Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 Wanfeng punched and kicked, and Zhang Xiangping had no ability to resist in a short time.

　　The reason why Wanfeng was able to make Zhang Xiangping temporarily incapable of resisting with a single blow was mainly because he was unexpected and Zhang Xiangping had never expected Wanfeng to counterattack and was so brutal.

　　 "To the old **** who doesn't want to face, the guy at the door of the house is so embarrassed, I really think I'm a bully."

　　 Wanfeng wanted to kick his feet. Lao Tzu’s melons and fish are so delicious, he must let him spit it out.

　　 But when I saw someone in Wolong Village ran to this side, I didn't dare to fall in love with it.

　　 "This matter is not over today, let's settle the account slowly, and I will clean up you once when I see you."

　　 turned into the car and ran away in a moment by going downhill.

　　 Wanfeng slammed on this road, without even heading back in the middle, and ran through Xielingzi to Dashutun in one breath, and then took a breath when no one was chasing him.

　　He is not afraid when he arrives in Jiangwei's place, and those who are cold in Wolong dare not chase him.

　　 Originally, Wan Feng wanted to make a round of Xu Bin's house, but when he thought that there was nothing left in the car, there was only one melon left for Luan Feng, so he was embarrassed to go over. He walked the main road back to Wahou.

　　The first thing he did when he returned to his grandma's house was to brush the basket. Although there was a black plastic sheet separating it, there was still a fishy smell in the basket.

　　 If I go to sell melons tomorrow, can I still sell them?

　　 He brushed with the shoe brush for more than half an hour before the basket could not smell any fish.

　　 Tomorrow, I have to find a way to go to the agricultural materials company to see if there is a thick tube of plastic and buy two pieces, so that the fishy smell can be lighter.

　　 After finishing brushing the basket, Wanfeng began to test his own results of the day.

I made two bucks from selling cantaloupe, two bucks from buying popsicles, two bucks from selling fish, and the paralyzed one who could have made 3.5 bucks, was mixed up by that **** Zhang Xiangping, if I met again in the future This shameless old man depends on how I deal with you.

　　Although he made the other party a bit of a loss, Wan Feng became more angry the more he thought about it. You, a forty or fifty-year-old person embarrassing him and a child, it doesn't matter how you think.

　　 The trouble of going to Xia Wolong to find Zhang Xiangping now seems unnecessary, but can you meet this old thing in the Jiangwei brigade?

　　 Will this cargo go to the Gushan Commune to go to the market?

　　 There are five communes and one farm in a radius of tens of miles. There is only one market in Gushan for the time being. The opening of the other communes is almost concentrated in the spring to autumn of 1981.

The Warriors Commune opened in May of 1981, and the Black Reef Commune opened later. If Wanfeng remembers it correctly, it should be August of 1981. The Blue Mountain Farm opened in the spring of next year. Set in the next winter month.

　　 Right now, there is only one bazaar in Gushan Mountain. Wanfeng doesn't believe that the goods are not going to the market.

　　Uncle Tun has been idle all year round. There is no reason not to go to the market.

　　 There are two routes from Huangjialing to Gushanji. One route is to go down the shop to Dapuzi and then pass through Sunjiapu Jiangtun to reach Gushan.

　　The other is to pass the Huanghui Team and take the Wei Team across the river to Gushan.

　　 On the distance of the distance, it is natural to take the road of Jiangwei closer, but not the usual way. If Zhang Xiangping goes to the fair, 90% of it will go to the market.

　　 I don’t believe I can’t meet you, how can I give up without paying several times the price of my food.

　　 Wanfeng carefully collected the recipe written by Yang Yu.

　　 Luan Feng didn't come out tonight for some reason, and the melon that Wan Feng left was useless and put it into his stomach.

　　 Today, he didn't walk too close. He felt a little sleepy for more than 70 miles back and forth, so he went home to sleep.

　　 At six o'clock in the morning, Wan Feng arrived at Lao Liangtou’s melon field on time, and after the melons were installed, he started another day's journey.

　　 continued yesterday's routine, unloading the popsicle box at the cold drink factory in the Blue Mountains, and then went to the city.

　　 Today, he did not stop in front of the second department store, but went directly to the gate of the county hospital.

　　 What surprised Wan Feng was that there were people waiting to buy his melons. There were about six or seven people. Yesterday the middle-aged man who was last round was also waiting here.

　　 "Did you eat all the melons you bought yesterday?" Wan Feng asked in surprise, this is too edible, right? Can you eat cantaloupe?

　　 "There are many patients in my father's ward. You see, I bought a lot of them. When I go back, there are still more wolves and less meat. I will buy more today. Give me ten catties first."

　　 The car opened without stopping, which is a good sign.

　　 The middle-aged man bought ten catties for the first share, and the person who took it was also your five catties and his six catties. When these waiting people disappear, Wanfeng’s melons will be left over 20 catties.

　　 Wanfeng stayed for more than half an hour, and at about 8:30, one of the melons was sold out, but Wanfeng didn't want to keep two of them.

　　 He put the car in and walked into the hospital.

　　 The aunt who suffered a fracture yesterday is a bit uneasy. It is estimated that her family is also here. He wants to see it. There is another layer to see if he can get back the three yuan he paid yesterday.

　　 That's three yuan, he's not a fuck.

　　 When we arrived at the orthopedic ward where the aunt lived yesterday, Wan Feng knocked on the door.

　　 "Come in!" someone inside said.

　　 Wanfeng pushed the door into ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and was shocked as soon as he entered the house.

　　 There were three or four young people standing at the door of the house, staring at him, not like a good person.

　　 There are still there, and the room seems to be turned into an exclusive ward, and the rest of the patients don't know where to go.

　　 Did I go to the wrong room?

　　 Wanfeng was wondering, someone in the hospital bed shouted: "It's him!"

　　 Following the voice, I saw a man in his thirties stepping up to Wanfeng and cleaving his hands on his shirt.

　　 "Little jerk, it turns out that you ran my mom into the hospital. This time I caught you. You said what to do with this."

　　 Fuck! Was it touched?

　　 Wanfeng raised both hands in a surrender gesture: "Uncle! Did you make a mistake."

　　 "It can't be wrong, my mom said it was you."

　　 At this time, another woman's voice came from the hospital bed: "Asshole! It was he who took me to the hospital and paid for the medical expenses. It was not him who hit me."

　　 The big man was confused, and put Wan Feng in front of the hospital bed: "Mom! What did you say?"

　　 The aunt who was sent to the hospital by Wanfeng yesterday slapped her head: "Don't let go of your hand! This kid sent me in yesterday."

　　 The big man loosened his hand on Wan Feng's chest.

　　 "Mother! Are you better?"

　　 The aunt smiled: "It's better, the doctor said I can go home in the afternoon, what a nice boy, what is your name?"

　　 "My name is Wanfeng."

　　 Wanfeng is not an unnamed existence for doing good deeds. Of course, you have to keep your name for doing good deeds. Maybe you will get rewards when you don’t leave celebrities.

　　 "This is my son, Xia Qiulong, you meet him."

　　 Wanfeng looked timidly at the guy who swung his collar just now: "Xia...Uncle Xia..."