Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

In 1980, if someone shouted on the street: I have 30,000 yuan!

Ninety-nine percent would think he was crazy, and another one percent would think he was drunk.

Naturally, Wan Feng would not go out on the street and call out how much money he had, since he neither drank alcohol nor was he insane.

Thirty thousand yuan in 1980 was indeed a fortune enough to cause the eyes of countless people to burst into flames, but it was not worth mentioning in Wan Feng's eyes.

Another profit of more than three hundred yuan was collected from Jiang Hongguo. He hadn't come to Jiang Hongguo to collect money for a long time, so he had saved a small sum of money.

Jiang Hong's life in the country has become prosperous. His monthly income from making wheelchairs and selling electronic watches is already around 400 to 500 yuan. In addition, He Yanhua sells some clothes when he is off work and on Sundays, and he also earns dozens of yuan a month. It is not an exaggeration to say that his family is living in a well-off life.

Because of this, it is not surprising that Jiang Hongguo and Wanfeng are all red.

Wan Feng drove a 22 tractor head on a rampage on the street. Anyway, there were not many cars on the street, so he didn't have to worry about his own safety even if he hit it.

I ran to Wujiaohua suddenly and bought all the accessories listed above according to the list made by Master Feng.

The salesperson was a woman with the eyes on the top of the celestial spirit cover, and this girl never looked at Wan Feng directly from the beginning to the end, which made Wan Feng very upset.

Anyway, I am also a flower bone of the motherland, belonging to the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning. Besides, although I am not handsome, I am not sorry for the audience.

"Comrade, show me this."

"Didn't you read this just now?" His tone was as cold as the air outside.

"Have you seen it? I forgot, then take this out and let me have a look."

It seems that the woman with menstrual disorders finally became popular: "Do you want to buy it or not? It seems that there is no end to it?"

Of course I didn't buy it, it's just to entertain you because you don't like it.

Seeing the woman at the counter pinching her waist with her hands ready to spray dung, Wan Feng retreated very cleverly, since he had already bought all the things he wanted to buy.

I will not give you a chance to get angry, let your fire suffocate in your stomach, burn your internal organs, and finally die by self-immolation.

Humming a ditty, I got on the tractor that was still chug outside, and ran towards Miaoling as soon as I stepped on the accelerator.

There are no cars on the street, and there are no trams in Hongya County, so Wanfeng's tractors are chug-chug along the entire street leading to Miaoling.

The special sound of the tractor even omitted the horn, and people on the street ran to the side of the road when they heard the chug from a long distance.

This made Wan Feng feel invincible and lonely.

Just proud of it, a bicycle rushed out of an alley.

At that time, two cars could run side by side on the streets. Jiefang did not have the momentum of passing five or six cars side by side like later generations. There were no sidewalks beside the roads, except houses and alleys.

The bicycle came out so suddenly that Wan Feng jumped and stepped on the brakes to death.

The bicycle wheel slammed into the drive wheel of the tractor and bounced back like a ball.

As soon as the cyclist fell to the ground, his melodious voice was heard: "My hand,

My legs, my belly, my ass. "

According to experience, nine out of ten people who can shout so many nouns in this kind of accident have encountered Pengci.

The Porcelain Porcelain appeared in the 1980s?

This is not scientific!

If it was a surprise robber, he should come out at night, what's the matter if he came out in broad daylight?

Wan Feng sat in the car and did not move, he was waiting for the person to call me, since other parts of the body were called, how could such an important part be left behind.

It's a pity that I didn't hear the words he wanted to hear until the man stopped moving.

Wan Feng got out of the car in disappointment, only then did he see that it was a middle-aged woman, who was sitting on the ground rubbing her ankles and looking at her bicycle with a sad face.

The front wheels of bicycles have taken on another shape.

No wonder she doesn't call me how much, it turns out she doesn't!

Wait, this woman looks familiar, isn't this Jia Baobao!

Isn't it working time now? She should be in the factory.

"Sister Jia, why is it you, your ankle is twisted? Come and let me rub it for you."

When you are done speaking, you are ready to start.

Jia Chunyan blushed: "It turned out to be you, a little villain, go, don't rub it with you."

"Sister Jia, what are you in such a hurry for, you're such a tiger-headed tiger-brained woman, aren't you in a hurry to go on a date?"

Jia Chunyan stared: "What are you talking about? Help me stand up."

Wan Feng helped Jia Chunyan up and tried to walk a few steps.

"My feet are fine, but I can't ride my bicycle anymore." Jia Chunyan said bitterly.

"Why don't you just change the wheel? Is there a car repair shop near here? I'll replace it with a new one for you."

"By the way, why don't you pull artificial cotton?"

"I'm going to pull it in two days. There's no time for these two days. Sister Jia, are you sure your leg is okay? Let me rub it for you. I have rich experience in treating sprained ankles and necks."

"Bah! With so many people, are you a man rubbing my ankle?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Understood, you can massage when no one is around."

"Oh, you little rascal, you actually eat my old lady's tofu."

"Let's go repair the bicycle. I'm still in a hurry to go back after repairing."

"Whoever bumped into my third aunt, don't let him run away!" A loud shout came from the alley, and then several people ran out whizzingly.

Wan Feng hurriedly hid behind the tractor.

When the situation is not good, it is his usual style to run away.

Jia Chunyan giggled when she saw Wan Feng sticking out his head from behind the tractor.

The people who ran out of the alley were holding wrenches, pliers, crowbars, etc., their faces and hands were all black, and Zhang Fei couldn't beat Li Kui with that appearance.

"Third Aunt, who bumped into you, where?"

"Did this tractor hit it? If people run away, drive the tractor back to sell the scrap!"

Jia Chunyan waved her hand: "It's okay, it's someone I know."

"I can't even recognize him. I have to beat him up so that he can keep his eyes open when he drives again."

"Brother Tao, that guy hid by the tractor."

"Get it out for me!"

The two youths turned to the other side of the tractor and grabbed Wan Feng out without any explanation.

"Don't hit me, I'll lose money!" Wan Feng was dragged out holding his head.

Those guys with dark faces who seemed to be from Africa froze when they saw Wan Feng.

"Brother Wan!"

Wan Feng took a closer look, it wasn't He Tao and Yang Zun, he didn't know the two guys who were holding him.

"It's you who are holding the grass. It scared me so much that I almost peed my pants."

Yang Zun raised his foot and kicked the two guys who were still holding Wan Feng.

"If you don't let go, you want to die. This is Brother Wan."

The two young men looked confused, Brother Wan? This guy doesn't look like brother no matter what!

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