Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Wan Feng spread his hands together: "Li Gu! What a big deal! It's not the hatred of killing your father and taking your wife, why do you remember it for so many years? In fact, if you had come to talk to me earlier, you might have been reborn by now. Now, I can only express my regret for your retirement in it."

Li Gu took a deep breath and said nothing to identify the scene.

After identifying the scene, Li Gu was pushed into the car again.

After being polite to Wan Feng, the police left a phone number and took him away.

From the beginning to the end, Luan Feng stood leaning against Wan Feng without saying a word, she was not used to dealing with the police.

"Is it all right this time?"

"Okay, no one is calling our attention anymore."

These are just words of comfort to Luan Feng. Without Li Gu, there might be Zhang Gu and Liu Gu, so we should be careful in the future.

Chapter 1878

Strictly speaking, the domestic environment in the past two years has not been very good, and the disintegration of the Soviet Union internationally has made everyone in China panic.

The big brothers of socialism have all fallen, and how long Huaguo can go has become the cause of panic.

For this reason, during the period from January [-] to early February, the general secretary inspected Shenzhen, Zhuhai, Shanghai and other places, and delivered a famous southern tour speech.

The basic line of emphasizing one center and two basic points will not be shaken for 100 years. It requires more emancipation of the mind, greater courage in reform and opening up, and faster pace of construction. We must not lose the opportunity.

This is tantamount to injecting a boost to the social environment where rumors were rampant at that time, and greatly stabilized the situation.

Wan Feng knew about this a long time ago, so he didn't take the news seriously.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, according to the usual practice, Wan Feng still went to the nursing home to condolences and distribute money to the old people.

Some old people left during the period, but new old people joined.

The current nursing home is no longer limited to the orphans and widows in Wei Village, and some elderly people with children also want to join, the reason is that the nursing home is full of old people trying to have fun.

Of course, they are paid services, how much their children pay to the nursing home a year.

The money is not much, one hundred and eighty yuan a year, so the number of people in the nursing home has risen to six to seventy, and it is also very lively.

Wan Feng did not express his opinion on this change in the nursing home, he said what he said voluntarily.

Besides, the nursing home is not managed by him.

As the last project before each year, after visiting the nursing home, Wan Feng began to concentrate on celebrating the New Year at home.

The Spring Festival of another year is flowing like water.

The New Year's program is the same as in previous years.

This year's family is a bit deserted because my brother is going to serve in the army.

After the purple firecrackers were set off on the [-]th night, Wan Feng's pager received one after another New Year's greeting messages.

Pagers are truly popular among Jiang Wei's generation, and even people of Chen Dao Li Da's age can fiddle with them.

Wan Feng frowned as he watched the New Year's greeting messages one after another. There were too many of them.

He also picked one or two people back, such as Zhang Xuan's, Han Guang's, Gu Hongzhong, Chen Dao and others.

Most of them he didn't answer, he couldn't recall them, there were hundreds of them, and he couldn't finish them even if he returned tomorrow morning.

In the end, he simply turned off the pager and went out for a walk by himself.

After twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, on the street, except for some custards, there are almost no adults.

Standing on the avenue below and looking left and right, the whole Jiangwei is brightly lit, a thriving scene.

Wan Feng stood on the street for a while, then went home to sleep, it was still quite cold outside.

On the first day of the new year, Wan Feng still went to the company to celebrate the New Year with those foreign employees.

This year, because of joining Asada Nobu's team, the number of people has doubled compared to previous years.

Stupid people in Japan also celebrate the Spring Festival, but the customs are different from those in Huaguo, so it seems that their way of celebrating is not authentic.

Micro-face will go to the South and Northwest to do extreme tests in March, and Nobuo Asada will start making micro-cars next.

Hengbida itself has a small sedan, but that style looks like a little turtle, Wan Feng really didn't like it.

Who would buy a car like this?

Buy a little turtle and go home?

He is determined to make the style of QQ, and the Customs and Customs Department is already making imitation changes based on the micro-car production line.

In [-], the Nanwan Group had many projects to be launched, such as mobile phones, VCDs, micro-faces, scooter, second-generation pickups and flathead trucks.

The answer is still known, and there are unpredictable ones, like Cheng Gong's Huaguang No. [-] or Wang Wencheng's memory.

Maybe it will explode.

Wan Feng felt that there should be an order, and that everything should not be done in a rush, and that there must be a plan.

After going to work on the eighth day of the eighth day, I have to study it.

Because of the Chinese character pager, New Year greetings are very convenient, so there are not many people who come to Wan Feng's house to celebrate the New Year, and Wan Feng can also celebrate the New Year at home easily.

Chinese New Year seems a bit boring to Wan Feng, he doesn't gamble, doesn't like drinking, and doesn't like watching TV.

At most, I watch videos and play video games at home.

In a blink of an eye, it was the fourth day of the junior high school again, and this year Luan Feng was asked to go home for the New Year, which was different from the usual ones.

The first was because this was the last time she was called to celebrate the New Year, and the second was naturally because of Zhang Xuan.

"Is your name Zhang Xuan?"

Coming out of Luan Feng's house, Luan Feng asked as soon as he got into the car.

Wan Feng shook his head.

This is nonsense, how could he call Zhang Xuan here.

"Call her too."

"Isn't that right? I always call my daughter-in-law at home on the fourth day of junior high school. What's the matter if I call her here?"

Luan Feng gave Wan Feng a white look: "He pretended to be serious in front of me again, as if she wasn't your wife."

"That's not what I meant. I said that if you call her here, you'll know within a while."