Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Work hard, I hope to see you looking awesome when I come back next time."

"Pull it down, I can be awesome in front of anyone, but it's impossible in front of you, I can't be awesome."

Wan Feng laughed twice.

"If this line runs well, I'm going to listen to your advice and open another line. Would you like to open that line again?"

"Dongdan, Xiuyan, and Huaiyuan are all fine. When the time comes, you... the bus is here, so I won't talk to you."

The bus stopped, and Wan Feng gave Luan Feng a hug: "Okay, I'm leaving."

"Safe journey!"

Wan Feng got into the car and waved to Luan Feng who was under the car.

The bus starts.

With tears in her eyes, Luan Feng waved to the passing bus.

For some reason, she felt that her heart couldn't be calm after this farewell, and her heart panicked like grass growing.

Chapter 8: Hire a tractor to go to the riverside (six more)

During the three-day and three-night journey, on the afternoon of the 42th day of the first lunar month, Wan Feng and his mother returned to the [-]nd Company.

The younger brothers and sisters rejoiced when they saw their mother came back, and they no longer had to eat noodles every day.

The younger sister took her mother's hand to complain, and complained about the noodles in tears, saying that when she heard the word noodles now, her head was bigger than the house.

Wan Feng could understand the feelings of his younger brother and younger sister. The noodles made by his father were two fingers wider than the wide noodles in the restaurant, and he would not be hungry for two days after eating one meal.

So he sympathized with his younger siblings.

Who would have thought that my sister would not be easy to fool now, no matter how provocative words could comfort her heart broken by noodles, she would have to use RMB to get her smile.

And non-great unity does not laugh.

Trying to fool around with the red female tractor driver and the green machine tool worker, there is no door.

The father would just smirk.

In order to make up for the smaller stomachs of the younger siblings, the mother cooked delicious food for two days.

My sister's face became round again like a blown air.

The younger sister's face has changed, but the 42nd company has not changed. This season is the season to raise idlers. The adults play poker and chess, gossip, and the children wrestle and play football in the snow.

Even on the night of the fifteenth, there is nothing interesting here.

There is no fox fairy cave here, no stilt dancers, and there is nothing worth noting at night except that children carry lanterns made of cans and bottles, wandering around like ghosts.

On the fifteenth night, Wan Feng felt a little unwell. He thought he was going to catch a cold, so he went back to the hut and slept with a big quilt on the kang, but he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. The thought of seeing.

This thought stubbornly drilled through his heart and nerves like a rotating drill bit the size of a pinpoint, torturing him until it was almost dawn and he refused to leave.

Wan Feng took a deep breath, got off the ground and put on military hook shoes and a ski jacket.

My mother just got up and prepared to light the fire for breakfast, when she saw Wan Feng coming out of the hut, she asked in surprise, "Why do you get up so early?"

"Mom, I'm going to Xiao Wu's house."

"What are you going to do now?"

"There might be something going on in the small factory, I'm going to have a look."

Mother knew that he had set up a small garment factory at school, saying it was to earn some money for his classmates, so she did not object to his going to Xiao Wu's house.

"But now that the buses have passed by, how do you get there?"

Yes, the bus only runs at 06:30 in the morning, and now it is 07:30, and the bus is almost at the county seat.

"I hired a tractor to go across the river."

Although the ice in the Longjiang River is uneven, there is no problem running a tractor's front alone, and the distance from the river is only more than 50 miles, even if the tractor runs two hours slower, it can still reach it.

"Then you go after dinner."

"No, I'm going now, I may have to stay outside for two days, don't think about me."

Wan Feng went straight to the company store, he knew that usually there were a lot of people gathered here.

Even though it was still morning, he had the feeling that some of the company's tractor drivers were here.

Because of the contract, the company's tractors were also contracted, and a single-vehicle accounting was implemented.

Wan Feng believed that as long as he was willing to spend money, someone would pay for the car.

The company's shop has only just opened, and the stove has just been raised, but there are already a few idlers who can't wait to come here to bake the stove.

It happened that Pan Renbing, the tractor driver of the company, was there.

This guy must belong to the same family as Pan Renmei in the Song Dynasty, otherwise he wouldn't dare to have such a name.

"One hundred yuan from the river to send me to Xiao Wu's house. If I go, I will start the car immediately. If I don't go, I will find someone else."

Wan Feng twisted the ten Great Unity notes in his hand like a fan, and his words were concise and powerful.

In 500, the tractor contracted by Pan Renbing and his master Chen Xue was only [-] yuan each.

Once Wan Feng makes a move now, one-tenth of their income last year will come out.

Pan Renbing didn't say a word, and ran to his master's house to tell the story.

The tractor was parked in Chen Jia's yard, and Chen Xue didn't hesitate, the master and apprentice immediately boiled water and roasted the car for a busy meal.

About four or ten minutes later, the front of the Dongfanghong 10, covered with a quilt, suddenly came to the front of the store.

Chen Xue didn't go, as long as his apprentice Pan Renbing went, he just drove an empty car and he didn't have to follow.

Wan Feng got into the car and said: "The engine oil and diesel are all filled up, I don't want you to throw it halfway, or we will suffer."

"Don't worry buddy, okay? Let's go."

"Walk."

Wan Feng threw over a pack of [-] large-scale cigarettes: "Just send it to the Xiaowujia River for me, and you don't need to go ashore."

Pan Renbing was so happy that the snot bubbles came out. He and the master shared the money, but the cigarette was his own.