyond Wan Feng's expectation, no wonder it is so quiet.

Six or seven girls sat on the kang and embroidered by the light, each with an embroidered tassel in their hands.

They are not afraid of damaging their eyes under the 25-degree light bulb.

"I said you can't change a big light bulb. It must be 100 degrees to embroider at night. Be careful if you blind yourself with a 25-degree light bulb. No one will leave it at home in the future."

Qiuyu rolled her eyes: "Doesn't the light bulb consume electricity if it's big?"

"Look what you call bird tents. Don't you make money by embroidering? If you give your sister a penny a night, your sister will be very happy. Each of you only spent a penny. For a penny, the light is bright and the embroidery is good, and the key is that your eyes don’t have to suffer, and your sister didn’t pay the electricity bill, isn’t this a happy situation!”

These people are really stupid, watching the dark lights to make mistakes for themselves.

"That's right! We can embroider at least three patterns this night, and we can earn 12 cents. How much less suffering will we each pay for one cent?" someone suggested.

"Tomorrow, let's pay for a 100-degree bulb to replace, so as not to get tired of the dark eyes." Someone responded.

Liang Hua was also embroidering with an embroidered frame in his hand.

Wan Feng approached Liang Hua: "Daughter-in-law, do you know how to embroider?"

Liang Hua squinted at Wan Feng with wide eyes and didn't speak.

"Don't look at me all the time, be careful not to prick your hands, I still look the same and haven't changed at all, it's useless to look at me."

At the beginning, she thought I was ugly, and this point must be kept in her heart and cannot be forgotten.

"If you call me daughter-in-law again, I'll tell Er Hou."

"What does this have to do with her?"

"Isn't the second monkey your wife?"

"Who said that? Don't spread rumors, okay?"

"Now everyone in the village knows you are good." Liang Hua's voice was slightly sour.

"Nonsense, our relationship is good but only limited to business. We are a partnership, don't you believe it? Did you see that we drilled cornfields or closed the curtains? Didn't see it? It's a rumor. If you don't see it, it's just a rumor. Monkey is my daughter-in-law, so you don’t have to be jealous, and it doesn’t mean that you are also my wife, you can be the younger one, then she will be the eldest wife and you will be the second wife, she will cook for you, and you will serve wine ..."

"Whoever wants to be the second wife, I will also be the first wife!" Liang Hua roared angrily.

Wan Feng laughed hehehe, very wretchedly.

Those embroidering girls were taken aback for a moment and then burst out laughing.

Only then did Liang Hua realize that he had been fooled!

This bastard is full of bad water!

After the laughter, Wan Feng said solemnly: "It's a joke, it's a joke.

I think among you people, Qiu Bao and Qiu Yu should learn to cut and make clothes when they are free, and they will be useful in the future. "

Before Wan Feng finished his sentence, he was opposed by the rest of the people: "Why can't we if they can do it?"

"Qiubao and Qiuyu can be sure that they will be descendants of Wa in the future, but you can't. Who knows where you will marry in the future? It's useless to teach you people to go away."

"Who said, what if we stay in Wahou?" A girl named Zhaodi retorted.

"So you have a goal in Wahou? Tell me and listen, and I will give you a staff officer."

Zhaodi thought about it and felt like he had been tricked again.

"We will come back to work here even if we get married in the future?" said another girl named Xi Ling.

"That depends on where you marry. If you can come back to the seaside, what a fart." Married to the most island, fifty or sixty miles away, ghosts believe that they can come back to work.

That's all Wan Feng said now, if there is not enough manpower, everyone has to use it, and it really doesn't matter where they marry in the future.

If you want to use these people, then it is time to train them now, and it will be too late to get on the bridal sedan chair and make the hijab now.

"I'll go back and discuss it with Luan Feng. In two days, I'll let you all go to her house to learn from her. Even if you don't know how to sew, you can learn to cut first."

"Second wife, you should learn too."

As soon as Liang Hua raised the embroidery needle in his hand to prick Wan Feng, Wan Feng ran out of the back room in a hurry.

Look at the time is past nine o'clock, it's time to go back.

"Uncle, aren't you going to Luan Feng's house?" Seeing that Zhu Ping didn't intend to leave, Wan Feng asked.

Zhu Ping looked blank: "Why should I go to Luan Feng's house?"

How did this elm head grow?

"Aren't you taking Jiang Xue home?"

"Isn't she still a companion when she goes back with your aunt?"

Wan Feng looked at Zhu Ping uneasily.

Zhu Ping thought for a while and reluctantly got out of the kang.

"I don't understand why Jiang Xue fell in love with you in the first place?" Walking out of the door of Liang Wan's house, Wan Feng began to criticize Zhu Ping.

"Hey, I'm tall and handsome."

"Fart! Why don't I think you look good at all?"

"What's the use of looking good, she just needs to look good at me." Zhu Pingyang was proud.

Wan Feng shook his head: "Uncle, your EQ is too low, no wonder her father doesn't like you."

"Her father doesn't think it's useful, we've already made rice..." At this point, Zhu Ping seemed to realize something was wrong, and stopped abruptly.

This is not authentic, and it is too inhumane to say only half of it.

"It's not human to talk half of what you say, so keep talking."

"That's not something you, a kid, should know."

"Cut, why don't you just make mature rice? Don't think I don't understand. What does this mean that you and my little aunt have already done something?"

Wan Feng finally remembered why my uncle got married in such a hurry in the winter of 1980. It turned out that this was the reason.

"It seems that I won't be able to sleep with you on the kang bed this winter."

"Why?"

"Are you married?"

"I'm getting married? I don't have that idea at all. Isn't it early to get married this year?"

It was still early, and it would be too late when Jiang Xue's stomach bulged.