Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

When Wan Feng heard someone calling him Brother Wan, he was so young... even his mature heart was so excited that his blood lost balance, and he fell to the ground when his foot slipped.

The first one to react was Jin Guanqiang, who saw that this servant walked upside down like an old lady with little feet walking fast, and ran to Wan Feng's side in three steps and two steps, and bent over to help Wan Feng who was still sitting on the ground sullen.

"Hi, Brother Wan!"

Wan Feng waved his hand: "I said, are you here to scare me this morning? I'm so young and you call me Brother Wan?"

"Brother Wan, why are you so young? In my eyes, your image is as majestic as the Himalayas. My admiration for you is like a river flowing eastward."

Wan Feng was taken aback. The word came out now? What did Zhou Xingxing study in those years?

Besides, this flattery is too low-level. How can I compare myself with the Himalayas? In the eyes of the Himalayas, he is an ant.

"Wait a minute, introduce yourself first."

"My name is Jin Guanqiang, and I live in Miaoling."

"Oh, are you the strong brother who claims to be unbeatable Xiaoqiang?"

Jin Guanqiang was confused for a while, when did he claim to be the unbeatable Xiaoqiang?

"That's what the brothers were screaming."

"Brother Qiang..."

"Don't dare to be a brother, you can call me Xiaoqiang."

Hey, Xiaoqiang!

"What's the matter with you bringing them here?"

Jin Guanqiang kept turning his back to those two guys: "Come over and apologize to Brother Wan.

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He Tao and Yang Zundian turned upside down, nodded and bowed: "Brother Wan, our brothers don't know Mount Tai with eyes, and don't know that your boss is driving here. What offends you? Your old prime minister grows cabbage in his stomach..."

"Bastard, where is the prime minister growing cabbage in his belly?" Jin Guan yelled sharply.

He Tao and Yang Zun looked puzzled: "What kind?"

"Growing ginseng, if you want to grow it, it is also valuable."

Wan Feng burst out laughing: "Did you guys come here to tell me that cross talk is coming? Do you want to grow bananas in the prime minister's belly?"

"If you're always happy, you can plant anything."

These guys must disappear quickly, you are so old that Wan Feng thinks he is seventy or eighty.

"Okay, okay, the matter is over, I almost forgot, it's not easy for you to come here, I won't let you eat, hurry back, and go back for lunch at noon."

Jin Guanqiang was overjoyed: "Brother Wan, what do you mean...?"

"It's all right, you go back."

"I knew that cabbage must have grown in Wan Ge's belly. This is a little bit of meaning from the brothers, please accept it."

There are four bottles of wine tied together with straw ropes, two bottles of Moutai and two bottles of Wuliangye.

A bottle of Moutai is more than seven yuan, and it needs to be approved. How did these guys get it?

There are two large front doors of thirty-five cents, and what surprised Wan Feng most is that there are two pork tickets with a face value of ten catties.

These things cost more than forty yuan together.

This gift is something new.

"Come here, why don't you bring something?" Mouth said so, but Wan Feng took it without changing his face and heartbeat.

"Brother Wan, then you are always busy, so we will go back."

"Walk slowly."

Jin Guanqiang didn't expect things to go so smoothly today, he was ready to be scolded, but nothing happened.

The three guys rode away happily, and after walking a long way, they turned around and waved to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng was too embarrassed to leave now, so he had to wait for them to disappear at the entrance of the village.

Luan Feng had already run out of the house.

"What are they doing again?"

"The gift is here, come and divide the dirty."

The two sat face to face on the sand pile in front of Luan Feng's house and shared the spoils.

"One bottle for you, one bottle for me." Wan Feng untied the straw rope binding the two bottles of Moutai, and each person got a bottle.

"One bottle for you, one bottle for me." Wan Feng untied the straw rope on Wuliangye, one bottle for each person.

"One for you, one for me." Two meat tickets, one for each person.

"One for you, one for me." Two cigarettes, one for each person.

The loot is divided.

"These are for your family, and these are for my grandma's."

"Wow, there are meat tickets, this time it can be big..."

Before the joyful Luan Feng finished speaking, he saw Wan Feng's eyes with black eyes, benevolence, and white eyes.

"Can it be a little classy? You know how to eat like a farmer."

Luan Feng was surprised: "Am I not a farmer? Well, you little Wanzi, do you dislike me as a farmer?"

Little Wanzi! Why does this sound like a little eunuch in a TV series? Who did she learn from?

"That was not what I meant?"

"What do you mean by that?" Luan Feng was unforgiving.

"Okay, I'm wrong, I'm afraid of you."

Luan Feng turned angry into a smile: "How dare you despise me as a farmer." After speaking, she carried her things happily and walked back.

"Hey, take the things from my grandfather's house and leave them at yours first. If I carry these things with me, I will definitely attract robbers. I will come to pick them up at noon."

"If you don't come in, my apprentice still wants to admire the demeanor of your teacher's wife?"

"Get lost! Tell your apprentices to call me Master Mistress again, and be careful that I will slap their butts one by one."

Erman happened to run out of the room and heard the second part of Wan Feng's words, and asked Luan Feng suspiciously, "Whose ass is Master going to slap?"

"Slap your ass and help me get the stuff in."

This episode delayed Wan Feng a lot of time, and the bricklayer on the top of the mountain probably has the roof off by now.

Wan Feng left Luan Feng's house and hurried to the brick and tile factory to find Chen Cang and explained the situation.

"What do you think about renovating the house? It's a good thing. This time I have a neighbor in my house, otherwise it would be boring to be alone. In two years, my son will grow up and I will have to renovate. If I don't renovate, I will marry my son in the future." There is no place."

"We want to widen the roof of the house, of course it is to sit back, and you will also renovate in the future. Let me ask for your opinion on how much wider it is appropriate?"

"It's good to widen it. The room is really too narrow. How about adding two meters?"

"Adding two meters is less than nine meters, so let's use nine meters wide."

The room width of nine meters was unprecedented in the 1980s.

Chen Cang nodded in agreement.

Wan Feng went to Zhang Hai again. Renovating the house is not the same thing as tidying up the house. It needs to be passed through the brigade.

"Isn't it tidying up, why is it being refurbished again?"

"Captain, you also know what's going on with that house. The bricklayer went to see it today and said that your house might as well be pushed to be rebuilt. There is no value in cleaning it up. When I see it, it will be cleaned up now. Maybe it will have to be renovated after two years. , simply decided to renovate.”

"This should be notified to the brigade."

"This is your business. When you inform the brigade, by the way, we have to sit two meters back in this new house, or the collar is too narrow."

Zhang Hai thought for a while: "Is the bricklayer on the top of the mountain now?"

Wan Feng nodded.

"Then I'll go to the brigade to inform now, don't delay the bricklayer's work."

Zhang Hai rolled out his bicycle and rushed to the brigade.

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