Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Russia in the later generations of the Soviet Union is known for being rich in beauties, and this has been recognized by the world.

Maozi women are a disaster between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five, both in appearance and figure, but it's a pity that after thirty, they start to rot like food that has expired.

At present, the best way to extend the shelf life of food is to freeze it. I wonder if freezing it will extend the shelf life?

Thinking of this, Wan Feng smiled like an idiot.

"You are not allowed to bring a hairy woman back there!" Zhang Xuan guessed that Wan Feng must be thinking of a hairy woman when he saw someone's wretched smile, because just now he made fun of Li Mingdou about the hairy woman again.

Li Mingdou was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.

"Don't worry, I don't like foreign women."

"I heard that Maozi women are very white."

"Yes, it is very white, but have you ever touched birch bark?" The birch bark looks very white, but there is a layer of white powder on its surface, and it feels dry to the touch. Caucasian women feel this way Feel.

Zhang Xuan's eyes widened: "Have you ever touched a hairy woman?"

"Where can I find a hairy woman?" This woman is an idiot! In 1985, even Maozi women didn't have to look at them, so where could they touch them?

"Then how do you know that the skin of a hairy woman is like birch bark? Oh! I know, if you haven't touched a hairy woman, you must have touched a second-haired woman or a third-haired woman!"

There are indeed many Ermaozi and Sanmaozi along the river.

This woman has a hole in her head!

"I'll touch your sister, let's play!"

"Don't think about my sister."

Wan Feng couldn't laugh or cry, who hit your sister? It's just that brother-in-law and sister-in-law are confused, and he doesn't think so either.

Zhang Xuan's younger sister, Zhang Juan, also went to a vocational high school this year, and is now studying in Zhang Xuan's factory. Zhang Xuan wants to transfer the garment factory to her.

It's just that I got sick last month, and went back to see a doctor during the month-end vacation.

At this time, just came to the office from outside, and asked heartlessly: "Sister! Who wants to get my idea?"

Li Mingdou burst out laughing, this time he rushed.

Zhang Xuan put on a serious face: "You are not familiar with the business in the workshop, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Xuan is now training Zhang Juan to take over the garment factory.

Zhang Juan curled her lips: "I've eaten gunpowder!"

Then he ran to Wan Feng with a smile: "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with my sister?"

"Your sister? Does your sister eat flying vinegar? She eats the vinegar of a hairy woman."

"Huh? A hairy woman? You still have an affair with a hairy woman?"

What's wrong with these two sisters? It can be seen that a woman's brain is composed of single cells.

The winter of 1985 seemed to pass quickly in Wan Feng's heart, as if the school was on winter vacation inadvertently.

This year, because the branch factory shared the markets of Wu County and Xunke, the orders of the Cyclone General Factory were all completed by the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Zhang Xuan declared a holiday after paying his wages on the ninth day of the ninth day.

After the holidays, they went back to their respective houses to find their respective mothers.

The Spring Festival of 1986 came so silently, on a day when Ruixue danced.

Wan Feng planned to live this year peacefully, and next year's 42 will become a memory, so he took a camera to take pictures of 42, and then sent the film to Mr. Wang's house for him rinse.

His family lived in 42 for six consecutive years, and these photos will be fond memories of his parents in the future.

After shooting these, he went home to celebrate the New Year peacefully.

This year he doesn't plan to ask Zhang Xuan to come to his house. He said when he went to Zhang Xuan's house for the Spring Festival before the year that this is the last Spring Festival his family will spend in Longjiang, so this year he won't ask Zhang Xuan to come to his house. It's Chinese New Year at his house.

Although Zhang Xuan was unhappy, he didn't say anything.

This year Wanfeng lived peacefully, instead of going out for a walk, he played poker with his father and chatted with his mother at home.

On the eighth day of the lunar new year, Wan Feng left home and came to Heihe. Through Qin Suzhen, he hired a group of bricklayers. First of all, he repaired the abandoned factory reception room.

The three of Yang Jianguo must have a place to live.

The reception room is divided into two rooms, inside and outside. Originally, there was a kang and a pot table, so it didn't take much effort to clean it up.

By the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the hut in the reception room had been tidied up, a new kang was built, a new pot was bought, and glass was installed.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Wanfeng returned to Xiao Wu's house, where he was going to wait for Yang Jianguo and the others.

Zhang Xuan also arrived on the same day. The garment factory opened relatively late this year, basically preparing to coincide with the opening of the school.

Everything went as Wan Feng expected, on the 18th day of the first month, that is, on the 24th day of February, Yang Jianguo, Han Meng and Zhao Gang came to Xiao Wu's house.

Wan Feng picked them up at Xiao Wu's home station, and took them to the school dormitory for a night.

The next day, Wan Feng and Yang Jianguo came to Heihe together. They came to the abandoned factory, and the four wandered around in the factory.

"I rented this abandoned factory building. The original machinery and equipment have been taken away, and it is an empty house. Most of the factory buildings here will be converted into warehouses, and all the goods I need will be filled."

"Such a big place? How much do you want to store?" Han Meng asked.

"The minimum is hundreds of thousands of goods. I think the place is small. In the future, the goods exchanged from Maozi will be stored here and resold to domestic enterprises and traders."

After walking around the factory, I finally returned to the reception room.

"The three of you will live in this reception room, and you have to cook your own meals. I'll bring you some rice noodles. If your wife is not around, if you have any physical needs, Wang Zhonghai and the others can contact the female hooligan. Five You can hug a fire for a dollar."

Yang Jianguo didn't expect Wan Feng to make such a statement in such a serious manner, and the three of them didn't know how to answer for a while.

Seeing the embarrassment of the three of them, Wan Feng laughed loudly: "Why are you blushing, men? It's better than a handjob if you kill your family! It's over if you don't need it."

"Boss Wan, your thinking is really..." Yang Jianguo was speechless, and couldn't even find an adjective.

Are the thoughts of these three guys still cute?

"Okay, don't get entangled in this, let's go shopping, and it will be midnight if we delay."

The four of them took a taxi to the Heihe Trading Market, bought three sets of luggage, bought a few bags of rice noodles at the bargaining grain store, and finally bought some hidden radish, cabbage, potatoes, and pork at the vegetable market.

The three of Yang Jianguo were born as scouts, and it was no problem to cook by themselves. The firewood and Wanfeng were all prepared, and the problem of eating was solved.

Now that Yang Jianguo and the others are here, street gangsters like Wang Zhonghai should also make an appearance.

Bullying others in Heihe City is commonplace on weekdays, and Wan Feng is looking forward to seeing them being cleaned up by Yang Jianguo and the other three.

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