Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"The workers in the garment factory ate all the rabbits, and now there is not even a rabbit urine bubble left." Wan Feng refused without blinking.

Just now I wanted to share Lao Tzu's money, but in a blink of an eye I wanted to get it back from the rabbit, don't even think about it.

"Then why did Zhu Ping say that you still kept four or five rabbits, hanging in the mansion and freezing like ice skates?"

Traitors are almost always born from people who are familiar and close to them. You can see that there are no traitors here.

How much does my uncle owe you? It's okay, what are you doing with Zhang Hai talking about rabbits? Rabbit provoked you.

"I've already given those rabbits to my godfather and Brother Xia, they're gone."

At the beginning, there were fifteen rabbits in total, and one was skinned and given to grandma’s family and Luan Feng’s family. Then the girls in the garment factory killed seven rabbit stewed radishes. Two were left.

These two can't be given to anyone else, he still prepared to secretly bake that night, and then he and Luan Feng would have a tooth-making sacrifice.

You want to hit the rabbit's idea, but the rabbit doesn't miss you.

Wan Feng made up his mind to make Zhang Hai look down on the rabbit's tail, but he took the initiative to modify the dividend ratio of those threshing machines, reducing it from the original 50% to 15%.

Even if Zhang Hai didn't make noise, he wouldn't always ask for such a high percentage of dividends. Zhang Hai only said this when he was idle and having nothing to do, but he always took such a high percentage of dividends. Will be so red that it bleeds.

They don't think who made these things. Not everyone knows the story of the well digger who drinks water.

Besides, even if he leaves Wahou and returns to Longjiang in the future, Wahou will have to pay him dividends according to this ratio.

Taking a little less yourself can save you a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In fact, this ratio is still high enough, but Wan Feng is not going to drop it anymore, it is only natural for him to take the money, at least it is his love.

In this way, even though Zhang Hai didn't eat the rabbit, Zhang Hai's mood improved instantly.

January 24, 1982, New Year's Eve.

Since all the cooks went home on vacation, Wan Feng had to go to his grandma's house for dinner again.

Breakfast was rice porridge. After dinner, Wan Feng gave red envelopes to grandpa and grandma, one hundred yuan each.

I also gave a red envelope of 100 yuan to the cousin who had only been able to speak for three months.

After finishing the red envelope, he returned to his side and fed the two little dogs.

Two little dogs with their heads arched in a basin, wagging their tails, you hit each other, and you roared a few times in demonstration from time to time.

From the day when the security team was formed, Wan Feng strengthened the defense of his home, replaced his grandma's house and his own with iron doors made of thick iron plates, installed iron bars on the windows, and even got two dogs to guard the house. .

But these two dogs are still a little small now, and they are useless except for barking and calling the police.

The reason why Wan Feng wanted to strengthen the defense was because their house was at the southernmost end of Xigouli, and there were no other houses further south. Even if they were robbed at night, no one in the village might know.

Since the government hasn't banned guns yet, Wan Feng plans to buy a double-barreled shotgun for the Chinese New Year, even if he doesn't beat people and keep it to scare others.

After closing the iron gate, Wan Feng walked into the village with his hands in his sleeves and his neck shrunk.

The air is bitter, and a cloud of white mist condenses and dissipates after exhaling in one breath.

Every household is decorated with lanterns and festoons to create a new look, and there are already sporadic firecrackers in the village.

The children have put on new clothes and are having snowball fights in the snow. The snowballs are flying around aimlessly in the air, which can easily cause accidental injury.

Sure enough, a ball of snow landed on Wan Feng's head, blasting out a cloud of snow and fog.

Fortunately, the snow flakes did not fall into his neck because of the cap on his ski jacket.

"Throw snowballs at me again, be careful I'll blow your ass with firecrackers."

Bad, this voice not only did not act as a deterrent but caused countless snowballs to fly towards it, almost smashing someone into a snowman in a blink of an eye.

I really thought I didn't have a weapon on me!

Wan Feng took out a small whip from his pocket, lit it with a lighter and threw it out. The small whip crackled in the air, causing the children to cheer, and then more violent snowballs hit.

Facing the menacing approach of the enemy, Wan Feng fought back with mighty unyielding strength, lit the small whip one after another and threw it out.

But in the end, because they were outnumbered, they could only beat and run. Those children came up from all around, and the division of labor was clear. Some were dedicated to throwing snow eggs, while others were dedicated to transporting shells.

Seeing that the situation was critical and he was about to be surrounded, Wan Feng hurriedly took out the small whip left in his pocket, before he could light it in time, he casually threw out a celestial maid scattered flowers.

Seeing the little whips flying all over the sky, those children threw the snowballs in their hands and rushed up to grab the little whips. Wan Feng was able to break through the encirclement and sneak into Liang Wan's house in a panic.

"I'm so happy to see you in such a mess!" Liang Hua had already learned how to laugh and laugh with those women after working at Luan Feng's place this year. When he saw Wan Feng running in like a ghost, he couldn't help laughing. .

"Forget it, these little bastards have taken me for a devil."

Ever since the establishment of the team headquarters, Liang Wanjia's village salon gathering at night had become deserted, but today it was lively again, and many people gathered in the room.

The big circle was displayed on the TV screen on the floor cabinet.

During the day, except for the four-hour program on Sunday morning, the TV is just a decoration during the rest of the day. Today may be because of New Year's Eve, there will be a program on TV, but the time has not yet arrived.

There were two groups of people on the kang playing poker, and they even made some bets. These people seemed a little embarrassed to see Wan Feng come in.

They knew that Wan Feng was against gambling.

"Don't be embarrassed to look at me. I'm not that unkind. It's just a matter of having fun during the Chinese New Year. Just don't make it too big."

Those people at the top of the kang didn't go to Wanfeng to play something, while Liang Wan and some old men at the top of the kang were watching small cards.

"Nonsense!" Liang Wan yelled excitedly as he dropped the cards in his hand.

"Give money, give money!"

The other old men each gave him two cents.

"This bastard has won me by several cents." An old man muttered.

Wan Feng wanted to laugh, but seeing the serious faces of the losers, he didn't have the nerve to laugh out loud.

Is the two-cent game really that serious?

"Xiao Wan! Come up and play two games." Liang Wan greeted.

Wan Feng shook his head: "No, I don't understand the red flowers and green leaves, so just play."

Qiuyue poked her head out from inside and waved to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng went into the back room and saw that there were many women sitting on the kang, and Luan Feng was sitting on the back of the kang with a quilt covering his legs and looked at him with a smile.

"You came here within five minutes of your wife's arrival, can you still be promising?" Qiuyue joked against Wan Feng.

I said this, as if I came from the back of others, knowing that she would come, he would not come.

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