Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 Wanfeng doesn't actually like fighting, no matter if it is in the previous life or in this life.

　　 In the previous life, he was cowardly and timid, but in this life it was for psychological reasons.

　　 How can he say that although he looks like a child, he is an adult at heart. Is it fair to fight with the child every day?

　　 Although he is opposed to hands-on fighting in his heart, he does not reject fighting.

　　 Who made him a kid now?

　　 He knows that fighting is an indispensable part of a male child's life, and it is a compulsory course. From a sensible person to an adult, life is basically a failure without dozens of battles in between.

　　 Even if you haven't beaten others, at least you've been beaten by others.

　　 If a boy dares to pat his chest and say that he hasn't fought a battle since he was a child, Wan Feng will definitely put a hat on him, and it must be stupid.

　　 Following the authentic routine of the northerners, the next dialogue between the two parties was like this.

　　 "You try to beat me?"

　　 "Try and try, which one are you from?" The other party was unambiguous.

　　 This question cannot be told the truth. To be honest, it would be silly. Wan Feng was about to sloppy and didn't want to insert a sentence from Luan Feng's side: "We are from the Queen."

　　 Wanfeng dumbfounded.

　　 The head of this prodigal lady seems to need repairing, why is this telling the truth? What nonsense!

　　 Wanfeng wanted to kick her into the river and let her be with the bastard.

　　 "The one behind the Wa dared to run to Xiaogushan to put a cow pen and tell you that Xiaogushan stepped on my Xiao Jun's feet."

　　 Who did you learn this feature from? You, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Sao Nian, dared to make such an awesome pen! Still Xiaogushan stepped on your feet? Lao Tzu intends to trample you under your feet.

　　 Wait, Xiao Jun!

　　 It turned out that this goods was such a bear when he was young!

　　 Xiao Jun’s name, Wan Feng, still knows. This guy will be famous for dozens of miles from Gushan to Qingshan Town in the northeast direction more than ten years later.

　　 Qingshan Town is not the kind of town that was changed from a township to a town in the later period. It is an authentic town. The county town of level H is almost the same. It belongs to the urban household registration and eats commercial food, but the scale is a little smaller than the county town.

　　 Xiao Jun will occupy the number one on the underworld in Qingshan Town in the future, and he will be considered a big gangster.

　　 But that happened more than ten years later, and Wan Feng naturally didn't need to give him the slightest face.

　　 "Sabbi, hurry up if you want to do it, I have to buy a book after I finish it!"

　　 At this point, the language was abandoned like a snot, and the two sides planned to do it directly.

　　 The two face to face like a bull, and the next moment there is a tendency to start a war.

　　 Seeing that these two little bunnies are about to use their noses against their noses, the middle-aged woman salesperson who has always been listless stands up.

　　 "Children are not allowed to fight, they have to fight outside. If you guys don't buy books, let the people who buy the books come over."

　　 The other party hid reluctantly, and looked at Wanfeng angrily.

　　 "Aren't you from Wahou? You wait! I'm waiting for you by the river, let me see how good you are."

　　 "Poop as you like, and wait as long as you like. I will guarantee that you will get the book after you buy it."

　　 The other party waved his hand and took his group of shrimp soldiers and crabs and left aggressively.

　　 Luan Feng was already shivering, although she was a little lawless, but after all, she was a girl, especially in the field, and she was not afraid of being fake.

　　 Wanfeng didn't care at all. He pointed to the little book on the counter and said to the salesperson: "Take out one book like a little book that costs seven to nine cents."

　　 The salesperson frowned and looked at Wan Feng: "My kid, do you have money? You can't watch without money."

　　 Wanfeng took out two banknotes with a female tractor driver painted on them from his pocket and slapped them on the counter, very imposing.

　　 One of these two yuan belongs to Wanfeng's own, and the other one belongs to his sister Wanfang.

　　 Wanfeng promised to buy children's books to read, and his sister gave him the money for the New Year's Eve.

　　 The salesperson looked at the two yuan and then at Wan Feng: "My kid, where did you get the money? Did you steal the house?"

　　 At that time, let alone children, many adults might not be able to spend two dollars on them.

　　 Wanfeng is speechless, I take money to buy things, and what do you care about where my money comes from? Even if it is stolen, it is guaranteed that it was not stolen from your house.

　　 Luan Feng owed his mouth to clean up again: "He just came back from Longjiang, and his mother gave him a piece of money for the New Year's Eve."

　　 "How many children are there in your family?" The salesperson seemed uneasy.

　　 This gossip-loving three-eighth does not go to the police station to work as a police officer. It's a waste of talent.

　　 "Auntie! Does this have anything to do with my buying of the novel?" Wan Feng asked seriously.

　　 "Of course it does matter. If you don't explain the source of the white money, you won't sell it to you."

　　 Is this a dog? I relied on the money and you made the equivalent transaction with the goods, but you didn’t even sell it to me!

　　 The shortcomings of the planned economy were revealed in front of Wan Feng.

　　 "Three, one younger brother and one younger sister." In order to buy children's books smoothly, Wan Feng had to answer honestly.

　　 "Really?" The salesperson aunt was dubious.

　　 "Really, his brother is ten years old and his sister is seven years old." Luan Feng's mouth leaked out the secrets of Wanfeng's house like a whirlwind.

　　 Wanfeng slammed Luan Feng's face with a big white eye.

　　 "Can you die without speaking?"

　　 Luan Feng made a face.

　　 This time the salesperson has no doubts, bending over and picking up children's books from the counter.

　　 Huh, UU reading www. uukanshu. Just like com, a large stack was picked out.

　　 The most common price of Xiaorenshu at the time was nine cents, and the lowest price was seven cents, and the highest price was two cents.

　　 Wanfeng selects each book carefully, and at the same time calculates the price in his heart.

　　 Luan Feng’s two paws did not idle to pull this book and the other, this book turned two pages and the other turned two pages, it was a dry addiction.

　　 These little human books occupy most of the historical themes, such as Du Shiniang, Fan Lihua, Cai Wenji, etc., especially the Three Kingdoms.

　　 There are several editions of Xiaorenshu on the theme of the Three Kingdoms, and at most one edition has a set of more than 20 copies.

　　 These are not the areas that Wan Feng wants to choose. He mainly chooses modern warfare themes, such as chicken feather letter, tunnel warfare, who is the 18th, and the local artillery group.

　　 picked one and put it aside, and soon he picked out twenty-five children's books.

　　 Twenty-five children’s books are fourteen for seven cents, five for eight cents, and the remaining six are nine cents.

　　 He didn't buy a copy of more than a dime.

　　 The high cost is not conducive to turnover.

　　 "Okay, Auntie! That's it, twenty-five copies, one yuan and two cents, you have to find me eight cents."

　　 The salesperson crackled the children's books picked out by Wan Feng with an abacus, which was exactly the same as what Wan Feng had calculated.

　　 "Wow! My kid, your math is very good, how many grades are you in?"

　　 "Five years, six years in the second half."

　　 "You were in fifth grade since you were so young? How old are you?"

　　 Wanfeng turned a cloth bag sewn with small rags from his back, packed the children's books one by one, and answered, "Thirteen years old."

　　 After installing the children's book, Wan Feng and Luan Feng walked out of the Xiaogushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative.