Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Holding the hot pot in his left hand, Wan Feng returned to the tractor with a bundle of New Year pictures in his right hand.

At this time, Xiao Dexiang had already welded the iron shed and was installing it on the tractor trailer.

The iron shed is a circle smaller than the car body, and fits perfectly in the car body. The front is fixed to the guardrail with screw rods, and the left, right and rear are also fixed to the car body board with screws.

After the installation, Wanfeng inspected it and it was very firm.

Now as long as the thatch is covered, a car shed is done. It can not only keep out the wind and rain, but also ensure that people will not be thrown out. The iron shed made of such thick steel pipes can ensure that the car will not be deformed even if the bucket is overturned.

Unscrew these screws and lift the carport from the car body when it is not in use after the New Year, and it will be restored to its original shape.

Wan Feng was very satisfied, and then handed over the money.

As for the iron box that hadn't been welded yet, Xiao Dexiang asked Wan Feng to come and take it away in two days.

"Your factory doesn't seem to have any vitality?" Wan Feng and Xiao Dexiang squatted at the entrance of the machinery factory, smoking and chatting.

"It's over soon. From the first year to the end of the year, it's not a matter of whether I can go to work during the Chinese New Year."

"The factory building of our team industry has been built, and the blast furnace is also in place. The only thing we need is the machine tool promised by our commune. After the new year, the weather is warmer. We will set up the blast furnace and install the machine tool to develop our own products. Your side How is the contact with people, is it a problem that I still point at you?"

"People are no problem, as long as you have products that are marketable and profitable, people are not a problem."

"Do you think we will have no products? In the future, many products that you can't imagine now will flow out of our industry. In the future, Wahou Industry will become a well-known enterprise in the province and even the whole country.

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Xiao Dexiang smiled: "I'll believe what you say, just from you poking out those weird things."

"In the future, you will bring people there, and you will be fully responsible for the production. As long as you can realize my idea, our benefits will be as surging as the rising tide of the sea."

Wan Feng's words are equivalent to giving Xiao Dexiang a promise. It is unrealistic for him to be the factory director of the industry. After all, he is not a native of Wahou and will be resisted by local forces, but if he is only in charge of production, there will be no such aspect. influence.

Xiao Dexiang naturally understood the meaning of Wan Feng's words, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that it was noon, Wan Feng drove the tractor home,

In the afternoon, his task was to cut the piece of tarpaulin and sew it to the carport.

This kind of thing doesn't need him to do it himself, and some people can help.

Two sacks of apples have one bag from Luan Feng's family, and the six bundles of New Year pictures naturally have half of her family's.

"All these things have to be paid for." Wan Feng said seriously.

Luan Feng stood proud of the snow like a plum blossom and only replied with one word: "Okay!"

But it’s not worth the money just to say yes.

Wan Feng estimated that the 90% chance that this sack of apples would fall into Luan Feng's hands would not be more than fifteen.

But he doesn't care about it, anyway, I bought it back, and it's none of my business whether I can keep it for the Chinese New Year.

Back at grandma's house, another strange thing happened.

What Wan Feng didn't understand was why my uncle would choose hot pot between Apple and hot pot?

The way he hugged the hot pot made Wan Feng conclude that he would never have been so close when he hugged Jiang Xue.

Then the hot pot was taken to his room, and he threatened that only he could keep it safe.

There is nothing to keep a broken hot pot, and buy a new one if it breaks.

After dinner, Wan Feng lay on the kang thinking about what he still lacked for the New Year.

Now there are couplets, New Year pictures, and although there is less meat, there are also.

In terms of food, there is only a lack of vegetables, so there is nothing to do. There may not be a greenhouse in the whole of Hongya, and he has nowhere to buy even if he has money.

It's a pity that the mountains here are poor and there is not even a rabbit. If you can get a few rabbits, it would be great to stew radishes during the Chinese New Year.

Can you ask someone to buy two bags of flour and rice in the street in a few days?

I'm afraid I have to go to Zhou Bingde.

Grandma was finally willing to burn firewood, and the kang was very hot. Wan Feng lay on the kang, thinking wildly, thinking about it twice, and fell asleep.

He had a dream. He dreamed of sliding a sledge in the ice and snow of Longjiang. His brother and sister sat on the sledge and he was responsible for pushing it.

He saw his mother rushing over with a stick, so he decided to run away.

But the legs were as dry as lead, and I couldn't run fast. Seeing that my mother caught up with me, I woke up in a hurry!

But after looking back, it was just a dream, Wan Feng stared at the ceiling for a long time, then got up to find a pen and paper and began to write a letter.

Hello Dad, Mom, Brothers and Sisters:

I am very good at my grandma's house, my grandma is very good, my grandpa is very good, my uncle and aunt are also very good, and my new aunt is also very good to me. I miss you very much, I will take good care of myself, I hope you don't miss me...

As I wrote, tears came rushing down.

But the tears flowed and he laughed again.

I'm not a child, why am I crying?

There is no feeling of crying at all.

But he still insisted on finishing the letter, of course he picked the good ones to say, and he didn't say a word about the strange things he did.

Write the letter and find an envelope to seal it, and when I go to the Black Lagoon to go to the market the day after tomorrow, I will buy stamps and paste it in the post.

Post two money to parents?

After thinking about it, he still rejected this idea. Parents have always sent money here. If he sent the money to his mother, his mother would doubt the source of the money.

Lock the letter in the box Wan Feng got up from the kang, he had to fix the carport in the afternoon.

Originally, he wanted to find two people to help him build the carport, but when Yang Qilang, Jiang Xishui and others from Luanfeng's family stayed here, they didn't need to hire anyone this time, even saving money.

Measure the size, cut and fold the piece of tarpaulin to cover the carport, and then use the needle and thread for sewing sacks to firmly sew the tarpaulin to the steel beam of the carport, leaving a door behind the trailer.

The carport took nearly two hours.

After the shed was finished, Wan Feng and Yang Qilang went to sit in the shed for a while.

The car body is covered with thick dry straw, and it is covered with thatch around it, so it doesn't feel cold at all inside.

Wan Feng threw a cigarette to Yang Qilang: "Tell me how your girl is doing?"

Yang Qilang lit his cigarette and took a puff: "There seems to be no progress. Every time I come, she doesn't even look at me and doesn't talk to me."

"Did you secretly give her something?"

"Secretly give her something in her pocket twice, one time is a box of colorful flowers, and the other time is a hundred birds."

"How did she react?"

"No response at all."

"She didn't return what you gave her and didn't make it public?"

Yang Qilang shook his head: "There's nothing, sometimes I really hope she can quarrel."

Wan Feng laughed hehe, and Yang Qilang heard that the laughter was a bit gloating.

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