Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 These words are very philosophical, Wan Feng really can’t eat her, but he can...

　　 Not right! If you can't think about it down this path, something will happen. He is still young, and it is too early to do some things at the age of thirteen.

　　 "Luan Feng! Didn't I say not to let you come here at night? If something happens to you, your father and your brother must cut me."

　　 "Hey! So you have something to be afraid of, I thought you were not afraid of anything."

　　 "Don't bullshit, what are you doing again?"

　　 "I want to learn wrestling with you."

　　 Luan Feng’s request shocked Wan Feng, learn to wrestle? A girl learns to wrestle, what kind of style is this.

　　 "No! What you should learn is to make clothes and embroider the soles of your shoes instead of wrestling. This thing is not for girls."

　　 I can't agree with this firmly. If such a guy is around him every day, he still wants to be clean. Besides, once he has learned wrestling, he still can't roll around with him every day.

　　 This is very dangerous, even if you roll on the beach and roll a bed sheet, the nature is the same.

　　 There is not even a set, if a shot hits the bull's eye, it will make a snot.

　　 "Humph! I knew you wouldn't agree, you just didn't take me seriously."

　　 "You are a person, not a matter."

　　 "Hey! Is the sports meeting fun?"

　　 The woman's head is like an advertisement for later generations. In the blink of an eye, her attention has shifted from one area to another, without even turning in the middle.

　　 Fortunately, her topic has not left the field of sports.

　　 "By the way, you didn't go to the Jiangwei school sports meeting, and you didn't go to join the fun in the middle school sports meeting. Isn't this normal? Is the end of the world coming soon?"

　　 There is absolutely no reason not to watch people with a personality like Luan Feng.

　　 "I was ill when Jiangwei School held the sports meeting. Isn't it too far to open the sports meeting in middle school? You let me go."

　　 When the sky is up and down, there is also a time when this guy gets sick?

　　 "Why don't I know if you are sick?"

　　 "You don't care about me at all." Luan Feng complained dissatisfied.

　　 The paralyzed Lao Tzu is not your man, how can I care about you?

　　 "Tomorrow I'm going to the sports meeting, can I ride your tractor?" In a blink of an eye, Luan Feng changed from the sadness of illness to the hope of a hippie smile.

　　 It’s not a problem to sit on a tractor, Wan Feng readily agreed.

　　 "Tomorrow, bring dry food to school before six in the morning."

　　 "Bring dry food?" Luan Feng was dumbfounded.

　　 "If you don't eat at noon, you can skip it."

　　 The next morning, Luan Feng really waited for Wanfeng in front of her grandfather's house early, and then went to school with Wanfeng.

　　 Although there are more people today, two fewer people went to the sports meeting.

　　 The two junior students who finished the competition yesterday did not go to the central school today, so there was one less person in the car compared to yesterday.

　　 After arriving at the school and staying in their base, Luan Feng also sat among the contestants indiscriminately.

　　 Xue Yongjiu gathered the dry food brought by the students and sent it to the hot meal in the school.

　　 Most of the dry food brought by these students is corn flour tortillas. If you don’t use the pot to heat it, it will be as hard as a rock and you can’t swallow it.

　　The task of this small group in the morning is still to earn money, which has been supported by Xue Yongjiu and Li Yi.

　　 Wanfeng lay on the desk studying the schedule.

　　Jiang Jun’s match ended yesterday, and his task this morning is to sell popsicles to earn money.

　　 Xu Bin also has a 400-meter preliminaries and finals in the morning. The competition time starts at 8 am, and it is estimated that it will end at 8:30. He will not delay to earn money.

　　 But the time between him and Tan Chun is not good. They will have a 1,500-meter race at ten o'clock.

　　 This will take a lot of time.

　　 Fortunately, Luan Feng is here. Training her to sell popsicles will not be worse than Jiang Jun and Xu Bin. How can I say that a beauty has an inherent advantage in selling things.

　　 It was already after nine o'clock when the car from the Blue Mountain Cold Drink Factory arrived.

　　In the morning, they sent away the popsicle vendors in the grocery stores in the city before loading their cars to the Warriors Commune.

　　 Yesterday, more than 6,000 popsicles were sold a day. Although the sales volume was just like that, they were deeply impressed by the meal, so they arrived much earlier than yesterday.

　　 Jiangjun Xu Bin and Tan Chun are all familiar with each other, picking up a box or thirty or forty places and taking away the popsicles.

　　 "Huh? I want to sell popsicles? I'm here to watch the excitement." When Wan Feng sent Luan Feng a wooden box containing 30 popsicles, Luan Feng protested.

　　 What a joke, she was a big girl who showed her face to sell popsicles. She will not survive in the future.

　　 "If I don't eat at noon, can I not sell it?"

　　 "What is the relationship between eating and selling popsicles?" Luan Feng had never done business, and she still didn't understand the relationship between Lengding.

　　 "Nonsense, where can I get money to eat if I don't sell popsicles."

　　 "Then can I eat it when I sell it?"

　　 What kind of nerves is this woman~www.ltnovel.com~ How did she transfer her mind to eating this so quickly?

　　 Xu Bin, Tan Chun and even Jiang Jun didn’t even think about eating it by himself when he was selling popsicles.

　　 Foodie!

　　 "Of course you can, but if you eat all of it, you have to pay for it yourself and follow me to learn how to sell."

　　 The wooden box weighs about seven or eight catties, and one popsicle is 100 grams, plus more than thirty popsicles, but it is only 13 or four catties. For people like Wan Feng, although it is not light, it does not feel particularly heavy.

　　 Today's temperature is faintly hotter than yesterday. The highest temperature in the weather forecast today is 30 degrees. In the north of the 1980s, this temperature is already very impressive.

　　 Wanfeng deliberately came to the place of Huaguang brigade today. Isn't Li Guang his father the brigade secretary? Wan Feng intends to trick him into giving him a little blood.

　　 "Fatty Li! Isn't your dad the secretary of the brigade? I heard that your family has a lot of money and hair grows. He often steals money in the middle of the night. Don't you ask your classmates to eat two popsicles each?"

　　 Li Guang rolled his eyes and ignored Wanfeng.

"I'm serious. Look at your classmates sweating. If you buy two popsicles, your prestige in the eyes of your classmates will greatly increase at this time. You can't count this account, right? How about giving it to you? Classmates will come one by one."

　　 Li Guang rolled his eyes again.

"Oh! I see. It turns out that you have no money. If you don't have money, what can you pretend to be? I thought you were a big money. After a long time, you have a swollen face to fill a fat man. Hey! You have such a fat face. Did you swell it yourself?"

　　 Li Guangdi stood up: "Who said I have no money?" As he spoke, he pulled out a new ticket for a steel worker from his pocket.

　　 Fuck! This ticket is not small, most people may not be able to find change