Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng nodded: "I am, what's the matter?"

"Your brother's writing brush is broken this afternoon. Everyone said that his brother is back. I thought you were amazing."

"Is there something wrong with this? My brother said that there seems to be nothing wrong with my return?"

"Hmph! Don't think that I won't dare to beat him when you come back. If he offends my younger brother, I'll beat him the same way. You're not as tall as my shoulders. You should be honest at the end, and be careful to beat you too."

Wan Feng immediately became depressed. The paralyzed Laozi just came back and didn't even recognize him. How could someone come to him to destroy Laozi's prestige?

When did the Forty-two Company produce such a thing?

Besides, why isn't my father reaching your shoulder height? It's below your ears, okay?

"Who are you? I don't seem to know you?"

"Remember my name, my name is Shan Guowei."

Single Fruit Wei? Who came up with the name? It doesn't sound like a country flavor.

There is no trace of this person and this surname in Wan Feng's memory, which means that this is a person who has never appeared in the world of his previous life.

"I remember your name, are you okay?"

"Be honest when you reach forty-two. Forty-two is our world." Shan Guowei left a sentence, turned around and left with his gang of snot-nosed blind people.

Our world? Who are you?

A bunch of ignorant things, I don't have the same knowledge as you now, if I really messed with it, I would beat you all over the floor.

Wan Feng shook his head and looked at the court again.

Jin Xingbin went too far this time, the four-step blue can no longer satisfy his youthful desires, so this time he simply came with a five-step blue!

What kind of football is this!

Wan Jun came out from nowhere: "Brother, what does Big Eyelid Brother want you for?"

"Nothing, you said you want to know me."

"Hmph! Big Eyelid often bullies the newcomers here because of his brother's strength."

"If you don't play with him, it's over. If you can't provoke it, you can't hide it."

"Brother, can you beat his brother with big eyelids?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"If you can beat him, beat him once. He beat me several times."

"Don't worry, there will be results. Who else in the company has bullied you?"

"Yang Shanjun, he always bullies me because he is older than me."

Yang Shanjun? Who the hell is this?

"Okay, I got it, let's go play."

Wan Jun left sadly, but turned back a minute later.

"Brother! Go fishing tomorrow? Tomorrow Jin Xingbin, Zhong Yixiang, Xu Jinguo and others from Chenqing will go fishing, shall we go too?"

The people my brother talked about all came from the early morning with their family.

"Where do you go fishing, by the river?"

"Go to Sancha, all fishing is done in Sancha."

Sancha Wanfeng is naturally no stranger, it is a tributary of the Longjiang River, the tributary here is commonly known as Jiangchazi, and Wanfeng went fishing many times in the past.

Sancha is not wide, four to five meters wide and two to three meters deep. Every summer, it is a paradise for adults to fish and children to play in the water.

Wan Shuichang also likes fishing. When he was young, he often took Wan Feng to go fishing. That's how he fell in love with fishing.

But Wan Feng didn't want to go tomorrow, he was going to write a letter to Luan Feng tomorrow.

"You can go with them by yourself. I have something to do tomorrow."

"I'll do it the day after tomorrow. Our family hasn't eaten meat for a long time."

This reason is good, but I have never eaten meat and fishing has anything to do with it, and fish can't be eaten as pork!

Then it’s okay to go fishing. Now that you can’t buy meat, it’s not bad to catch some fish and eat it. It’s a way to improve your life. Write a letter to Luan Feng and put it on the day after tomorrow. If you really can’t, send a telegram.

"Do we have a fishing rod at home?"

"Yes, my dad has four poles."

"Okay, let's go fishing tomorrow."

Brother Wen Ting agreed, and Wan Jun ran off into the distance like a colt.

Since I promised to go fishing with my brother tomorrow, I should make some preparations in advance tonight.

What fish to catch without bait?

Before it was dark, I went back to dig earthworms with a shovel.

Earthworms like places with damp and rotting matter, and the sides of ponds and ditches are their favorite places to gather.

Wan Feng came to a stinky ditch with a canning jar, and soon dug up 20 or 30 earthworms.

It should be enough. If these earthworms are not enough, then old fish can be caught.

After digging the earthworms, I went home and asked my father where the fishing rod was.

Wan Shuichang took out four sets of fishing rods from the mansion.

It is said that a fishing rod is actually two or three meters long wicker with a fishing line tied on it. This is not at all comparable to the fishing tackle that can easily cost hundreds of thousands of dollars in the hands of those fishermen in later generations.

After packing up these things, it would be dark the day after tomorrow. Wan Feng was about to go back to the house to sleep. He had just said a few words to his mother when he got on the kang, and a group of thirteen and fourteen-year-old boys came in.

Both men and women.

Almost all of these people came from Chenqing Thirty-One, and Wan Feng knew them and Wan Feng.

Zhu Min grabbed a handful of toffee and shared a piece with each other. This made Wan Fang very dissatisfied, and her mouth was so pouted that she could hang a hip flask.

The interests of these teenagers soon shifted to the tape recorder, and they all gathered under the tape recorder to listen to the music attentively.

Not only a child, but an adult also came tonight, that is Xu Jinguo's mother. At that time, her family had a very good relationship with Wan Feng's family.

Her daughter Xu Jinmei came with her.

Xu Jinmei has some looks, but her figure is generally a bit out of proportion. At this moment, she is beside Wan Feng, with her two flirtatious eyes sweeping back and forth on Wan Feng's body from time to time.

Because Wan Feng's mother once made a joke, saying that when her son came back, she would ask Xu Jinmei to be his wife.

Wan Feng didn't pay special attention to Xu Jinmei, this woman is not a safe master, just look at her pair of eyes flying in the sky, she must be the kind of master who will be crowded with wild men in the future, he doesn't want to have anything to do with her.

Whether Xu Jinmei will be such a woman in the future, Wan Feng is not sure, because his whole family left here in 1986, and he doesn't know how colorful her future life will be.

"Is there a lot of fish in Sancha now?" Wan Feng asked Jin Xingbin, he and Zhong Yixiang were the biggest among the children from Chenqing, at least their birthdays were older than Wan Feng's.

"There are a lot of fish in the catfish pond, especially in Sifangtai where the fish are old, but we can't catch them, and someone won't let us catch them."

Wan Feng also knew about the catfish pond. It was right next to Sancha. It was a fish pond created by educated youths diverting water from the Longjiang River, and it was abandoned after the educated youths returned home.

"Is someone raising fish in the catfish pond?"

"No."

"Then who won't let us fish?"

"Li Changhe!"

Li Changhe!

Wan Feng knew this guy, he was two years older than Wan Feng, and he was the head of the East team of the Dalinzi Brigade.

In the previous life, when Wan Feng came back from his grandma's house to study in Dalinzi School, this guy stopped studying and went off to play around in the society.

Li Changhe was well-known in the three brigades of Dalinzi, Xiaolinzi, and Sijitun, and often mixed with the social youths of these teams.

It's also the kind of thing that grandma doesn't kiss and uncle doesn't love.

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