Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Although Luan Feng was extremely reluctant, Wan Feng still wanted to leave. On January 5th, Wan Feng officially left Wa and set off for Longjiang.

The business of electronic watches and tape recorders was left to Luan Feng and she would take care of them in the future, and Wan Feng set off with ease.

Luan Feng, Jiang Min, Hao Qing and Zhang Xian kept sending Wan Feng to the passenger station.

Xia Qiulong took his brother to see Wan Feng off at the passenger station.

"Brother Xia, this year is not a peaceful year. Listen to me and don't do any outrageous things this year. Especially those related to criminal matters, you must stay away. We will talk about the details when I come back in July." This was the only advice Wan Feng left for Xia Qiulong before leaving.

But the crackdown won't start until August 25th, and it won't be too late for Wan Feng to come back and tell them.

Wan Feng couldn't bear to look at Luan Feng with red eyes, so when he got into the car, he hardened his heart and didn't look back. He didn't look back until the car drove a long way...

What followed was an endless journey. When he passed by Changchun, he got off the car and went to Sanchahe to have a look at his investment projects.

The foundation of the Huajiao and the surrounding walls have been built, and the three houses at the entrance of the Huajiao have also been built. Tengfei's younger brother lives in this house at night.

Because it will not be used this winter, the flower cellar only has windshield walls around it and no shed.

There is a partition wall every five meters in the flower cellar, which separates the entire flower cellar into six areas. These separated areas will be covered with glass tomorrow winter.

Thousands of various Clivia species will be cultivated inside.

He is very satisfied with the performance of the Teng family. It seems that the Teng family is quite reliable.

Now that the foundation has been laid and the master who grows flowers has been hired with a high salary, he will wait for the next spring to cultivate flower seedlings.

The delay here made Wan Feng's journey a day longer. After he left Wa on January 5th, he did not set foot on the land of the 42nd Company until the 9th.

When the bus stopped at Dalinzi Station, it was already around three o'clock in the afternoon on January 9th.

After the winter solstice is the shortest time of day, the ninth day will pass Xiaohan, and it will not be far from dark after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Under the feet is the crunching snow, and the eyes are all silvery white.

Although a group of people got out of the car, Wan Feng found that there were no members of the 42nd Company. After passing through the south yard of the Dalinzi Brigade, he was the only one left walking alone on the avenue.

Wan Feng only carried a crumpled backpack, which contained only a few sets of clothes.

Walking to the carpenter's shop, we reached the boundary of the 42nd Company.

Under the vast sky, the mountain village looked lonely and lonely. The wind ran wildly on the street, and there was no one in the empty street, and patches of snow and fog swept up from time to time.

Wan Feng wrapped the thickened ski jacket tightly around his body, tucked his head into the cotton hat as much as possible, and when the cold wind blew head-on, he turned around and used his back to resist the ravages of the cold wind.

Because of the short days, the custom here is that many people eat two meals, one meal at dawn at 8 o'clock in the morning, and the second meal at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon when it gets dark.

Wan Jun ran outside after eating his mouth. In winter, children here often play wrestling and snowball fights in the snow at night.

He was eager to go out to play, pushed the door hastily and ran out, and bumped into a person as soon as he went out.

"Mom! My brother is back." A few seconds later, an excited voice sounded from Wanjia.

This voice was like setting off a firecracker in the house, and the Wan family immediately fell into chaos.

"Why did you come back all of a sudden? Not even a letter? You came back alone, where is Xiao Fenger?"

By the time Wan Feng took off the cotton cap on his head, his mother had already asked several questions.

"Writing a letter is of no use, and it may not be faster than me. Maybe when I get home, the letter hasn't come yet, so I didn't write the letter and came directly. I won't leave when I come back this time. Of course, Luan Feng didn't come. , I have to send it back when she comes."

Makes sense.

"It's the same thing. It just so happens that the table hasn't been cleared yet. Let's eat."

Wan Feng took off his padded jacket and went to the kang to eat.

Wan Fang thought that there was something delicious in Wan Feng's backpack, so she grabbed the backpack and opened it. She was disappointed to find that there were only a few sets of clothes in it.

"I want something delicious."

"No, buy it yourself." Wan Feng casually threw out a ten-yuan note.

Wan Fang clutched it in his hands, and stars appeared in his eyes.

Wan Feng threw another one to his younger brother.

"Brother! Let's steal dumplings after dinner?"

Stealing the dumplings, is it time to make frozen dumplings?

As soon as the twelfth lunar month entered, every household here began to make frozen dumplings, one sack by one sack.

Making so many dumplings is to save trouble when eating.

Otherwise, the lazier people are, the more lazy they want to be. Mao Dong has nothing to do in winter, so he is too lazy to even cook.

"I won't go today, I'll go steal dumplings tomorrow night."

"Then I'm going out. I'll steal the dumplings later and we'll cook and eat them when I come back."

Wan Jun ran out quickly.

"When will our family make frozen dumplings this year?"

"In two days, we don't need to worry about packing too much."

Wan Feng chatted with his parents on the kang, and when the conversation came to a TV program, he went to the small room to write a letter to Luan Feng.

The small kang in the hut was scorching hot, and Wan Feng wrote letters on the kang.

Dear Fenger:

I arrived home safe and sound. It has been a few days since I left. As the saying goes, not seeing each other is like three autumns. I miss you so much, I miss you so much that I can’t even remember what you look like...

Wan Feng didn't forget to write in the letter and kept silent.

I have to write a letter in the next five days, which is a rather disturbing thing.

After writing the letter, Wan Feng yawned, feeling sleepy like a flood.

It looks like I'm going to have a good night's sleep tonight, to release the fatigue of the journey for the past few days.

Wan Feng took off his clothes and got under the covers to sleep.

This sleep lasted until the next morning, and he didn't know when his brother came back last night.

Before Wan Feng got up in the morning, Jin Xingbin, Zhong Yixiang and others ran to Wan Feng's house with a deflated football under their arm, asking Wan Feng to play football.

Longjiang is not a province with well-developed sports, and there are probably no sports that can be sold in the whole country except for ice and snow sports.

Football is even more deserted. Not only now, but in future generations, there will not be a few decent teams, and there will not even be a mass base.

But football has become a new sport in the 42nd year. The reason should be attributed to the World Cup Asia-Pacific qualifiers at the end of 1981.

At that time, several matches of the Chinese team were broadcast on TV, because when the TV broadcasted only one program, there was nothing else to watch.

At that time, many children learned about football and fell in love with it through watching these games.

Strictly speaking, Wan Feng also started to like football from this time.

It's just that their football is too broken!

I don't know where they got such a broken football, because the air leak is not enough to inflate at all, it's just so deflated, and it makes a popping sound when it kicks up.

If two people kick at the ball at the same time, the football changes its shape.

How do you play a football that is not round?

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