Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Isn't the lice on this bald man's head obvious? If you ask an old farmer who has never seen the market to borrow such a large amount of money, he won't do it if you kill him.

"Yes, then I will discuss it with my second uncle."

"this is okay."

"That's it."

Xiao Jun stood up and ran to the machinery factory.

Seeing that it was noon, Wan Feng estimated that his classmates had already gone back, and they also wandered back home.

As expected, his classmates came back, skidding and hugging on the small river ditch at the door, excited like children.

"I thought you really ran away or got lost!"

Before entering the house, he ran out to greet him when there was a sound at the door.

Luan Feng was wearing an apron around her pretty waist, and she was looking at him with supercilious eyes.

"When you meet Xiao Jun, say a few words."

"Tell your classmates to eat."

During the meal, He Xiao said: "We are going to go back tomorrow."

"What's the hurry, let's play for a few days."

"It will be the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month soon, and it will be even more difficult to walk if you don't walk."

It makes sense, but there are enough people on the train at this time.

"That's fine. After dinner, I'll let Dongdan's friends see if they can get a sleeper ticket. You guys wait another day. Those photos might come out tomorrow. Take the photos and go back."

Hearing that he was going back, Zhang Xuan was a little unhappy.

"Xuan'er, why don't you stay here, and my sister will send you back after the new year? Or you and Wan Feng will go back together after the new year."

Listen, this f*ck is still full of emotions, did this silly girl not realize that this woman is a wolf?

"Sister Feng, I want to go back too."

This meal at noon actually tasted like parting from life and death.

After dinner, Wan Feng took his classmates to the office of Dongdan Tire Factory and called Wei Chunguang on their phones.

After exchanging pleasantries, Wan Feng expressed his request: seven sleeper tickets from Dongdan to Harbin, and told him that if he bought the ticket successfully, the people in their office would give it to him when he went back to celebrate the New Year.

"Brother, you are like a reborn parent to our factory. I am still thinking about what gift I will give you for the Chinese New Year this year. The money for this ticket is my brother's, even if it is a small favor from my brother."

Seven sleeper tickets from Dongdan to Habin cost more than 200 yuan, which is not bad.

The machinery factory here, including the tractor with three wheels and the current motorcycle, uses nearly [-] tires a year. For Wei Chunguang's factory, the debt is as heavy as a mountain.

"Brother Wei, what are you talking about? It seems like brother is trying to take advantage of you."

"Don't be polite with me, when will I come to Dongdan to take you to play."

"Hehe, then you are talking, I am going to send my classmate to Dongdan, either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, brother will prepare a special car for you at that time, and the car will pick you up and drop you off."

Shouldn't you be preparing a special car, right?

Chapter 8 and Five Will Never Get My Forgiveness

Tickets are very tight during the Spring Festival, and what Wan Feng wants is a sleeper berth, so it must be hard to buy.

But what Wan Feng didn't expect was that within three hours after Wan Feng finished calling Wei Chunguang, people from their factory office found Wan Feng and told him that the ticket was bought, but it was No. of.

It's only NO.14 today, and they can still stay here for another day.

When a person has an ideal, he will pursue it desperately.

Wang Dong is now on this road. Wan Feng's camera has become a tool for him to learn in the past two days. This guy bought two more film rolls and shoots all day long.

In addition to taking pictures, he hangs around in the camera shop and pesters the boss to teach him how to develop film.

When the boss knew that he was a classmate of a very famous person here in Wahou, he actually taught him the technique of developing film.

Although the time is too short to teach everything.

Guo Wu exchanged the money he brought with him for fifty toad mirrors, and his plan was to point to these mirrors to bring him the first pot of gold.

Li Xin didn't come in vain, after all, he got a brick tape recorder and went back to please his girlfriend.

He is already striding forward on the road of strict wife control.

Wan Feng gave him a cost price.

Li Mingdou didn't buy anything, either because he didn't want to or didn't know what to buy.

Wan Feng prepared a dozen large dried fishes and some dried shrimps and let them take them back to honor the master.

The hands of He Xiao and He Yanfei are empty, but they have all the goods in their stomachs, and they have eaten almost all of Wahou Food Street.

They thought it was a good trip out.

He Yanfei raised the scale by more than ten catties out of thin air, and now he is starting to worry.

On the afternoon of the fifteenth day, those photos were finally developed.

Less than 700 complete and undamaged negatives were developed from the three film rolls, and each negative was one of the original film plus nine further developed photos, more than [-], a thick stack.

It cost Wanfeng more than one hundred and tens of yuan just to wash it.

More than 80 of these photos per person were quickly divided up, so your face closed its eyes, your face pouted, and the room was full of laughter.

After the laughter came the farewell. On the morning of NO.16, Luan Feng sent Zhang Xuan to the river, with tears in her eyes.

Wan Feng knew that if Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan got mixed up, she would definitely be sold out.

Luan Feng stopped by the river and Wan Feng had to drive them all the way to Dongdan, because only he could get the ticket.

From the moment Gushan got into the car, Zhang Xuan was quiet like a puppet, neither laughing nor talking, and kept looking out the window.

Wouldn't she also have an affair with Luan Fengguo?

According to He Yanfei, these two guys sleep under the same quilt every night, it's nothing special...