Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Originally a bad thing that might be bloody, it became a happy ending, Xia Qiulong admired Wan Feng's five-body cast.

"Brother! I admire you for your ability to handle things, brother. It's really unexpected that this kind of thing ended up like this in the end."

This does not seem to be something worthy of admiration. In Xia Qiulong's eyes, it is a great thing, but in Wan Feng's eyes, this is nothing but a normal operation.

"Big Brother, the words "Heweigui and Heqi Make Money" are precious legacy left by our ancestors. These are not simple words. The truth contained in it is enough for us to enjoy for a lifetime. When we encounter things in the future, we will have more brains. Think about it around a few corners, and analyze it from other angles. Over time, you will find that many things are not what you originally imagined. There may be several ways to deal with it. There are several possible ways to deal with it. In the end, each treatment method may lead to one of the results. In this way, you have the choice of multiple treatment methods, and choosing one of the most reasonable treatment methods will produce the most reasonable result."

Wan Feng paused for a while and sighed: "But many people chose an extreme road because they couldn't see this layer, and it ended up in a dead end."

These words bluffed Xia Qiulong for a moment, with a look of admiration: "Big Brother listens to you, and when you encounter things in the future, you will also think about it in many ways."

There are many choices for many things in the world, except for a few, but most people don't see that this level has gone into a dead end, and they often lead to misfortunes because of a little trivial matter.

This is a common problem among people.

The two went back to Xia Qiulong's home half an hour later, chatting gossip.

"Where did you go before you came back? Sister He has been waiting here for a long time, but she asked for leave."

Sister Xia has already returned. From the analysis of her beaming expression, it is estimated that the sewing machine has fallen. The sister He in her mouth is probably the owner of the sewing machine.

"This is Sister He, she has a bee brand sewing machine to be sold, you can talk about it."

Sister He in Xin Li's mouth was about thirty, a little yellow and skinny, and she seemed a little sluggish in spirit.

It stands to reason that even if the wages of national workers in textile factories like her are a little lower, they are hundreds of times stronger than the farmers. Even now, most of the farmers who can at least guarantee food and clothing are not as yellowish and thin as her.

"I call Xia Qiulong the eldest brother, and Sister Xinli is my sister-in-law. I will call you Sister He from this perspective. Sister He, are you okay?"

It’s better to figure out the seniority first, lest he, a thirteen-year-old boy who is in charge of others, will be scolded by others without tutoring.

"No problem, Sister Xin Li said about the relationship between you." Sister He's voice is very thin and very inattentive, but she may not hear clearly.

"Since your sewing machine is going to be sold, I would like to ask in what year did you buy your sewing machine?"

Sister He was silent for a moment: "I bought it in the winter last year. I remember it was snowing when I bought it."

In less than two years, even one and a half years, the minimum is 80% new.

"How much do you want to sell?"

"This machine was one hundred and twenty-five when I first bought it. Is it okay to sell it for ninety yuan now?" Sister He's voice was very hard to hear.

Why do you still ask the buyer for the price?

"I want to see the quality of your sewing machine before deciding on the price."

"can."

Sister He's home is not too far away, this area is the family area of ​​the textile printing and dyeing factory.

Wan Feng followed Xin Li and Sister He through several alleys and finally along a narrow alley to a courtyard gate.

Sister He’s house is darker, so Wan Feng took a deep breath as soon as she walked into the room.

Sister He’s house can be described by the four walls of the house. Except for the large cabinet on the north side of the main house that has fallen out of paint, there is only the sewing machine behind the door. The only thing in her house is the wall above the cabinet. Picture frame on the top.

A forty man on the kang was lying on the kang with dim eyes, his eyes staring at the roof indifferently, even the people who came in didn't even look at it.

There is also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl standing timidly in front of the kang and looking at them at Wanfeng.

"Hello, Aunt Xin and Uncle Xia." The girl obviously knew Xia Qiulong and said hello in a weak voice.

After a glance, Wan Feng felt a little heavy in his heart. This should be an unfortunate family.

"Sister-in-law, this is Sister He's house"

Xin Li's expression was very solemn: "Sister He's lover works in a diesel engine factory. She suffered a work-related injury last spring and broke her legs. Now she can only lie on the kang and can't do anything, and she is still sick. Just point to Sister He's life of more than 30 yuan a month and three children. Hey, where is your second and third child?"

Sister He shook her head palely: "Maybe ran out to play."

Seeing all this, Wan Feng basically knew why Sister He wanted to sell the sewing machine, probably because she couldn't open the pot and sold two cash for the emergency.

Instead of looking at the sewing machine, Wan Feng walked to the photo frame.

At that time, almost every family had such a photo frame with pictures in it, and the pictures in it recorded the family's voice and smile.

The photo frames of Sister He’s house are almost all pictures of her family. There are young people with braids and badges when she was young, as well as sweet memories with a handsome guy shoulder to shoulder, until they hugged a little boy behind their backs. Standing a family portrait of a young girl.

It is certain that the family was happy and happy before the male owner was injured, but it was ruined in one event.

Wan Feng retracted his gaze from the photo frame and fell on the girl who seemed very courageous.

The girl wore a dress with patches. It was the first time I saw people wearing patches like this in the city, especially the big girl Wan Feng.

"Sister He, is this your daughter?"

Sister He nodded mechanically.

"How old are you not going to school?"

"Sixteen, I stopped reading last summer." Xin Li took the conversation aside.

"no job?"

"Unemployed."

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Wan Feng did not ask why she did not take over from her father.

He had seen from the photo frame just now that there were two boys in the family, the oldest one was probably around 13 or 4, and it was obvious that the succession quota of this family would not fall on the girls.

Wan Feng frowned and thought for a while.

"What do you know? Can you sew clothes?" Wan Feng asked Sister He's daughter.

"Yes." The girl's voice was lower than her mother's.

"Can you make a garment with a cut fabric?"

The girl nodded, and then added in a low voice: "I will also cut clothes."

Will it be cut?

This is a surprise.

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