Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

There was no sound in the whole class.

Although the temperature rose in March, the students who went to school still wore thick clothes. Therefore, Wang Yi was fine when he was smashed by two chairs and one of the chairs was smashed, except for some physical pain. thing.

Tan Sheng's chair was smashed, and Wan Feng just found a nail and nailed it on.

In the afternoon, Class 5, Grade 6, was peaceful. The students who brought their lunch at noon kept silent. Those who went home to eat did not know what happened in the class at noon, because no one dared to say anything.

Wang Yi asked for leave when the first class in the afternoon was over, and Wan Feng didn't take it seriously.

Wan Feng's bicycle after school was finally safe again today.

Tan Sheng's family has a broken bicycle, which is now under his control. Jiang Jun doesn't have one yet, and Wan Feng is carrying him on his back after school these days.

Wan Feng is going to sell him his bicycle.

"Thirty, do you want it?"

Hearing that Wan Feng's bicycle cost only thirty, Jiang Jun nodded immediately.

Bicycles are very useful to him. Going to and from school can save a lot of time and energy. The most important point is that he doesn’t have to borrow his aunt’s bicycle to sell popsicles during the summer vacation.

He had the money anyway.

He saved more than 50 yuan selling popsicles in summer, and made almost the same amount selling couplets with Wan Feng in winter.

In addition to the ten yuan spent during the Chinese New Year, there was another ninety yuan that he kept in a safe place.

Now it's time to take some points and invest them.

The reason why Wan Feng wanted to sell this bicycle was because he wanted to buy a new car, or he was going to pack up that motorcycle.

It cost him about 30 yuan to clean up this bicycle, and he didn't pay it anyway.

Zhang Guangdong had already inquired about some seriously worn parts in the engine of that motorcycle for sale. Wan Feng made a list of the parts he needed, and Zhang Guangdong would bring these lists to Wan Feng next time he came to Zhang Guangdong.

After replacing the accessories, this broken motorcycle can be ridden.

Regarding the issue of fuel, he can get it from the Second National Games. It is not difficult, and the big deal is to spend some money.

Wan Feng handed over the sheet metal work of the carport and car frame to Xiao Dexiang. Although they are not professional sheet metal workers, it is not a big problem to tidy up a carport that is out of shape. Anyway, they are not serious now.

Tomorrow is the day for the blast furnace in Wahou. Xiao Dexiang and the others will be busy all day, and will pour out some molds for some parts of the portable seeder.

It's a pity he has to come to school tomorrow.

Wan Feng misses the days when he could ask for leave at will when he was in Jiangwei School.

Today is actually Sunday, but there is no school holiday, which is very inhumane.

Walking out of the school gate, Jiang Jun rode a bicycle with Wan Feng on his back, passed the supply and marketing cooperative, and they were stopped at the Warrior Commune Hospital.

There are many people on the other side, and there are many familiar faces for Wan Feng.

Naturally, it was because of Zhu Lao Er, who had become famous in the Warriors, and a few of his men, as well as a group of bluffing characters in the sports school, including Tang Zhuang. The one who surprised Wan Feng was Sun Guangyu.

After being beaten up, this guy didn't have a long memory, and even stared at Wan Feng with a look that seemed to be eating people.

The road is blocked, and they have to stop even if they don't stop.

"Boy, it's you again!" Zhu's second child looked at Wan Feng unkindly. The shame of being threatened by Wan Feng with a knife last year was vivid in his memory.

Wan Feng got down from the car rack and walked to a distance of four or five meters away from Zhu's second son. Instead of looking at Zhu's second son, he looked at Wang Yi.

"Wang Yi, it seems that my words have no effect on you."

Wang Yi snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Listen to my advice, as a school student, it won't hurt to deal less with these stinky people in the society."

Zhu's second son didn't like to hear it anymore: "What are you talking about? I will force you to slap your mouth again."

Sun Guangyu took a step forward: "Little brat, let's see what you said today. Kowtow three times to me. I may be gentler later."

Wan Feng's gaze shifted to Sun Guangyu's face: "Is your face healed? In half a month, your face has not seen any trace of being beaten, and you are recovering well!"

Anger spewed from Sun Guangyu's eyes, his fists were already clenched, and he might strike at any time.

"That's because there are so many of you, do you still have that many people today?"

More and more students gathered on the avenue, those from Yuan Jiangwei School slowly gathered behind Wan Feng, there were more than 20 people.

Although there are only some students, the formation of twenty or thirty people is also very spectacular.

"I see, I have it!"

Although more than 20 people gathered behind Wan Feng, Zhu Laoer and Sun Guangyu didn't take these students seriously.

"Hold the grass! There are a lot of people! But do you think you people are useful?"

It's useless, most of Wan Feng's classmates are not prepared for war, and there are only a few who can fight, but facing these social youths, they are mobs.

Wan Feng sneered: "Second Zhu, Wu Sun, it doesn't matter if we have more or less people, it doesn't matter, do you dare to touch me?"

"So what if I touch you?" Sun Guangyu stepped forward again, ready to wait.

Wan Feng pointed to a courtyard on the side of the road more than a hundred meters away: "Do you know that courtyard? If you don't, I can tell you that it is the government. The government is only a hundred meters away from here. Do you know what is in the government? There is a police station. Judging from the place you chose, you are a group of Erbi! Intercepting students under the nose of the police station, do you think the police station is fake? The police station is not closed yet, Sun Guangyu, do you not have enough corn bread? ? Are you planning to go in and stay for a few more days?"

Then he turned to Zhu's second son: "You probably haven't tasted the taste of corn bread yet. Are you going to go in with Sun Guangyu to taste it? Come on, let's do it. I believe the police's eyes are not vegetarian."

Only then did Zhu Laoer and the others think of this question, no, beating students under the nose of the police station doesn't seem like a good thing.

"Boy, what you said makes sense, let's change places."

change place? What are you thinking.

Wan Feng said calmly: "Change place? If you say we change place, we will change place to play with you? You guys are so close to home, we're almost ten miles away from here and we won't be going home anymore, so that's it, How about we make an appointment and find a secret place to have fun? The time and place are up to you, and you have three minutes to think about it."

Zhu's second child thought this suggestion was good, so he whispered to Sun Guangyu for a while.

"That's good. You will have a holiday on Wednesday afternoon. After lunch, let's go to Hongshilazi by the Zhaodian River to make gestures."

On the side of the Gushan Bridge is the Zhaodian Team of the Wu Family Brigade of the Warriors Commune. It is not far from the Yina River. Hongshi Lazi is a cliff by the river. It is remote and quiet, and it is indeed a good place to resolve everyone's grievances.

Wan Feng nodded: "Okay, it's a deal, we'll see you on Wednesday at 12:30 noon."

"It's a deal, let's go!" Second Zhu led his people to evacuate.

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