Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Today is Wednesday afternoon, the school is on holiday as usual, so I don't have to go to school.

Wan Feng locked himself in the room all afternoon, writing and drawing until it was almost dark before putting away the pen and paper.

This afternoon's writing and drawing made him feel tired, so after eating and exercising by the river, he came back to sleep and didn't go anywhere.

The solar term is a very strange thing. It seems to be just a red number under the calendar card, but the change is obvious.

Frost today.

The most intuitive change is that the sweet potato leaves planted in the yard behind my grandma's house turned from green to black overnight.

There is also a thin layer of hoarfrost on the branches and grass blades.

It is said that frost-beaten eggplants are limp, but Wan Feng was like frost-beaten eggplants when he went to school.

Today he has to go to class because tomorrow he has to ask for leave.

"Ah! Asking for leave again? Tomorrow is Friday and the day after tomorrow is Sunday. How many classes have you attended this week?" When Wan Feng asked for leave again after school in the afternoon, Zhou Xiaowen frowned.

Wan Feng counted: "Three days."

"Is there three days? Let's take a look. You didn't come on Monday, did you? You didn't come on Wednesday? You're going to ask for leave this Friday. Don't you have classes on Tuesday and Thursday?"

"Hey, isn't there still Saturday? If you don't come on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, you must come on February, Thursday, and Saturday."

"So next Tuesday, Thursday, or Saturday won't come, but Monday, Wednesday, Friday?"

"It's not clear yet,

If there is nothing to do, I may be here every day, and if there is something to do, I may not come for a week. "

"Then can you catch up with your studies?"

"Teacher, you see that I often ask for leave, do you think my grades are affected?"

Zhou Xiaowen recalled carefully and suddenly found that Wan Feng's grades were not affected. Although this guy's grades were not top-notch in the class, his grades were always in the sixth or seventh place in the class no matter whether it was the test, the bottom-up test or even the mid-term and final exams. The location, neither up nor down.

This is weird, could this guy really be a goblin?

Zhou Xiaowen nodded: "I don't understand how you did it. You often ask for leave and don't go to class, and your homework is not written by you at all. I can guess it with my legs when I get home. You can't even read a book, but Your grades are always in the top ten, the only explanation is..."

"Teacher, please don't say that I cheated on the exam, that is a great insult to my personality." He resolutely refused to give Zhou Xiaowen the chance to put shit on his head.

Although he has never been to college, he has graduated from high school anyway, even if he doesn't take the first-year junior high school courses, he will still be able to.

"Is it cheating? You will know the day after tomorrow. Tell me, why do you ask for leave tomorrow? Go to Bohai Sea or Hongya?"

"That's not going, my aunt's new house will be erected tomorrow."

"It's none of your business, won't it be over if you go home and have a meal at noon?"

"Hey, I set up my aunt's new house all by myself. I'm the commander-in-chief. Can I not be present for something as big as the upper beam?"

Of course Wan Feng had to be present. Although the real protagonist on the day of raising the beam was the carpenter, he was a full-court dispatcher.

"I really can't do anything about you. It's best to ask for less leave in the future."

"It's impossible. I have too many things to do all day long. Staying in school will delay my old affairs. Teacher, how about I take a break from school? I will take the exam when the final exam is due."

"This is impossible, hurry up and get out."

So, Wan Feng had no choice but to leave, and went home like lightning, threw away his schoolbag and ran to Xiaonanshan.

Some bricklayers were digging the foundation of the courtyard wall, and some were slipping cracks on the brick wall.

The main beam has been sawed down by Mr. Wang and his son and the best part of a four-meter length has been cut off. Mr. Wang is meticulously peeling the bark of the tree.

After peeling the main beam, it is necessary to draw dragons and phoenixes. It can be said that the carpenter is the core figure from now on.

Wan Feng, the core character, has always been not sloppy at all, and Jiang Fanyan and Chen Xiangjiu with tin foil are enough to show his sincerity.

Mr. Wang is also a drinker, and he takes a sip from time to time while working.

According to Wan Feng's experience, such people almost end up with cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral thrombosis, and few of them live to the age of seventy.

This Wan Feng will definitely not tell Mr. Wang, lest people feel unhappy. From now until tomorrow when the carpenter comes down from the beam, the carpenter is absolutely not someone to offend.

Wan Feng chatted with Mr. Wang for a while, and when he saw Yang Hai, he got up and walked towards Yang Hai.

Yang Hai came to watch the excitement. People in Waqian said that there was an old and vigorous house built on the back hill, and the entire Jiangwei brigade did not have such a house, and he came to have a look, thinking about it. Find a good location in advance when you come to Gun Xiaomantou tomorrow.

I didn't want to see Wan Feng was there as soon as I got here, and walked towards him.

He didn't know that Wan Feng would not beat him up, so he secretly took precautions.

"Yang Hai, it's been almost a year since you've been loafing around at home, bobcat and beast?"

Yang Hai remained silent.

"Have you played enough? If you haven't played enough, then you can continue to play. If you have played enough, should you do something serious? Come and sit."

Wan Feng took two red bricks and threw them on the ground, one for each person, took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw one over.

Yang Hai took Yan and secretly glanced at the writing on Yan.

Fuck! Front door!

Wan Feng took out the lighter and lit it for Yang Hai.

"You will be sixteen during Chinese New Year. You are considered an adult here. You might become a father before liberation. Aren't you ashamed to wander around all day?"

Yang Hai took a puff of the cigarette, which was much better than the dry tobacco he secretly smoked.

"Your cousin is earning money seriously now, don't you think he should do something? At least he doesn't need your parents to support you."

"But for what?"

"Do you mean to work in our team's brick and tile factory? If you want to go to my uncle Zhuping tomorrow afternoon, just say that I introduced you, and he will arrange a job for you that you can do."

Yang Hai is submissive.

"What, are you tired? I can tell you that the day when the pie falls from the sky will never happen in this life. If you don't keep your feet on the ground, I suspect that you will not even be able to find a wife in the future. A man who can't find a wife is the most failed man."

"I'm not tired, I'm from Waqian, can this work?"

"That's not a problem. I'll do it if I say yes. Tomorrow afternoon, the brick and tile factory will start construction after the house is finished. You can just go. Why don't you earn thirty or fifty by the end of the year? If you don't have the money to buy firecrackers in the new year. "

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow, and I'll tell my dad when I get home." After speaking, he got up and left.

Looking at Yang Hai's back, Wan Feng shook his head.

It seems that since I was reborn, how have I dealt with such a person? Jiang Jun, Yang Hai, Xiao Jun, Qi Guangli, Xia Qiulong, Liu Shengan, Yu Qingtao...

Two-thirds of these people have been brought back to the right path by him. Shouldn't the country give him a pennant or something?

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