Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Someone handed over a candy bar tied with a string. The candy bar was peeled and tied in the middle with a string.

This is candy licking.

Because of the cigarette being lit just now, the new house was filled with smoke, and Wan Feng squeezed out the door to get some air outside if he didn't plan to stay in the house.

Outside, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the air is bitter.

You can clearly see a white mist with a breath.

In more than half a month, the school will be on holiday, and I can finally control my own time freely.

Originally Wan Feng wanted to sit outside for a while, but he ran back into the house after a few minutes.

There seems to be a big difference between the current temperature and the temperature in more than 30 years. He doesn't think the temperature in more than 30 years will be as cold as it is now.

Tonight, Wan Feng had to sleep on the big pit in the outhouse. Now that his aunt had occupied the room where Wan Feng and his uncle slept, he could only come to the outhouse.

All the luggage has been moved out.

There are also many people sitting on the kang in this room, such as accountants Liang Wan and Zhang Hai, etc. They are talking about the team's plan for next year.

"After the land was contracted to the household, I, the captain, was free and could concentrate on my sideline business, but for some reason, I felt empty in my heart." Zhang Hai sighed.

This is normal. After the land is contracted, the captain's responsibilities are indeed not as great as before. The phenomenon that the captain has to manage every detail will completely disappear.

For example, in farming, he is in a hurry to prepare for planting and fertilizing before the season is reached. The land is in the hands of everyone, and it is none of his business how people like to plant it. Even if he talks, no one will listen.

Rights are something that must be obeyed, and rights that are not obeyed are just a dead letter. Zhang Hai is probably lamenting the loss of his rights.

Wan Feng is not in the mood to share Zhang Hai's troubles. What he is concerned about now is that Luan Jianshe hasn't paid him the money recently.

If he remembers correctly, it has been three or four times since the Gushan Fair. Even if he makes ten hand-threshing machines a day in these fairs, he should produce more than 100.

I have to find time to talk to him tomorrow. People must have credibility, even if they are relatives.

Chapter 393 Down jackets and ski jackets

Maybe it was because of the cold outside just now, Wan Feng suddenly felt shivering and cold.

This is the prelude to a cold.

Wan Feng folded his clothes and lay on the kang, and pulled the quilt to cover his whole body.

Cold and fever are no strangers to everyone. Some people take medicine for cold and fever, others take injections for cold and fever, and Wanfeng just sleeps when he has a cold and fever.

The scorching hot kang with a big quilt and a big quilt, sleep all night and feel refreshed the next day after sweating all over. This is almost the way he gets sick, and there is no more than one night in the time of trial and error.

Around ten o'clock, the bridal chamber troublemakers finally began to leave, and the family finally quieted down.

Wan Feng took off his shoes and got on the kang, wrapped his head tightly with the quilt, and fell into a drowsy half-asleep and half-awake state.

In the morning, Wan Feng didn't get up early as usual.

This is the first time he has spent more than eight months on a lazy bed at his grandma's house.

Wan Feng, who didn't get up early as usual, caught his grandmother's attention. He reached out to touch Wan Feng's head, and turned around, boiled a bowl of mung bean ginger soup and poured it down for Wan Feng.

Naturally, he couldn't go to school if he had a fever, so Wan Feng lay on the kang and continued to sleep.

Around eight o'clock, a group of women's soldiers poured into Wan Feng's grandma's house.

A pair of gentle hands landed on Wan Feng's forehead.

When Wan Feng opened his eyes, he saw Luan Feng's caring eyes. Behind her, Hua'er Jiang Min stood left and right like two guardians.

"You are here." Wan Feng's words were weak.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

Wan Feng shook his head.

Luan Feng seemed anxious: "Why don't you take medicine?"

"Grandma boiled ginger soup for me. I feel much better. I think it will be over in two hours."

"Liar ghost, you'll be fine if you're still hot now." While speaking, Luan Feng pressed her cheek against Wan Feng's forehead again.

The pure Hua'er was moved: "Looking at Feng'er like a gentle little daughter-in-law, it's like falling in love once and looking for someone to love."

Wan Feng burst out laughing, thinking that the boy was so unlucky that he would be loved by Hua'er.

With this smile, he felt that half of the illness on his body had disappeared at once, and he sat up and put on his clothes.

Luan Feng stretched out his hand to pull Wan Feng to let him continue to lie down.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, I'm alive and kicking after I walk around outside."

Can't help but put on clothes.

Luan Feng took a padded jacket from Jiang Min's hand: "I made you a padded jacket, wear this."

Wan Feng was puzzled: "Ah, it's not like my side caught a cold and you just made the padded jacket? This is too fast."

"I made it a few days ago, but it was not done well. This morning your aunt went to work and said that you had a fever, so I hurried to finish it."

After the shutdown of the brick and tile factory, many girls and daughters-in-law began to concentrate on Luanfeng's work, like Zhu Yan, who was directly assigned a sewing machine to cut and make a piece of clothing by herself. Forty cents for a pair of pants and thirty cents for handwork.

This is how Luan Feng found out about Wan Feng's illness.

Wan Feng looked at the padded jacket made by Luan Feng, I'll go, how much cotton did this prodigal girl use?Can't this be a penguin?

"Should we also make a batch of cotton-padded clothes in winter? We can't get down for down jackets. How about we make ski jackets?"

"Down jacket? Ski jacket?" It's such a novel name, and it looks tall when you hear it.

Wan Feng put on his shoes and went to the ground: "Go to your house, let's design a ski jacket."

Luan Feng insisted that Wan Feng wear the new padded jacket she made, and also put Wan Feng on a padded hat.

The plan to pretend to be a penguin failed completely, and a bear appeared in the mirror!

Mr. Gou Xiong and the three women came to Luan Feng's house unsteadily and walked into the workshop.

Luan Feng's workshop now has ten sewing machines, and eight female workers are sewing clothes on the sewing machines. This is a style of jacket. Xinli needs a hundred pieces of this style of jacket, and it takes three days. delivery.

Although the mansion is not as warm as spring, the climate is pleasant, and it doesn't feel cold at all. Frost flowers hang on the glass due to the difference in temperature between the inside and outside, but they are slowly melting.

The only pity is that it is close to the mountain in the east, so it cannot receive sunlight in the morning, so it can only be illuminated by a few Baidu bulbs in the house.