Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng and Zhang Er King Kong couldn't figure it out anymore, and cursed people when I said anything.

He looked at Yuan Yimin suspiciously: "I said you don't have a fever, right? What's the matter with you saying that out of the blue?"

"My dad works in a printing factory, you mean you are my dad!"

Neighbors in front of Wanfeng, left and right all let out barbell-like laughter.

Wan Feng didn't laugh but was speechless.

Strange things happen every year, and it seems that there are more this year.

In this world, there are money pickers, even wives pickers, but how come there is a father picker! Paralyzed, I know that your father works in a printing factory? Besides, even if you work in a printing factory, I just used a metaphor and you think I took advantage of you. If you want to be my son, have you approved it?

"Hehe! Yuan Yimin, your associations are too rich. Let me make a metaphor that you can relate to swearing. Don't be too dark in your heart. Don't say I don't know that your father works in a printing factory, just know that you say so You can't contact your Lao Tzu even if you say a word, and if you want me to be your Lao Tzu, I have to agree."

Yuan Yimin thought about it, so he lost his voice.

"What does your father do in the printing factory, director?"

Yuan Yimin shook his head: "No."

"Worker?"

"No."

"What's that for?"

"have no idea!"

The answer is crisp and clear.

"Bring me your math homework and I'll copy it." Wan Feng took out his homework book and was about to start writing.

Yuan Yimin rolled his eyes: "It's okay to copy my homework, but in the future, I will copy homework and a comic book every time."

Yo, this guy actually blackmailed me.

Wan Feng sneered at Yuan Yimin: "Yuan Yimin, you are not mean enough, we are at the same table, if you do this, it will affect the friendship of classmates."

"Stop talking nonsense, just do it or not."

This kid usually looks down on these poor and lower-middle peasant children because he is a descendant of workers. It seems that today he has to show him some color and let him know why the flowers are so red.

"At the same table, guess what I saw in Liu Tun's movie last night?"

An Bo in the back stretched his head out like a giraffe, he just loved to listen to Wan Feng's drumming from all over the world.

"What did you see?"

"I've seen people smoke from their noses, and they still have two puffs."

An Bo sat back on his buttocks: "Cut! People who smoke have smoke coming out of their noses, and those who smoke are blind noses. What's so strange about that?"

"Don't you think it's strange? What if it's a student with smoke coming from his nose?"

An Bo scratched his head: "It doesn't seem like a big deal if the teacher doesn't know."

"Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, the teacher knows, at most he will be punished to stand and criticize, but if there is a student whose nose is smoking, I know what the consequences will be."

"Beating! I think it will be screaming like a pig."

Is this kid An Bo so good at doing things? Why didn't you see it before?

Wan Feng turned to Yuan Yimin: "At the same table, I seem to have heard you say that your father has a rest on Sunday. This Sunday, I am going to your house to discuss a business with your father. Do you have a dog at home? Then you have to watch the dog for me. I'm afraid of dogs."

Unexpectedly, seeing Yuan Yimin smoking a cigarette last night would play a role here.

Yuan Yimin blushed and turned white and then green again, making it look like a rainbow after the rain. He took out his homework from his desk and threw it in front of Wan Feng.

"That's right. A man should be more generous. Small belly and chicken intestines are the worst thing to do. From today onwards, I will entrust you with my homework. May our cooperation be happy and our friendship last forever."

Yuan Yimin puffed his cheeks and got angry.

Wan Feng didn't care if he was angry or not, he swung his arms and copied his homework,

Copying and making sarcastic remarks at the same time.

"It's not that I don't know how to do my homework, it's that I'm too lazy to do it. If you behave well in the future, I may consider borrowing some small books for you to read."

Wan Feng copied the spring wind and rain, full of ambition, and suddenly Yuan Yimin's voice came from his ear.

"I also heard some news when I was watching a movie last night. Someone is going to clean you up."

Wan Feng's Blossoming Brush paused for a second, and then a river of spring water flowed eastward.

"Who is it?"

"I won't tell you!"

"Sunday your dog..."

"I'll just give you a reminder, from our school."

There is no need to ask, the person who wants to clean up him is naturally Liu Shengan, which is not surprising.

Wan Feng thought that Liu Sheng'an would trouble him today, but there was no movement until after school in the afternoon.

This puzzled him deeply.

But he didn't naively think that Liu Sheng'an would leave this matter behind, reminding himself to be vigilant at all times.

After dinner, Wan Feng followed his uncle to Liang Wan's house.

As soon as he walked into Liang Wan's house, Liang Hua cried out as if being scratched by a cat when he saw him: "What are you doing here?"

"I said Liang Hua, do you entertain guests like this?"

"You're a fart guest."

"Hey! It's your dad who asked me to discuss some very important matters, you understand!" After speaking, he gave Liang Hua a flying eye.

So Liang Hua's face turned from white to black and then from black to white, and then he said hysterically, "Get out!"

Of course Wan Feng didn't go out.

"Why should I go out?"

"this is my house!"

"Drink! It will be my house in the future, maybe it will be our house and I can't go out."

"You bastard is teasing my daughter again, come here, come to the back room." When Liang Hua was about to go crazy, Liang Wan stretched out his head from the back room to greet Wan Feng.

"See, your dad called me, just wait for the news of our victory."

Wan Feng made a funny face at Liang Hua and walked into the back room, leaving behind Liang Hua who was beating his chest and feet.

There is a kang table on the kang in the inner room. Zhang Hai sits on the kang facing south and north, and a man in his forties is sitting next to him.

Wan Feng knew him as the accountant of the Wahou team.

Adding Liang Wan, this is the leadership of the Wahou team. It stands to reason that there should be a custodian, that is Luan Feng's grandfather, but he is not here.

Even though Liang Wan's job in the team is just a carriage driver, he still has quite a reputation in the back.

Wan Feng glanced at the three adults on the table, no matter how they looked, they looked like a grand banquet.

"You don't want one out of three to let me cheat my money, right? Let me first declare that I don't gamble." Wan Feng issued a statement solemnly.

Zhang Hai chuckled: "This kid is very interesting. We are not looking for you to gamble, but to ask you something."

"Do you have something to ask me? Did I hear wrong?"

"Go to the kang and sit down."

"Sit on the kang? What's the point of sitting on this table without even a bowl of water?"

"Oh! Xiao Mian, you still want to get three plates and two plates?"

"That's good to be brave."

Wan Feng laughed and took off his shoes, got on the kang and sat opposite Zhang Hai.