Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Especially the cross talk of a certain cross talk actor promoting family planning made Wan Feng suffer from embarrassment.

As far as the level of cross talk he said, Wan Feng didn't understand why he would dare to tear up the rising Guo Daxia in Jinmen more than [-] years later?

There are also those Beijing operas. The Peking opera in the Spring Festival Gala in [-] has a section on the left and a section on the right. There are about four or five sections, and the time is too long.

Wan Feng didn't understand why an opera that probably only people in the capital would like to listen to played such a large proportion in the Spring Festival Gala every year?People in the capital love to listen to it, which means that people all over the country love to listen to it?

Fortunately, there are countless TV programs that can be exchanged in later generations, otherwise this would not be so depressing.

Before you know it, it's time to turn purple.

Wan Feng bought a lot of firecrackers, but he didn't think much about it.

The father and younger brother had a great time this time, they ran into the house to warm up for a while with their hands scratched from the cold, and then ran out happily to play, enjoying it forever.

Wan Feng didn't go out to let it go, he sat on the kang and distributed red envelopes to his sister and mother.

The mother's red envelope contains ten pieces of ten yuan, and the sister's red envelope contains one piece of ten yuan.

This time Wan Fang was not happy. She thought that there was not enough money in her red envelope, so she clamored for another one.

When it's drinking beer and there's another bottle, this thing doesn't have another one.

In the past, Luan Feng would come to this set every year. Instead of getting another one, she would get another one. One red envelope can no longer satisfy her appetite. She always asks for several red envelopes in spite of herself, but this year...

Wan Feng was in a trance for a while, and suddenly felt moody, and went back to the hut to sleep after handing out the red envelopes.

When he was with Luan Feng in the past, he still had the idea of ​​keeping the year old, but this year, he had no idea of ​​keeping the year old at all, and he didn't even keep the year old.

February NO.13, the 27th day of the [-]th.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, school should start.

It's the second semester of the eighth grade now, no matter what, this half semester has to be finished, and at least you have to have a junior high school diploma.

However, after junior high school, Wanfeng was a little hesitant about going to high school.

At that time, he faced three high schools.

It's a key high school located in Bei'an, so don't ask, it has nothing to do with him, he won't pass the exam at all.

The second one is the No. [-] Middle School in Wu County, which is an ordinary high school. If Wan Feng worked a little harder, it would not be difficult to get into Pugao.

But it's probably useless to go any further.

Wan Feng absolutely believed that he would not be able to pass the university entrance examination. At that time, the university was a serious army with thousands of horses crossing a single-plank bridge.

You can get into Yimapingchuan, but you can’t go home to work in agriculture. There is no messy technical school for you to mix up your diploma.

Wan Feng didn't think he could be admitted to university, nor did he have that ambition.

The last choice for him was vocational high school.

The vocational high school was founded by Red Bianjiang Farm itself. It was founded in [-]. It was located at the headquarters of Red Bianjiang Farm, which is a branch of Xiaowujiazi, fifty or sixty miles away from Sijitun in the upper reaches of Longjiang.

Although the Ministry of Education recognizes degrees and diplomas, they are quite informal.

In Wan Feng's words, good people will learn badly in this school, and bad students will learn even worse.

When Wan Feng entered this school, it was the fourth school since its inception.

The school was quite formal in the first session, but in the second and third session it started to become a mess.

The reason why Wanfeng still chooses this school in this life is that it is relatively close to Heihe. From Xiaowujiazi to the north along the Longjiang River, it takes three hours to reach Heihe by passenger boat.

It takes only two hours by bus in winter.

During these three years of high school, he will make friends with several important people in Heihe and store some goods.

This is probably the only reasonable reason for him to study in this high school in this life.

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Before going to high school, he had to finish the off-duty semester of the eighth grade at Dalinzi Middle School.

The first day of school on March [-]st.

As Wan Feng expected, he was assigned to sit in the fourth row of the first seat on the left. Cheng Ping was at the same table as him, and Qi Yunli was in the row in front of him.

Cheng Ping was surprised to see Wan Feng sitting on the empty seat next to her, and he was really sitting at the same table with this guy.

"I really sat at the same table with you."

"I've already said that I can tell fortunes. How about doing a fortune-telling for you someday?"

Huan Chengping shook her head, she was not lucky.

Wan Feng's class teacher is a teacher surnamed Qian who just graduated from the normal school last year. He tends to tremble a little when he gets angry.

The former student head in the class was Wu Huayang, who was transferred to Wan Feng's hands peacefully after Wan Feng's arrival.

Wu Huayang is a very talented person. After 30 years, he became one of the top ten farmers in the country.

At this time, Wan Feng could not associate him with the top ten farmers in the country 30 years later.

Thirty years later, as the chairman of the Dalinzi Agricultural Machinery Cooperative, he was elected as one of the top ten farmers in the country twice.

In Wu County and Heihe area, he was a representative of the National People's Congress and often participated in some meetings, and he was really beautiful for a while.

However, under the appearance of the scenery, only he knows how much pain is in his heart.

In any place that remembers to stuff bank cards for interviews, Wan Feng doesn't think there is anything enviable about Wu Huayang's scenery in later generations.

When Wan Feng came, Wu Huayang followed Wan Feng's lead.

Soon Wan Feng became acquainted in the class and became a very different person.

In the situation where the boys and girls in the class basically have no communication, he has been chatting with no one for a long time.

Cheng Ping at the same table is like this, and Tang Ruizhi behind him is like this, Qi Yunli, the prettiest in the class, is simply his microphone, and Qi Yunli can run faster than anyone else if Wan Feng wants to do something.

Of course, Wan Feng threw two pieces of toffee to her every now and then.

"Come here! Open your mouth!"

At noon that day, when Wan Feng arrived at school, he saw Qi Yunli eating candy again, so he hooked her up.

"What?"