Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

How can this car run when I am drunk?

"I said Uncle Yang, it's not that I criticized you. As a driver, staying away from alcohol is the most basic bottom line. Look at you now, you ran into the car and lay down. How do you let us get back?"

Wan Feng's words were just playing the piano to the cow. Yang Hong had already snored, but he didn't even hear it.

Zhang Hai was dumbfounded, he couldn't go back.

The 22 tractor starts with a crank, of course it is not the crank of a walking tractor, nor is it the crank of a 28-type tractor.

Its rocker is a long rod, with a circle welded on one end of the long rod. When using it, it is wrapped with a rope and pulled. It can be pulled by a strong person, usually by two people.

The 22 tractor uses a 2100 diesel engine. The only advantage of this engine is that it is easy to start. In summer, as long as it can be compressed by external force, it can almost be ignited and started.

Wan Feng asked Zhang Hai and the old accountant to shake the handle, he? Of course, I was sitting in the car and stepped on the accelerator. How can I catch fire without stepping on the accelerator?

The condition of the tractor was still quite good, Zhang Haihe and Accountant pulled the engine and started suddenly.

"The car has started, but who is driving?" Zhang Hai asked puzzledly.

"Can you drive?" Wan Feng asked.

"I do not know."

"You won't be the only one to drive."

Zhang Hai was taken aback: "You can drive?"

Isn't this nonsense, don't you dare to open it!

"You two sit in the drag bucket, put Yang Hong in the middle and look at him, don't knock your head."

Zhang Hai himself was a little confused, and at this time he woke up from the wine.

"Hello! Nephew, are you sure you will play with this iron guy?"

Isn't it just a tractor? 22 is the smallest tractor he has ever driven.

After graduating from Wanfeng High School in the previous life, I drove a caterpillar tractor for half a year in the company. Later, I drove Dongfanghong 28 for half a year. When the family moved back to Hongya, they drove various tractors for the tractor owners for three years.

He drove Shanghai 50, Changchun 40, and the Czech Republic 6211 and 7211 at the time. A 22 tractor is a shit.

Don't even talk about it, even if the tractor is disassembled, he can put it back.

"Don't worry, there is enough to go in the ditch."

Zhang Hai was startled when he heard this: "What! Then I think it's better to go back."

Those who have served as soldiers are so afraid of death, which makes Wan Feng extremely despise. You go home for more than forty miles? It is estimated that it will be dark.

"Look at what scared you, you sit down, let you see my technique today."

The 22 tractor is much easier to drive than the 28 tractor. Although it also has two shift levers, one of them is dedicated to high and low speeds. When running and transporting, you don’t need to worry about it as long as you push it to high speed. Just pull the other shift lever. But, unlike the 28, you have to pull both gear levers at the same time.

I haven't fiddled with this stuff for many years. It's normal at first. It's normal. You heard Zhang Hai's scared voice change. Didn't it hit the wall?

From slow to fast, when he left the county seat, Wan Feng became proficient, and the tractor ran all the way with a kick of the accelerator.

But even if you run wild, you can’t reach a speed of less than 25 kilometers, which is not much faster than riding a bicycle at full speed.

In the 1980s, there were basically no smoking vehicles in sight, and even if you opened your eyes with your eyes closed, there would be no crashes.

Ding-ding-dong was already a little bit faster when he got home.

Before reaching the brick factory, Zhang Hai jumped off and ran to the side of the road and vomited.

That! Who told you to drink so much alcohol at noon, drink it violently when you catch it, and vomit you to death!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hai was sober after vomiting.

"I think Yang Hong was choking enough in the afternoon, or you can send this car brick in the afternoon, and your car is driving well."

In the first place, Wan Feng rejected Zhang Hai's proposal. He didn't come to drive a tractor. It's not a pleasurable thing to do this stuffy buttocks.

Besides, is he a think tank with a think tank to work on the front line?

Who saw Zhuge Liang rushing to the battlefield to charge into battle?

The production of the brick and tile factory is now almost entirely transferred to the tile making. Only a few kilns are kept for burning bricks, and many people who press water billets have been removed.

The earliest storage of tiles and the first batch of tiles that have passed the curing period have now turned into cash, and it will take three days for the tiles to be shipped out of the curing period.

Before it was time for work, Zhang Hai was about to give a speech again, and the young men and women of the entire brick and tile factory gathered in a shady place.

"Comrades, today I want to report to you about the work of our brick and tile factory. Today we received the first income from the brick and tile factory. After excluding freight and other expenses, there is still more than 1,480 yuan. "

Someone took the lead and everyone applauded in tears.

Wan Feng didn't applaud this time, fearing that his hands hurt.

"Although not much money is not enough to repay the loan, this is a bright start. It is like the solar energy at 7 or 8 o'clock in the morning that brings us hope."

Although Zhang Hai's literary talent was good, Wan Feng couldn't listen anymore. Zhang Hai must have thought he was doing a government work report.

Wan Feng turned his head around boredly, and unexpectedly discovered a phenomenon.

Fuck, why these female staff members are all busy embroidering with embroidered bands.

Can this embroidery still listen to the leader's speech? This is serious unorganized, undisciplined, and lack of leadership. This problem must be corrected!

Wan Feng quietly paid to Liang Waner's sister-in-law Qiuyu: "Do you want to embroider the dowry? Isn't it early for you?"

Qiuyu seems to be only seventeen this year, is seventeen ready to pay for herself?

This is too impatient.

The needle in Qiu Yu's hand flicked and almost pierced his own.

"Go, don't make trouble, take a good look, is this a dowry?"

Qiuyu’s embroidered bandage was covered with a blue cloth, and that Bu Wanfeng could tell at a glance that it was a cloth he bought from a textile printing and dyeing factory.

The blue cloth is covered with patterns of an inch in size, and there are probably more than a dozen patterns, all of which are flowers and plants.

Wan Feng immediately saw that this was a patch for Luan Feng's embroidered clothes.

Unexpectedly, Luan Feng, Hu Niu, mobilized so many people to process patches for her in such a short time.

"Embroidered for Luan Feng?"

Qiuyu is very strange: "How do you know?"

How do I know~www.NovelMTL.com~Of course I know the idea I made.

"How much does it cost to embroider this small pattern?"

"Four cents, I can embroider twelve patterns on this bandage and make 50 cents after embroidering."

Fuck, the woman's heart is darker, Wan Feng tells Luan Feng that the handwork fee can be paid five cents, and Luan Feng is cruel and saves another penny.

Wan Feng glanced at it, and about a dozen women were embroidering in this piece, and only hundreds of patches could be embroidered in this one, but the pattern was a bit monotonous.

Tonight I have to draw some high-tech patterns for Luan Feng, some patterns they have never seen before.

Such as cars, yachts, airplanes, artillery, Ye Liangchen, Pippi shrimp

Ye Liangchen alone was able to draw dozens of varieties, guaranteed to see them in a daze.

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