Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Heck, do you think we should find a matchmaker to settle the marriage first?"

This is Luan Feng's request, she needs a title.Although everyone in the empress knew about their affairs, the indeterminate relationship was not justified.

Wan Feng was taken aback, what joke, since his parents were not here, he decided to marry him?The father will definitely not say anything, but the old lady will definitely kill herself.

"I just said that no more unreasonable demands are allowed, and you immediately made it out like this. My parents are not here, and they don't even know what you are. Can this relationship be settled? You are a knowing crime and must be punished. "

Once the punishment started, Luan Feng murmured tremblingly: "I know I'm making trouble for no reason, so you should punish me severely."

Since Jiang Min lived in Luan Feng's house, in the past two months, the two of them have only had one date while watching a movie. It would be nonsense to say that there is no sense of hunger and thirst.

So Luan Feng's reaction was very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Wan Feng's lips were almost bitten.

If someone bites you, of course you have to bite back, otherwise you will suffer a lot!

"Why does your horn seem to get bigger?"

"It's all your fault for playing the trumpet. Since you played the trumpet last time, I have noticed that it has become bigger. Oh, you play it lightly. Is there anyone who plays the trumpet like you?"

"Of course the horn has to be blown hard to make it sound."

Luan Feng gave Wan Feng a hard pinch: "You still think it's a real trumpet, scoundrel! Don't keep blowing it, okay?"

Having too many horns is also troublesome. Playing two horns at the same time requires some skills, and someone's cheeks hurt from playing.

Luan Feng's body was already spread out like a puddle of mud, and she couldn't even speak.

This woman is too weak, she just plays the trumpet like a bear, what will happen if she touches the plate in the future?

Do you want to try it now?

Luan Feng resolutely rejected Wan Feng's attempt to cross the [-]th parallel.

"This won't work, it really won't work, and it's not allowed to go down until after getting engaged."

Wan Feng didn't understand. Aren't the top and the bottom the same? Is there any distinction between high and low?

"Why don't I have so many regulations? All my territories are completely open, and your territory should also be open. This is the only way to be equal."

Luan Feng sneered: "You think beautifully, and I won't be fooled by you. My territory is only partially open to you, and the rest will not be open until the time comes."

"Then what if I send troops to invade and occupy by force?"

"I will swear to the death to resist the invaders."

This is boring. War is all about subduing the enemy without fighting. If it develops to the stage where bayonets are popular, the losses of both sides will be immeasurable. Wan Feng didn't intend to occupy the opponent's position, so he didn't make any more tentative attempts. attack.

Since they can no longer communicate in depth, it is better to return to plainness, so the two began to talk nonsense.

Luan Feng loved listening to Wan Feng talk about things she didn't know, even if she knew that some of them were improvised by Wan Feng, she would still be fascinated by them.

"You said that in the future women will wear three-line underwear on the street?" Luan Feng couldn't bear the news, so she couldn't help but interjected.

"Tch, what is that? On some beaches in foreign countries, men and women don't wear anything."

"That's not all seen!"

"Just look at it. If people look at you, don't you also look at others? No one suffers."

"You are sophistry, and you want to lie to me."

The moon on August [-]th is actually no different from the moon on the [-]th. They are both round and cold, although they are pretty.

The bright and cold moonlight shone down from hundreds of thousands of miles away, and shone on Wan Feng and Luan Feng.

"Should we go back? Your mother will worry if you go back too late."

It's almost eleven o'clock, and Wan Feng was afraid that Luan Feng's mother would be worried.

Even though she knew that her daughter must be together, it's not a problem to wander until the time of ghosts without even making a kiss.

"Let's go back."

Luan Feng didn't want to leave, so she groaned on top of Wan Feng.

"What?"

"I also want you to blow the horn once..."

Chapter 3 Letter from Brother

September 1980, 23, the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly and warmly on the street. Several ducks kept turning their heads, staring nervously at Congxi Chengjia's cow-like flower dog.

Huagou was obviously not interested in these pretentiously affectionate ducks. He lazily glanced at these noisy ducks, then turned around and shook his head and tail at Cong Xicheng who ran out of the yard.

Wan Feng was walking on this sunny street, listening to the symphony of chickens, ducks, geese and dogs, he suddenly felt a touch of emotion and a trace of sadness in his heart.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was originally a festival for family reunion, but now he is walking alone on the street in a foreign land, while his parents, siblings are far away in Longjiang, three thousand miles away.

It is said that the moon is the moon of the hometown, and people are the people of the hometown. At this moment, Wan Feng began to miss his relatives.

I don't know what my parents and siblings are doing now?Will they also think of themselves who are thousands of miles away at this time?

At this time in the last life, he was still young and did not have the experience of the present, so he did not have this feeling of homesickness at all, but this kind of homesickness really emerged in this life.

It surges quietly from the bottom of my heart and then rises all the way to the eyes.

Wan Feng wiped the corners of his eyes and took out a letter from his pocket.

The person who wrote this letter was his younger brother Wan Jun. When he received this letter yesterday, he was very surprised by the handwriting on the envelope.

"Brother, when will you come back? The local children in the company always bully us, especially when Hongwei and Yang Shoujun often beat us, and those Dongshan people always bully us because of the large number of people, and the children in Hualinzi also bully us. Bully us, come back quickly."

What the younger brother said in the letter was true. The two people mentioned in the letter were the king of children in their company. Wan Feng did not change his fate of being bullied when he returned in his previous life.

He couldn't beat Dang Hongwei and Yang Shoujun at all, and was bullied for a whole winter.

Wan Feng read this letter several times. When he read it the first time, he was filled with righteous indignation and wished he could go back to Longjiang to clean up the people who bullied his younger brothers and sisters. But when he read this letter again now, his mood has become Plain as water.

After all, his current mental age is not 13 years old. Although he is not opposed to fighting and killing, he has indeed passed the mental age that is easy to be hot-blooded.

Although he has fought several battles so far after Jiangwei, he did not initiate each conflict, he was just a passive responder.

Of course he will call back when someone calls.

It's impossible for someone to slap him on the left cheek and he can hand over the right cheek, even if he was cowardly in the last life, he never behaved like a slut.