Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

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　　Wahou and Liu Shengan will definitely not go, but Xiaoshutun and Crouching Tiger may go there, so I will ask him to settle the account tomorrow night.

　　 Since I was not planning to trouble Liu Shengan tonight, Wan Feng's thoughts shifted to other places.

　　 His hand clung to Luan Feng's waist dishonestly.

　　 "Don't touch me."

　　 You said that you are not allowed to touch me, then I will lose face.

　　 Wanfeng swept Luan Feng lightly and leaned on his shoulder.

　　 Luan Feng raised his fist and knocked on Wan Feng's body twice, but did not move his body to lean against Wan Feng's shoulder.

　　 "Bad hands be honest, don't move around."

　　 "No movement! An illusion, it must be your illusion!"

　　 Luan Feng giggled, "You have something to deal with, badass!"

　　 Wanfeng admits that he is not a bad guy, but he doesn't seem to be a good guy either, because a good guy's hand is not as restless as an earthworm.

　　 These three movements seem to be touching the ground fire by the sky thunder.

　　 "Shall we go?" Wan Feng asked Luan Feng's ear.

　　 "Where to go?" Luan Feng's voice was also very small, like the singing of a mosquito.

　　 Wanfeng could feel that Luan Feng's body seemed to be in a state of fever, hot.

　　 "Let's go drill the rice field." Wan Feng said with confidence.

　　 Luan Feng laughed so much that he almost lost his anger and leaned on Wan Feng’s shoulder: "How can you say everything with confidence? If this is the case, you dare to say it like an oath?"

　　 Wanfeng smiled himself, which is indeed a bit shameless.

　　 After all, the two didn't really go to the ground, but watched the movie quietly by leaning against each other.

　　 During this period, the two people did not speak any more, Wan Feng held Luan Feng's waist with one hand and the other hand held Luan Feng's hand, until the end of the movie, neither party said a word.

This may be the first time Luan Feng has had such close contact with a man. Her heart must be like fifteen buckets fetching water. The mixture of various factors such as flustered excitement and fear is destined to make Her heart is now extremely chaotic, and a little bit of trouble may leave some influence on her psychology.

　　 Therefore, Wanfeng consciously does not break this tranquility, allowing her to feel and absorb and even enjoy this quiet and sweet feeling. Perhaps this will be the best memory in her life.

　　 Luan Feng’s head rested on Wan Feng’s shoulders, one hand was held by Wan Feng, and his brain was in a state of semi-vertigo.

　　 It was true that she had a physical tremor at first. It seemed that there was an electric current coming from Wanfeng's fingertips rushing around her body, which made her feel like a deer, and was extremely flustered.

　　 But over time, this flustered feeling was gradually replaced by a calm atmosphere, slowly evolving into the calmness of an autumn lake.

　　 In her mind, the movie screen disappeared, and the people not far away also disappeared. The only thing in the whole world was she and him snuggling together, and there was a starry sky above her.

　　 There are stars in the sky constantly dart across the night sky, forming a series of brilliant meteor showers, and finally blooming a series of magnificent flowers in the sky.

　　 At this moment, Luan Feng feels like a bird, with moonlight feathers on his body surrounded by blue waves, flying in a perfect posture to the pasture full of stars in the sky...

Time flows quietly in this quiet like a silent river. When the word goodbye was broadcast on the screen of the movie, Luan Feng was still sitting stupidly on Wanfeng’s shoulder, closing her eyes. The heart still stays in the wonderful fantasy world.

　　 "Silly girl, it's over!" Wan Feng said softly in Luan Feng's ear.

　　 In fact, he didn't want to interrupt Luan Feng's dream, but it won't work if you don't interrupt. If you don't interrupt, there will be the two of them.

　　 "Ah! Is it over so soon?" Luan Feng woke up from the fantasy realm in surprise.

　　Only the projectionists were packing up the projection equipment and a few figures who left in the movie theater.

　　 When passing Xiaoshutun, the two of them were left on the road leading to the direction of Wahou.

　　 Two people walked silently under the stars with their fingers intertwined.

　　 After sending Luan Feng home, Wan Feng also returned home to lie on the kang, not thinking that Zhu Ping hadn't fallen asleep but made a thoughtless sentence.

　　 "I saw you with someone, are you younger now?" Zhu Ping looked polite.

　　 "Uncle, can you be a little prosperous? You don't watch the movie with my future aunt, but you don't work hard to watch around. Why does my aunt fall in love with you? What am I doing?

　　 "Who said I was not with you and her?"

　　 "Then you still have time to watch me?"

　　 "Hey, I saw you nibbling rice by accident."

　　 This look, he can see it clearly at night.

　　 "What do we mean by eating corn? I think it's better for you to care about yourself. The blacksmith's father hasn't been talking about you and his daughter recently?"

　　 Wanfeng was not prepared to be entangled with this issue, and cleverly shifted the topic to Zhuping’s future old husband.

　　 "It seems that I haven't heard anything from him recently."

　　 Wanfeng guessed that Jiang Xue must have had trouble with her Lao Tzu. The general process is that if you disagree, let me take over, and her Lao Tzu will naturally deflate the eggplant.

　　 "Have those tiles been pulled out in the past two days?"

　　 "Only a carriage Lavana can pull so fast~www.NovelMTL.com~ It is less than two thousand to pull out three carts of tiles now, and now there are less than 500 yuan left and it will barely count as a cart tomorrow."

　　 Zhang Hai’s abacus is also pretty good. Anyway, the tiles won’t come out much by the end of the month. It’s better to shake out all the bricks from the first kiln first, and when you settle the accounts at the end of the month, you can just click back and use it first.

　　 "How many days will the second batch of tiles pass the maintenance period?"

　　 "There are still four or five days, and the second batch of Wala will go out, and it will be ten days later to go outside to Rawa."

The output of 　　 tile is really a big deal.

　　 "How many bricks are pulled out now?"

　　 Don't look at Wanfeng sitting on a brick-pull tractor every day. He really hasn't counted how many bricks he pulls, and he hasn't asked him.

　　 "The tractor pulled out four thousand bricks after two days, the carriage pulled out seven thousand bricks in three days, and now it pulls out 11 thousand bricks."

　　 For the time being, the speed of pulling the bricks is reasonable, but the progress of the tiles is still distressing.

　　 "Xiao Dexiang sent three hundred sets of molds this afternoon."

　　 "Ah! So fast this time?" Wan Feng remembers that Xiao Dexiang made the first batch of 200 sets of molds last time, but it took almost a week.

　　 "He has made it once, and of course it will be fast this time."

　　 It makes sense, so now there are 500 sets of tile-making molds, and 500 tiles can be produced a day, which is still not good.

　　 "He can still send two hundred sets the day after tomorrow, so the manpower is a bit nervous."

　　 Wanfeng suddenly thought about the starting point: "Has my second uncle come to work?"

　　 Wanfeng’s second uncle is naturally Zhuping’s second brother-in-law.

　　 "Here, work in my tile workshop."

　　 Just come, don’t even want to leave.