Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Since they had something to do, Wan Feng didn't intend to continue entanglement. Some forced them to pay back the money, and some forced them to find a partner, but it seemed that it was rare to force them to fight.

"Since you have something to do with your family today, forget it. If you can't do it today, there will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Anyway, you can't run away and I can't run away. Let's talk about it in two days. You can't avoid this battle between us."

"I will hide? When I have time, I will accompany you at any time." Liu Shengan replied.

"Then it's settled, actually, do you think I'd like to run with your shit, I'm running with my nose pinched, and now I'm one lap away from the finish line, I won't play with you anymore, I'm going to speed up. "

After finishing speaking, Wan Feng's speed suddenly increased and he ran to the front in the blink of an eye.

ah! Only one lap left, so fast? Why didn't you hear the referee fire the gun?

Seeing Wan Feng rushing past, Liu Sheng'an started to speed up angrily, not letting the enemy run into his head.

He sprinted like a 100-meter sprint and chased after Wan Feng in less than half a lap.

Wan Feng turned his head to look at Liu Shengan, who was panting behind him, and praised with a smile on his face: "Oh! You ran well, you caught up so quickly, but can you hold on to the finish line if you are out of breath? That's one and a half laps away."

One and a half laps! Liu Sheng'an was dumbfounded, didn't you just say that there is only one lap left? ? Be deceived! The sprint was early.

At this moment, Liu Shengan's seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he wished he could bite Wan Feng's body.

While running, Wan Feng turned his head to look at the distraught Liu Shengan, and let out a sigh.

"Liu Sheng'an, why are you fighting me with your IQ? You are panting slowly in the back, this time I really want to sprint, I will wait for you at the finish line, bye!"

Wan Feng didn't care whether Liu Sheng'an knew what goodbye meant, but this time he really sped up, accelerated again and crossed the finish line first at the same speed.

Li Yi, the physical education teacher who was pinching the stopwatch, looked at the numbers on the stopwatch in surprise.

The school sports meeting record that has been dusty for a long time has been broken!

Wan Feng sat at the finish line for more than ten seconds before Liu Sheng'an passed the finish line second out of breath.

As soon as he passed the finish line, he sat down on the ground and gasped for breath, his eyes on Wan Feng were full of swords and swords.

Wan Feng didn't care and applauded Liu Sheng'an: "You ran well. I have been cheering you up and applauding for fear that you will be caught up by Tan Chun. You see, Tan Chun is not far away from you. If Tan Chun catches up, I'm afraid of you." If you can’t think about it, you’ll be in big trouble if you drink medicine and hang yourself. Why are you not satisfied with your results? It’s pretty good that you can run second with me here. Do you feel aggrieved by losing? It’s a pity that you ran this year There is no chance for revenge, and I have to hold back my grievances."

Liu Shengan's face blushed and turned pale, this guy was still a bit of a city man, and he couldn't bear it.

Wan Feng was very disappointed. He really wanted to see Liu Shengan unable to suppress his anger and attack him, so that he could see the scene of Liu Shengan being punished to stand.

Tan Chun also showed his strength and ran to the finish line third. He not only completed the task assigned to him by Wan Feng, but also beat Yu Xiao and got the third place.

Yu Xiao was the fourth one to reach the finish line, and he would no longer have Liu Shengan's residence. As soon as he reached the finish line, he rushed to Tan Chun and yelled, "Tan Chun, bastard, are you uncomfortable?"

Tan Chun didn't say anything, but turned to look at Wan Feng.

The promise made must be kept, Wan Feng looked at Yu Xiao with a cold face: "Yu Xiao, what do you mean?"

"He's in my way."

"Look at your ugly face. You are willing to bet and admit defeat. If you can't, you can't. If you can't escape, you want to find an objective reason? How about we ask the teacher to judge?"

While Yu Xiao was still arguing, the physical education teacher Li Yi came over.

"What are you doing? What are you making a fuss about?"

Yu Xiao immediately fell silent.

"The three of you have been selected, and you will represent Jiangwei School to participate in the commune student sports meeting. Starting tomorrow, you will have training in the afternoon, a week of training, and you will go to the competition on June 1st, remember?"

The three people selected for the sports team are naturally Wan Feng, Tan Chun and Liu Sheng'an.

Wan Feng is not in a happy mood about being selected for the sports team, all of this is expected.

The sports meeting of Jiangwei School ended here, and then there was a closing meeting. At the closing meeting, Li Yi announced the selection situation.

Jiangwei students, old and young, selected more than a dozen people to represent Jiangwei School to participate in various events in the general school sports meeting.

What made Wan Feng speechless was that Jiang Jun was also selected. His strength was long jump.

The score of 5.1m is enough for him to gain a sense of presence in the elementary school group.

It stands to reason that he should also be good at high jumps. These two tricks will be of great benefit to his future prospects, after all, they can be used when running.

According to the promise, Wan Feng gave Tan Chun the prize for the first place in the 1,500 meters, and of course the promised preferential conditions for renting books.

Wan Feng gave Tan Chun a discount of two cents for three copies, and the deadline was until the end of this semester.

Back at his grandma's house, Wan Feng unexpectedly saw his uncle who seemed to be a little out of spirits.

If something goes wrong with my uncle now, Wan Feng can guess what it is with his knees.

Isn't it love!

At this stage, because my brother-in-law's prospective father-in-law who works in the supply and marketing cooperative of the Warrior Commune knew about his eldest daughter Jiang Xue and Zhu Ping, of course he was against it.

At that time, most of the marriages between men and women in rural areas followed the rules of their parents' orders and the words of matchmakers. It was not that there were no private life-long matters, but rare.

Jiang Xue's father thinks that he is a state employee who eats commercial food, and his daughter hooks up with a farmer, which hurts his face.

Until 2000, families who ate commercial grain in the countryside were superior to others.

This is not only because they belong to the state workers and have a stable income much higher than that in rural areas, but also because their children have the possibility of taking over. Especially around 1985, Bohai City began to have many Japanese-funded enterprises building factories, and the country also had many factories in Bohai City. Therefore, countless factories went to the countryside to recruit workers. At that time, they did not recruit migrant workers, but only recruited workers. The children of families who eat commodity grain.

This made the people who ate commercial grain in the countryside at that time all have their tails raised to the sky.

Zhu Ping's prospective father-in-law, Jiang Yuan, disapproved of his daughter finding a farmer. It is estimated that Wan Feng's future aunt had told Zhu Ping about this, and now Zhu Ping saw everything as gray.

Wan Feng didn't intend to help with this matter, he knew that although his brother-in-law's marriage had some setbacks, it finally worked out, so it was a long time coming.

After Wan Feng finished his meal, he was about to run away as soon as the rice bowl was put away, but Zhu Ping stopped him from behind and called him to the back room where they lived.

"What are you doing? Seeing you like this, could it be that my future little aunt ran away with others?"

Zhu Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his nephew was clever, but his speech was a little out of tune, and he dared to throw out anything.