Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

When Wan Feng returned home, in order not to worry his parents, he did not write a letter to his family. After all, a fourteen-year-old boy traveled more than three thousand miles alone, and this is not a joke.

So his appearance seemed very sudden.

Wan Feng's mother, Zhu Min, was in a daze seeing her eldest son whom she hadn't seen for a year and a half, and couldn't help pinching her own arm.

There is pain, not a dream.

The next moment, Zhu Min threw away the hoe in his hand, staggered out of the vegetable garden, and grabbed Wan Feng by the shoulder.

"Ah! Why did you come back? You came back by yourself?"

"I wanted to come back and have a look, so I came back."

"Damn child, you came back by yourself when you were only a little old. Are you trying to scare your mother to death? What if you got lost?"

You see, a mother always thinks of the bad first, so why doesn't she think of the good? If she thinks about getting lost first, how can it get lost?

"Mom! Didn't I come back properly! Brother, you get my sister back."

Wan Jun ran out in a hurry.

"Let's talk in the house first."

Wan Feng followed his mother into the house.

This house is unfamiliar to Wan Feng, but he is not unfamiliar. This is the first time he has entered this house, but in his last life he lived in this house until April 1986.

In my impression, this home is exactly the same as the last life.

This house is a kind of mud-filled house, that is, a house with pillars erected around it, wooden planks nailed on both sides of the pillars, the gaps in the planks are filled with yellow mud mixed with grass, and the yellow mud is thrown outside to make walls. .

One step further to the right after entering the house is the door leading to the back room. Next to the door is the pot table, and there is a space of six or seven square meters inside the pot table.

Now there are bowl racks in this space, and in two years, a wall will be built next to the pot platform in this space, and a small space will be separated inside, and there will be a small Kang on which Wan Feng and his younger brother Wan Jun will be sitting. sleep.

The wall of the inner room next to the kitchen is a big kang, which takes up more than half of the room.

Now the whole family sleeps on this kang.

Wan Feng put the backpack on the kang, and as soon as he sat down, his mother couldn't wait to ask: "I didn't give you the postage money, where did you get the travel expenses? Your grandma can't have money to give you."

This journey, including the car and the train, cost about 30 yuan for the toll alone. Zhu Min didn't think her natal family would give Wan Feng so much money.

Doesn't she know what life is like in her mother's house?

"Mom, you don't know the changes in Wahou now. Last year, Wahou paid more than 200 yuan for a laborer a year."

Zhu Min blinked in bewilderment, she knew how much money Wa Hou earned a year, so she used to post thirty or twenty dollars home every year.

But after the depression last year, they pulled money?

"This year, a laborer in Wahou is conservatively estimated to be able to take home 500 yuan. Do you think my grandma has any money?"

This Wanfeng is still a conservative estimate. This year, a brick and tile factory can divide at least 350 per worker. If the rubber shoe factory continues with this momentum, regardless of the late opening, by the end of the year, it will still be able to bring each worker no less than the brick and tile factory. income.

Even if the machinery factory does not make money from tractors, it can still bring in part of the income by making seeders and threshers.

In fact, Wan Feng's heart is that it is in line with his ideal that a laborer can be divided into about 1,000 this year.

"Then your grandma won't give you money to let you come back by yourself."

"Mom! Your vision should change a bit. Your son is not an ordinary person now, he is old!"

"Fart! You can still do it? Why don't I believe it?"

When Wan Feng was about to explain something more, Wan Jun ran back with his little sister Wan Fang in his arms.

"Brother!"

Wan Fang is only eight years old this year. She has a round pancake face, two dimples when she smiles, but she is short in stature. She rolled in like a gopher. When she saw Wan Feng call out "Big Brother" affectionately, both eyes burst into laughter. It's crescent.

Wan Feng picked up his sister with open arms, and shook her vigorously a few times: "Why are you still so tall? It hasn't grown at all!"

"Xiaoqing is also this tall."

There is also a reference for comparison.

Xiaoqing is a girl from a neighbor's house, she is about the same age as her younger sister, and both of them spent their age in the first grade.

Wan Feng put down his sister, took off his shoes and got on the kang, put the bag in front of him and unzipped the bag.

Wan Jun's energy was concentrated on the bag on the kang. He has been greedy since he was a child, so he probably imagines something delicious in his mind now.

"Come on, let's see what I bought for you."

Wan Jun and Wan Fang stared at the bag with four eyes.

The first thing he brought out were two bottles of wine and four packs of cigarettes.

This didn't appeal to Wan Jun and Wan Fang, and I knew it wasn't for them.

The next thing that comes out of the bag are several paper bags wrapped in wrapping paper.

"Then this is for you."

Wan Jun and Wan Fang opened it unceremoniously, and immediately let out joyous laughter.

Cakes, biscuits, biscuits, toffee, and two canned fruits. There are so many delicious things, and there are not so many during the Chinese New Year.

Next is the clothes.

"This is the clothes your wife made for you."

Seeing Wan Feng taking out a bunch of things eating, drinking, smoking, and wearing clothes, Zhu Min is already on the verge of petrification, how much does it cost?

Those four packs of cigarettes cost more than 20 yuan, but she knew how much a pack of Daqianmen cost.

The wine probably won't be cheap, and the clothes...

When she was surprised, Wan Feng's words almost choked her, daughter-in-law? The daughter-in-law is out!

"Have you found someone?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Yes! You know them all."

"Who is it?"

"The second daughter of Luan Changyuan's family."

Zhu Min tried hard to recall for a long time but did not remember what the second daughter of Luan Changyuan's family looked like.

When she left Wahou, Luan Feng didn't know if she was born yet, how could she know what Luan Feng looked like.

I can't remember how to do it. Don't you have a picture here?

Wan Feng took out a photo of himself and Luan Feng, which was taken when they went to the county town during the Chinese New Year.

Zhu Min picked up the photo and looked at it for a long time, but didn't say anything. The girl is very beautiful, much better than her son.

"But you're only young enough to find a partner?" Zhu Min, who was about to say something to her son's search for a partner, finally came up with this sentence.

"Wow, are these my new clothes? They look so pretty!" Wan Fang chewed on the toffee, and finally transitioned from eating to putting on the clothes. She picked up the clothes and was about to put them on.

Zhu Min snatched it down immediately: "Go wash your hands, look at your two paws, you won't be afraid of getting sick if you eat that stuff, wash your hands for me."

Taking advantage of the time when the two children were washing their hands, Zhu Min quickly packed the food into the box, leaving only a few pieces.

When Wan Jun and Wan Fang came back after washing their hands, they found that there was only a little of their treasure left.

Wan Fang was already gesturing for new clothes, and she didn't want to take them off.

"Save it for the Chinese New Year, why don't you wear it now?"

"Mom! Let her wear it. We don't have any shortage of clothes. Your daughter-in-law owns a clothing factory, so it doesn't matter how many clothes she wears. Sister, wear it, brother decides!"

With her brother backing her up, Wan Fang jumped off the ground and ran out.

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