Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

September 23rd, 1980, August 15th of the lunar calendar, Mid-Autumn Festival.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly and warmly on the street. Several ducks kept turning their heads, staring nervously at Congxi Chengjia's cow-like flower dog.

Huagou was obviously not interested in these pretentiously affectionate ducks. He lazily glanced at these noisy ducks, then turned around and shook his head and tail at Cong Xicheng who ran out of the yard.

Wan Feng was walking on this sunny street, listening to the symphony of chickens, ducks, geese and dogs, he suddenly felt a touch of emotion and a trace of sadness in his heart.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was originally a festival for family reunion, but now he is walking alone on the street in a foreign land, while his parents, siblings are far away in Longjiang, three thousand miles away.

It is said that the moon is the moon of the hometown, and people are the people of the hometown. At this moment, Wan Feng began to miss his relatives.

I don't know what my parents and siblings are doing now? Will they also think of themselves who are thousands of miles away at this time?

At this time in the last life, he was still young and did not have the experience of the present, so he did not have this feeling of homesickness at all, but this kind of homesickness really emerged in this life.

It surges quietly from the bottom of my heart and then rises all the way to the eyes.

Wan Feng wiped the corners of his eyes and took out a letter from his pocket.

The person who wrote this letter was his younger brother Wan Jun. When he received this letter yesterday, he was very surprised by the handwriting on the envelope.

"Brother, when will you come back? The local children in the company always bully us, especially when Hongwei and Yang Shoujun often beat us, and those Dongshan people always bully us because of the large number of people, and the children in Hualinzi also bully us. Bully us, come back quickly."

What the younger brother said in the letter was true. The two people mentioned in the letter were the king of children in their company. Wan Feng did not change his fate of being bullied when he returned in his previous life.

He couldn't beat Dang Hongwei and Yang Shoujun at all, and was bullied for a whole winter.

Wan Feng read this letter several times. When he read it the first time, he was filled with righteous indignation and wished he could go back to Longjiang to clean up the people who bullied his younger brothers and sisters. But when he read this letter now, this feeling has become Plain as water.

After all, his current mental age is not thirteen. Although he is not opposed to beating and killing, he has indeed passed the mental age that is easy to get hot.

Although he has fought several battles so far after Jiangwei, he did not initiate each conflict, he was just a passive responder.

Of course he will call back when someone calls.

It's impossible for someone to slap him on the left cheek and he can hand over the right cheek, even if he was cowardly in the last life, he never behaved like a slut.

Could it be that now that I have this strength, I still have to endure it?

He wrote a reply letter to his younger brother, telling him that he could not go back for the time being, and he had to learn to deal with the situation he encountered by himself, and if he couldn't do it, he could wait until he went back.

What else could he say, could he tell his younger brother that if someone bullied him, he would stab him with a knife?

Wan Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"Wan Feng, you haven't played with us for a long time, shall we roll the hoop today?" Cong Xicheng chased up from behind while rolling the hoop, and proposed to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng wasn't interested in playing with these brats. He and the blacksmith and other boys spent the whole day rolling hoops, throwing Fang Bao, or researching the future of someone's melon jujube.

Although he is also a kid, his ideological realm is far behind.

So when Xicheng and the others were running around the streets with hoops, he had already arrived at Xiaoshutun on the tractor driven by Xiao Jun.

The brigade yard is as quiet as a cemetery today, the big iron gates are tightly closed, and all the units in the brigade yard, from the supply and marketing cooperatives, health centers to the brigade department carpenter's shop and blacksmith's shop, are all empty. I went home for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Wan Feng asked Xiao Jun to drive the tractor directly to the door of Wang He's house.

It's three poles high in the sun, and Wang He hasn't gotten up yet.

Today's young people are so worthless, even if a daughter-in-law comes home, you can't stay up at this time! What do you make your parents think? What do the neighbors think? What do those flowers and plants, cats and dogs think?

Wang He came out yawning, completely ignoring the contemptuous eyes of the cats and dogs in the yard.

Xiao Jun drove the tractor to the avenue for a circle, and Wan Feng and Wang He sat on the stone in front of Wang He's house.

"Do you still remember the boxes you made for me last time?" Wan Feng handed Wang He a cigarette.

Wang He agreed while lighting a cigarette: "Didn't you say that you would do it again in the future, so I kept the style and size."

"Last time, I used fiberboard as the outer shell. I found that the fiberboard was too thin to meet my requirements. This time I will replace it all with solid wood, one centimeter thick solid wood. I only pay for it, and you will be responsible for it." Workers bring materials, how much do you calculate the cost of a box?"

Wang He took a wooden stick and drew on the ground. After drawing for a long time, he finally said, "It's two yuan and three."

"Is everything included?"

This price did not exceed Wan Feng's expectation, and it was within the acceptable range.

Wang He nodded.

"Can you paint the shell that brown bark-like color for me?"

"This is no problem, but there will be an extra 20 cents."

"Then it's two yuan and five for one. Make five for me first, hurry up for the first one, and don't worry about the rest."

"Then you come over in four or five days to get the first one, okay?"

After the matter of the wooden box was settled, Wan Feng walked to the avenue and waited for Xiao Jun who had gone somewhere to come back.

More than ten minutes later, Xiao Jun came back with the tractor, and Wan Feng followed the tractor to the brick and tile factory.

Today's brick and tile factory had several female audiences, and Wan Feng counted five girls in total.

Apparently these five girls were the unmarried fiancees of some of the guys in the Wahou team. The brick and tile factory still had half a day of work in the morning.

Two of them, Wan Feng, met last night, and they were the fiancées of the two brothers Yang Yongwen.

The two girls looked at the time on their wrists from time to time, wondering if they were anxious for their fiancé to get off work or to show their electronic watches.

The eyes of the other three girls seemed to have a deep sense of loss. They found that almost all the girls in Wahou had electronic watches, but they did not.

Wan Feng knew that he had three more electronic watches to be sold on credit.

Sure enough, as soon as the bell rang for the end of get off work, three young men came to Wan Feng with the self-evident purpose of asking for the electronic watch on credit.

After confirming the color the other party wanted, Wan Feng told them to bring it to the court in the afternoon. Anyway, these guys will come to the court to play in the afternoon.

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