Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the earth can already feel the atmosphere of the new year.

Spring Festival couplets have been pasted on the door of the Shuangqiao store, and blessing characters have also been pasted on the gray trays on the walls, creating a joyous atmosphere.

A few children not much taller than a dog at the entrance of the store were setting off small whips, and they poked incense several times to ignite the core of the whip, and then ran for more than ten meters like Bolt sprinting 100 meters, not forgetting to cover their ears.

The sound of crackling rippling in the fresh morning air.

Seeing the scene of children setting off firecrackers, which he loves and fears at the same time, Wan Feng couldn't help thinking of the scene when he set off small whips when he was a child. He recalled it carefully and found that he was no braver than them at that time, and seemed to be like a bird with them.

In the brigade building opposite the Shuangqiao store, two bright red light boxes were hung on the doorposts on both sides of the gate. It may also be a holiday, and there is no one in the team headquarters.

Wan Feng and Han Guang's family got off the taxi at the Shuangqiao store and the brigade building.

One hundred meters ahead, at the entrance of Nandawan, the security building of Han Guang's family was also beaming. A woman was instructing two security personnel to hang red lights and paste blessings.

From far away, she could hear her screaming and shouting a little further to the left.

The woman inadvertently turned her head and saw two people on the west avenue walking swaying this way.

The next moment, the woman didn't care whether the word "Fu" was pasted crookedly or not, and ran over like a galloping horse.

Wan Feng leaned back quickly, seeing that the city gate was about to catch fire, he didn't want Chi Yu to be caught in the fire.

Han Guang's family was a little at a loss, obviously they had never encountered such a battle, and they didn't know whether to hide or meet them.

Liang Hongying had already taken out her triple jump posture and flew over, but when she reached Han Guang's house, an emergency brake came on her.

This made Wan Feng very disappointed.

He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed again and again: "It's a pity that you are at such a speed with huge inertia. You should jump up and ride on Guangjia's body and give him a hard kiss. This is what normally happens in this background. But you What's the matter? I'm ready to applaud you, it's a waste of my feelings."

"You want to watch a play on the sidelines? Do all the women in your family do this?"

"Of course, if my Feng'er kisses me a dozen times now."

"Bah! Shameless!"

"Liang Hongying, don't think that you have the capital to be arrogant when Han Guang's family is back. The Guang family told me about your kissing. I have first-hand information about your shameless things."

Liang Hongying became anxious, and pinched Han Guangjia's arm hard: "Wood! How can you tell him such a thing?"

Han Guang's family couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't listen to him, don't you know that he is bluffing people."

Liang Hongying looked at Wan Feng with murderous eyes.

Wan Feng laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! There is no city mansion at all, so it will be revealed right away! I won't delay you going home and kissing, I will go first."

Wan Feng walked to the entrance of Nanda Bend first, and hesitated here. Should he go to the factory first or go home first?

After hesitating for a few seconds, Wan Feng still turned into Xiaoshutun.

Let's go home first.

There was no one on the main road at the west end of Xiaoshutun Village, and there was only Wan Feng alone on this road with constant traffic in the past.

Sparse firecrackers sounded from time to time in the village, and whip poles were set up in the yards of every household. The top of the whip pole was made of wood or iron sheets, and there was a windmill made of iron sheets at the tip of the aircraft. The wind blows. ringing.

The courtyard of the old brigade was deserted, the supply and marketing agency was closed, the clinic was closed, and Sister Hua'er's hosiery factory was also closed.

In the entire big courtyard, his family in the upper courtyard is probably still active.

Wan Feng stood at the gate and looked at the three-story small building of his own house in the Upper Court, which had a resplendent and magnificent aura.

An iron whip pole was also erected in the middle of the yard. The whip pole was painted with silver powder and shone silver in the sun.

Mother, younger brother and younger sister are pasting Spring Festival couplets.

My mother was brushing the paste with a pot of paste, and my younger brother Wan Jun pasted Spring Festival couplets and blessings on the wall.

My younger sister Wan Fang tremblingly hugged a handful of Spring Festival couplets with blessings on them.

"Brother is back!" Wan Fang yelled when she saw Wan Feng first, and waved the couplets with blessings in her hand like colorful flags.

When Zhu Min saw his son came back, he almost threw away the paste basin in his hand happily.

"I thought I wouldn't come back for the New Year this year."

"No way, it's just that I came back later."

Wan Feng handed the backpack in his hand to his mother, and took the paste basin: "Where are my grandma and my dad?"

"Your grandma went back to your uncle to celebrate the New Year, and your uncle came to pick it up. Your dad is playing poker in the house. You said your dad, we are all posting pairs. He is playing poker on the kang."

When Wan Shuichang is free, he likes to play a poker game called heaven, and he never goes to heaven after playing it for half his life.

"Haha, let him put it on. My brother and sister and I will just post it. Have you got everything ready for the New Year at home?"

"What are you preparing for? Feng'er is well dressed and sent a lot, and she also sent all the food that is available in the market. Your father bought some firecrackers and it's over."

"How many firecrackers did my dad buy?"

"It's more than three hundred yuan."

"I only bought so much! Are there any firecrackers in this business?"

In fact, in 1986, 300 yuan of firecrackers was quite a lot, and ordinary people only paid 10 or 20 yuan.

Jiangwei Brigade is the wealthiest place in this area, and the average family firecrackers cost less than one hundred yuan.

"The cooperatives are closed, but there are small shops."

In 1986, the management of firecrackers was quite loose, and individual small shops could buy and sell them.

"Quick post, go buy firecrackers after posting."

"Brother! The building is not good, so there are so many more blessings than houses." Wan Jun poked out this sentence without saying a word.

"It's good to live in a shack. You don't need to post a piece of paper. I'll build a shack for you in the yard tomorrow." Wan Feng said straight away and went back.

Living in a building, he felt that there were too many "Fu" stickers.

The blessings on the upper floor were all pasted up, so Wan Feng didn't have to go down a few times to finish posting them on the downstairs as well.

After posting the couplets with blessing characters, Wan Feng looked around for a car.

But apart from Wan Shuichang's motorcycle, there wasn't even a cart in the yard.

It’s okay if you don’t have a car at home. Motorbikes can’t pull many things at all. Do you want to get a Sixiang and drive it first?

He asked his younger brother to borrow a two-wheeler from a neighbor's house. Wan Feng took his younger brother and sister to the Shuangqiao store and bought a cart of firecrackers for 500 yuan.

The owner of the shop was so happy.

Wan Shuichang saw that his son had bought a carload of firecrackers, and he was amused, so he loved to set off firecrackers.

It doesn't bother me to let him go day by day.

After eating at noon, Wan Feng started visiting on Lao Tzu's Jiangwei 70 motorcycle.

Of course, I will go to see grandma, uncle and grandpa, and then go to Luan Feng's house.

Etiquette has to be done.

Wan Feng rode his motorcycle into the South Bend, only to find that earth-shaking changes had also taken place in the South Bend.

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