Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Those four years should have been the happiest time in Wan Feng's life.

Back then, he and Xu Meilin might have belonged to the kind of happy friends who often fought and fought, good for ten days and bad for five days.

During this period, I have experienced countless times of nonsensical separation and reunion.

When we parted, we wanted to bite each other twice, and when we got together, we also wanted to bite each other twice.

It was this kind of fighting, splitting and reuniting, and the two of them actually flirted with each other for four full years.

In the end, they parted ways completely because of these trivial matters, which became the regret of Wan Feng's life.

Many years later, when the two met again, they had already passed their forties, and they were relatively speechless, only a thousand lines of tears.

Thinking of this, Wan Feng shook his head, will the regrets of the previous life continue into this life?

Seeing Xu Meilin's resentful eyes, Wan Feng sighed and bought two small bottles of soda for 16 cents in the cooperative.

Soft drinks were a higher luxury than sugar for rural children in the 1980s, and the little girl was so happy that she held Wan Feng's hand and circled him like moths to a flame, closer than her mother.

"Brother Dafeng! Can you still buy me good food in the future?"

Wan Feng nodded solemnly: "I will definitely buy it."

Xu Meilin's mother smiled and said, "You might as well just let my Meilin be your daughter-in-law when you grow up, and you can just care about her delicious food."

Wan Feng immediately said: "That's for sure, I will come to ask your girl to be my wife when I grow up."

Xu Meilin, who was only nine years old at this time, had no concept of a daughter-in-law at all, and asked Wan Feng, "What is a daughter-in-law?"

Wan Feng felt that it was necessary to pretend to be confused about this question. After all, his current character was set to be thirteen years old. If he knew everything about this, others would definitely think he was a monster.

So he pretended to scratch his head: "I don't really know what a daughter-in-law is for, but I will know when I grow up."

Xu Meilin's mother let out a barbell-like laugh.

After finishing today's business and returning home for dinner, Wan Feng sorted out all his property in a deserted place. He now has a total of nearly 50 yuan in assets.

Thirty-six yuan of it came from selling fish, and the rest was the profit from the comics from the fifth day of the first lunar month.

He exchanged the steel coins that were not easy to carry for paper tickets in the cooperative, including two tickets for Da Tuan, two tickets for steel workers, four tickets for lathe workers and five tickets for female tractor drivers, and some tenor tickets left.

That's enough money for him to make an investment, one that lasts decades.

He didn't know if this thirty-year investment was worthwhile.

Whether it is worthwhile or not, he will vote.

Xicheng and Blacksmith seldom come out at night since the start of school, and the adults in their family have not allowed them to go out to play, which makes Wan Feng leave his grandma's house and walk westward like a widow.

Old Li's house, where there are only the old couple left in the family, is the place where the half-grown children in Dongtou gather at night. Of course, Wan Feng is the most popular person among them, not only because Wan Feng can tell the novel and unusual stories they listened to, And Wan Feng sang some songs they hadn't heard at all.

But the topic I talked about at the beginning tonight has nothing to do with these two.

"Did you fight with your classmate today? Did you win the fight?" Luan Feng is such a bad girl, what kind of words rarely have a shelf life of more than three minutes in her stomach.

Wan Feng does not advocate that such things should be known by the majority of people, and it can be spread in the classroom and school, but the less people in the village know the better, it is not a glorious thing to say the least.

But there are many people who are interested in this kind of topic, and several pairs of eyes are almost staring at the sky.

"You know? Then why didn't you go cheer me up?" Since Luan Feng brought it up, I can only say it.

"I was afraid you would be beaten so I didn't dare to go see it!" Luan Feng seemed a little embarrassed.

"I beat them away,

Let's not talk about this matter, how should we go from Wahou to the county? "

"Are you going to the county?"

"Can you be any more stupid? I'm going to ask? Can't I just ask?"

'Yang Qilang' Han Wenhai answered Wan Feng's question: "The shortest way is to go to Xiaogushan by bus and go back in the morning in the afternoon. The cheapest way to go is to walk back and forth, then you have to get up early and stay late .”

It's still the things in memory, nothing new.

The exact distance from Wahou to Hongya County is thirty-three miles, including about four miles from Wahou to Xiaogushan, and twenty-nine miles from Xiaogushan to the county seat along the national highway.

If you walk on two legs, you really get up early and stay late.

Wan Feng was not that stupid. It only cost more than 10 cents to take the bus from Xiaogushan to Hongya Bus Station, and it only cost more than 30 cents to go back and forth. He would not tire his legs for the remaining 30 cents.

Because Xiaogushan is located on the highway between Dongdan City and Bohai City, many trains pass here every day.

Wan Feng arrived in Xiaogushan around 7:00 in the morning. After waiting for only ten minutes, an old-fashioned passenger car with a white top and a red skirt with small windows came over.

At that time, the speed of the bus was really speechless, and it ran for almost half an hour in just 30 miles.

The diagonally opposite door of the passenger terminal is the Hongya Post Office. Wan Feng walked out of the passenger terminal and walked into the post office across the road.

The post office is an old-fashioned two-story building, and the first floor is where postal services and newspaper retail are handled.

As soon as Wan Feng entered the post office, he went straight to the place where newspapers and periodicals were retailed. Instead of reading those newspapers and periodicals, he went straight to the stamp section.

"Comrade, is there a new monkey ticket?"

Wan Feng remembered that this edition of stamps was released in mid-February 1980, but Wan Feng couldn't remember the exact date in mid-February.

In a remote town like Hongya County, it takes ten days and half a month for the stamps to be shipped from BJ to here. Wan Feng thinks that there should be one here.

The salesperson is a girl in her twenties. Although she looks very ordinary, she is not small. She is fiddling with her two braids without even looking at Wan Feng and raising her hand to point.

It has the legacy of Nandi in The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Could it be that this woman has practiced a yang finger?

At that time, the salespersons in the store or in other departments were all uncle-level existences, very awesome.

Wan Feng didn't care about the attitude of the other party, but followed the direction of her finger to a counter.

There are full-page stamps on the counter, but they are all common public face stamps, and one of the full-page stamps that is red immediately attracted Wan Feng's attention.

This is the large version of the monkey stamp he was looking for.

This version of monkey stamps, code-named T46, was produced by the BJ Stamp Factory at that time, and a total of 16 million stamps were printed. However, after excluding the wrong edition tickets among them, only five million pieces were finally circulated on the market.

The full-page stamps have been split and retailed in sales departments all over the country, and even fewer full-page stamps have been handed down.

In 1980, no one would have thought that a full-page Gengshen monkey ticket would be worth millions thirty years later.