Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　Especially in the supply and marketing agency at the first level of the brigade, there are fewer goods. Don't look at the counters that are full of dangdangs. In fact, there are the same things in every compartment, and some things still require tickets.

　　Wanfeng’s only food stamps have been bought for cakes, and now those foods related to noodles can only be seen.

　　 The first choice for gifts is wine.

　　 The most expensive wine in the Jiangwei Brigade Supply and Marketing Co. is a bottle of Chenxiang, which is produced by the county winery, and the packaging is very old-fashioned.

　　 Fruit candy is twelve yuan for a dime, while toffee can only be bought for five yuan for a dime.

　　 Wanfeng bought two bottles of Chenxiang, and bought thirty pieces of toffee and fifty pieces of fruit candy for a dollar.

　　 spent more than a dollar to buy two bottles of canned food, and didn’t know what to buy anymore.

　　 Two bottles of wine and two cans, fruit candy and toffee mixed together to pack two packets, barely considered as six kinds of gifts.

　　 No matter how you go to apprentice, you can get eight gifts, but Wanfeng doesn’t know what to buy for the other two.

　　 "President Yu, can I buy cakes and biscuits without food stamps?"

　　 The dazzling glass manager shook his head like a rattle.

　　 "Then you have food stamps to sell me some ok?"

　　 "No, I didn't carry it."

　　 "Then I owe it first, okay?"

　　 Glass Flower flatly refused.

　　 The people of that era were so hard-hearted, as if I couldn't afford to pay.

　　 Damn glass flower, Wan Feng really wants to make the other good eye of the glass flower eye manager turn into a glass flower.

　　 Food tickets, cloth tickets, these messy tickets are really annoying things. Without them, you just have money and nothing to use. It will take about ten years for them to completely disappear from life.

　　 Wanfeng was thinking about whether he was going to dump some food stamps. That must be a way of money, but the thought that the thing violated the law dispelled this idea.

　　 Wanfeng had no choice but to turn to the cloth shoes and hats.

　　Buying shoes? No, are there cloth shoes for gifts?

　　Leather shoes don’t even think about it. If you think about it, a supply and marketing agency in a brigade won’t have products like leather shoes. You must go to a supply and marketing agency at the commune level to buy leather shoes.

　　 I don’t have a cloth ticket when I buy a cloth. Besides, I can’t pull a piece of cloth to someone else if I have a cloth ticket, right?

　　 Some things are not suitable for gifts, such as soy sauce, salt, soap, workbook, pen and water elastic band... These are not messy tickets, but can you take this stuff to someone else's house?

　　 It’s really helpless that Wanfeng bought two pairs of nylon silk socks for a dollar and a half, and finally bought a flower headscarf for a dollar. There are still two women in Zhang Guangpu's family, one big and one small.

　　 These things only cost more than five yuan, there is really nothing to buy.

　　 Wanfeng put these things in his shoulder bag and walked out of the supply and marketing agency with a sigh. It is reasonable to say that these things are a lot of money, but they don't feel polite.

　　 My uncle came back late today. When I got home, it was around 6 o'clock in the afternoon, looking very tired.

　　 "The brick kiln and factory building started today, and I took my group of people to build the brick kiln."

　　 Zhuping began to lead a group of plasterers to build houses for people around 1985. They should be the first group of people who devoted themselves to the real estate business, but unfortunately they didn't do it, and they built houses for the rest of their lives.

　　 I don't know if it is the foundation laid from here.

　　 If he is still engaged in this industry in this life, Wan Feng will definitely help him become a construction giant.

　　 "The brick kiln and factory building have begun? What progress has been built?" Wan Feng asked while eating cornmeal pancakes and boiling cabbage.

　　 "The brick kiln will be built one day tomorrow, and the workshop will take two days."

　　 I have to admire the enthusiasm of the people at that time, don't look at the people who are poor, but the soaring enthusiasm really has nothing to say.

　　 "Whether to go to play in the ditch at night, the two little girls of Liang Wan's family are looking forward to the stars and the moon as they look forward to you, and today they asked me why you are not here these days."

　　 Children are usually the same as small animals, remember to eat or not, Wan Feng went to Liang Yan and Liang Yu to have good things to eat, they only lost a few calls to the brother-in-law, who had no practical meaning, of course hope Wanfeng would go there.

　　 "Not tonight, I have something to do, tomorrow night."

　　Wanfeng, who was talking, finished his meal, and looked at the old-fashioned clock on the table, which was 20 minutes away from 7 o'clock.

　　 went out carrying his satchel and launched his two-color bicycle.

　　 went out all the way south, passing Xiaoshutun Wohutun and came to Liutun.

　　 It was not seven o'clock when Wanfeng arrived in Liutun. He thought that Song Yuancheng would not come. He didn't expect to see Song Yuancheng smoking at the fork of Liutun Village when he was far away from Liutun.

　　 Song Yuancheng saw Wanfeng riding a bicycle for a moment, and went around the bicycle.

　　 "Okay, you got this car out, it's not easy. How much did it cost?"

　　 "More than sixty." Wan Feng was afraid that Song Yuancheng's heart would be unbalanced, so he deliberately said a lot. If he said that he would pack the car out of the car with more than 20 yuan, it is estimated that Song Yuancheng's heart would be bleeding.

　　 "Unexpectedly, your kid is so rich. Let's go. Zhang Guangpu is probably still at home after eating. Maybe he will go out for a stroll later."

　　 Wanfeng pushed the car and followed Song Yuancheng into Liutun.

　　 There used to be a Xiaobitun between Liutun and Wohutun, but in recent years Liutun and Xiaobitun have been connected together~www.ltnovel.com~ now collectively referred to as Liutun.

　　 The size of Liu Tun is like Datunzi in the area, and there are probably more than 100 households.

　　Zhang Guangpu’s home is in the middle of Liutun. There are two big trees in front of the three thatched houses, a man and a woman, two six or seven-year-old children looking at them who walked into the yard with curious eyes.

　　 Song Yuancheng is obviously more familiar with this family, and touched each of the two little guys.

　　 "Where is your father?"

　　 The little boy seemed a little timid, hiding behind the girl and looking at Wanfeng timidly.

　　 The little girl didn't care at all, she raised her face and replied, "At home."

　　 So, Song Yuancheng opened his throat and shouted into the room: "Brother Zhang, are you at home?"

　　 The first one who came out was a woman in her thirties. Although her clothes were relatively old, she was neatly cleaned up.

　　 "Brother Song, you are here."

　　 "I am looking for a little bit of Guangpu."

　　 The woman turned around and shouted into the room: "Broad Spectrum, Brother Song is here."

　　 A man in his thirties came out of the house.

　　 The man is not tall but very sturdy. The muscles of the two arms exposed outside the vest are knotted, and his eyes are sharp.

　　 "Brother Song, have you eaten yet?"

"Finished."

　　 "Sit in the house."

　　 Song Yuancheng started, and Wan Feng was the last to enter the door after Zhang Guangpu.

After the guest and host were seated, Song Yuancheng introduced Wanfeng to Zhang Guangpu.

　　 "This little brother is from the Empress Wa, he respects you very much, let me take him to get to know you."

　　 Wanfeng stood up immediately, took out the contents of the shoulder bag he was carrying, and placed it on the kang surface of Zhang Guangpu's house.

　　 "A little bit of meaning."

　　 Zhang Guangpu stared blankly at the things on the Kang surface and then at Wanfeng.