Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1189 Met Uncle Tun Again

After passing the small hill, there is a village on the other side of the hill, and this is where the supply and marketing cooperative of Xiaolijia Village Brigade is located.

The scale of this village is not large, and it also looks like seventy or eighty households. The layout of the village is scattered, and it was not planned much at the beginning.

The supply and marketing cooperative is located at the south end of the village.

The first ten days of October should be the time for harvesting soybeans. How many idlers are still talking nonsense in the supply and marketing agency?
Several idlers of different ages gathered in front of the counter of the non-staple food group and were chatting and laughing.

One of them, a young man in his thirties with a flat head and a blue cloth suit, had a very loud voice, as if he was telling some nasty joke.

The few people around him were laughing and laughing.

When seeing these people, Zhan Ling's little hand seemed to tighten, tightly holding Wan Feng's hand.

Wan Feng didn't pay attention to this, and put the stone down from his shoulder.

"It's at the right place, this time you don't have to lean on my back, I need something in my hand when I walk back later, I can't carry you on my back, let's see what you do."

"I'll go back by myself."

While talking, he came to the counter of Huasha Group in front of the counter.

"I want to buy two ready-made bedding, is there any?"

The salesperson at the counter was a 50-[-]-year-old woman, who turned around and took out a bed and a cover that were similar in color to military luggage from the counter.

Wan Feng shook it off and took a look, holding the grass, this luggage is too weird, the thickness of the quilt and quilt is almost tolerable, but what's the matter if you are about the same size?
Is this a quilt and mattress or two mattresses?

"Is there no bigger quilt? This is too small."

The salesperson shook his head: "It was like this when I came in, nothing else."

This luggage is purely a fool's play. It's okay for children, but it's not enough for adults!

But even if you are fooling people, you have to buy it, so let's cover it. Fortunately, it is only October now, and it is limited even if it is cold at night.

Anyway, they only stayed for three nights.

Two sets of broken luggage cost Wan Feng 15 yuan, which is not expensive.

The salesperson rolled up the two sets of luggage and tied them with cloth strips.

The volume of the two sets of luggage was about the same as that of one set of luggage, which made Wan Feng a little dumbfounded.

Wan Feng carried the luggage in one hand and pulled the stone in the other from the flower yarn group to the non-staple food group.

"Little Reiko, come here!"

At this time, the young man with a loud voice called Zhan Ling.

Zhan Ling looked at the young man timidly.

"What does this man do?"

The person in the mouth of the big and round young man obviously refers to Wan Feng.

"He's from out of town, rent my house." Zhan Ling replied in a low voice.

"Rent your house to live in? Your house is like a pig's nest and you can still live in it? Hahahaha! Then how much do they rent your house?" The young man asked after laughing presumptuously.

"One hundred a day."

"One hundred a day!" The smile on the young man's face stopped abruptly, and he looked surprised.

Several other people were also surprised.

One hundred yuan a day?This number is too surprising. How much would it cost for a month?

How did they know that Wan Feng was only staying here for three days, and Zhan Ling didn't quite know how many days Wan Feng would be staying at her house, but they only knew that one day would cost one hundred yuan.

Wan Feng ignored them, went to the counter, bought two bottles of Yushu Daqu, bought two Habin brand cigarettes, and then bought a pack of toffee, two packs of cakes, and several bottles of canned fruit, meat and fish.

Seeing that these things were not easy to take back, Wan Feng bought another old-fashioned shoulder schoolbag that the students were carrying at that time.

After stuffing the cans, wine, and cake sugar, there are only two cigarettes left, so each of the two children can only take one.

Just as Wan Feng finished paying and stuffed things into his schoolbag, the young man leaned over to Wan Feng's side: "Brother, can you get me some wine?"

Wan Feng turned his head and glanced at the young man.

Although the young man had a grin on his face, that smile was obviously a smile with malicious intentions.

"Is half a catty enough?"

"There are so many of us, half a catty is not enough." The young man emphasized the words "so many people".

"What about a catty?"

"It's about a catty."

"Give this brother a catty of loose wine." It's only eighty or ninety cents.

"It's bright! But it's not enough to just drink without ordering something to go with the drink. It can't be done." The young man raised the condition again.

Wan Feng didn't even think about it: "Bring a few more bags of peanuts, this time it's alright?"

"A few bags of peanuts are not good, it seems like begging for food."

Wan Feng frowned: "Then what else do you want?"

"Why don't you get two cans of meat?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Take two more canned meat."

The salesman brought two cans of meat.

"How much are these things?"

Wan Feng took out the money and prepared to pay.

"A total of five yuan and six cents, one pound of loose wine, two yuan of six packs of peanuts, and two yuan and six cents of two cans."

Wan Feng counted out ten yuan and handed it to the salesperson.

Just when the salesman was about to hand over the change to Wan Feng, the young man said again: "No need to change, the rest of the money will be taken from grape cigarettes."

A box of grape cigarettes was sixty cents, but the salesman did not move. He knew that the money belonged to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng turned around and took a good look at the young man.

The young man looked at Wan Feng with a half-smile.

This is how I met Uncle Tun, and once I paid for it, I decided to look like myself.

Do you want to beat this guy until his mother doesn't know him?Forget it, it's only a few dollars, and I will only live here for three days, so I don't need to cause trouble.

"Use the rest of the money to buy cigarettes for these buddies, Reiko! Stone! Let's go!"

Wan Feng picked up the luggage in his left hand and the schoolbag in his right, put two cigarettes in Zhan Ling's arms, and walked out of the store.

A few people laughed from behind.

"It's really unlucky, why did I meet a pig blowing bubbles today." Zhan Ling muttered as soon as she left the store.

"Is he a pig blowing bubbles?"

Pig blowing bubbles are considered useless on pigs, and they are thrown away when most people kill pigs.

It is not a good bird for a person to be given such a nickname.

"Pig Chubupao is not a thing in the village. I heard from my dad that he broke his arm."

He broke Zhan Honggui's arm?

"Then do you know when your dad's arm was broken by him?"

Zhan Lingzi shook her head: "I don't know, I was young at that time."

Zhan Ling is 12 years old this year. She doesn't remember explaining that it was at least six or seven years ago.

"Then did he lose money and squat on the fence?"

"do not know!"

You'll know when you go back and ask Zhan Honggui.

After all, the stone is small, happily holding a cigarette, chewing toffee in his mouth, bouncing around.

Wan Feng sighed, if Zhan Honggui's arm hadn't been broken, this would be a happy family even though it wasn't rich.

It's a pity that now, with one arm missing, he can only be regarded as a semi-disabled person, and he can't do a lot of farm work.

There is no laughter in his family, but fortunately there are two good children.

When they returned to Zhan Honggui's house, Zhan Honggui and Han Guang's family had already cleaned up Westinghouse.

(End of this chapter)