Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 268 Smart people
Xia Qiulong moved a wheelchair into the house, and Jiang Hongguo started to assemble it without stopping. First, he installed the guide wheels, and pressed the two guide wheels in seconds, and then installed the push wheels.

"Brother Jiang, are these four shelves enough for you to assemble this week?"

"I can't say that, maybe it's enough, maybe it's not enough."

This sentence is very reasonable, but if you take a closer look - it means you didn't say it.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you can use it or not. I'll place five orders when I go back. If it's not enough, go to the side of the road and tell the tractor that delivers bricks in our village. You can tell me in the morning that maybe it will be delivered in the afternoon. I have other things to do and I won’t be here.”

"Leaving so soon? Brother, why don't you leave after noon?"

"Still eating? I'm busier than the president now."

Out of the Jianghong country, Xia Qiulong asked suspiciously: "Brother, what is the president? Why are you busier than the president?"

Wan Feng was taken aback, and then he remembered that Xia Qiulong and the others had no idea what a president was.

"The president is the biggest bucket of water." Wan Feng laughed and left, leaving Xia Qiulong in a mess: Why is the big bucket of water so busy?

Wan Feng has four things to do this morning, so he has to hurry and stay in every place and the time plan will not be long.

Now he has done two things, and Xinli delivered the car frame to Jiang Hongguo, and now he is doing the third thing, sending some of the official wife's clothes to Bai Liyun's house.

Xia Qiulong didn't need to follow him to deliver the clothes, and he didn't need bodyguards.

Wan Feng carefully poked his head into the open courtyard door of Bai Liyun's house. His greatest wish was not to see Zhou Binghua, and the best thing was not to see Hua'er doing laundry.

Because the clothes he promised to Hua'er did not come true, he forgot about it.

It can't be blamed on him, who hasn't forgotten the time!
Luck always favors those who are prepared. Wan Feng did not see the flowers because he was fully prepared.

The yard was empty.

Wan Feng heaved a sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to face Hua'er's unreasonable troubles.

"Godmother!" Wan Feng yelled first when he entered the room. If the godmother was at home and had an appointment with the situation, wouldn't it be bad luck for him to rush in.

Although knowing that this situation cannot happen at all, be careful so that the Wannian Ship is not.

Facts have proved that Wan Feng's psychology is too gloomy, there is only one person in the room, and Bai Liyun is at the window arranging the cloud temples, facing the mirror with yellow decals.

"Xiao Wan! You're here!"

"Godmother, where's Sister Hua'er?"

"I ran out early in the morning, saying that I went to watch a movie with my co-workers."

This is good, completely clean.

Wan Feng went into the room and took off the backpack from his shoulder, and took out eight sets of clothes from it.

"Godmother, I gave eight sets of clothes and made eight sets."

"Huh? It's only made so little, it's only one-third of it."

"When you people make clothes, you must make them carefully, and there is no room for sloppyness. We have a special person who specializes in making your clothes. We can make one set in a day, which is better than eight sets."

In fact, Jiang Min didn't make these clothes specially, she sometimes helped to sew trousers.

By saying this, Wan Feng is putting gold on his face, proving that I didn't fool you when I made clothes for you, and they can't see them anyway.

"That's right! The people in my circle are all respectable, it doesn't matter if it's expensive, you must do it well, let me see."

"This is Cao Yuling's, this is Guan Xianghua's, this is Yu Xiaoyan's..." There was a note inside each suit, with the owner's name written on it.

Bai Liyun checked the eight sets of clothes Wan Feng brought, and put them away carefully.

"Don't mention it, those whores can't wait to come here eight times a day in the past two days, just to see if the clothes are ready."

"Try to deliver them all next week. In fact, there are a few sets at home that have been finished, but they haven't been ironed. By the way, I saw my godfather at the construction site on Wednesday afternoon. He said he was going to a meeting and was wearing new clothes. Don't be so energetic in the west, the godmother must be closely monitored when she comes back at night, and tortured if necessary, maybe there will be a little wife behind her."

Wan Feng always wanted to advance Zhou Bingde's slander in front of Bai Liyun, and for some reason, he always felt that Zhou Bingde would be happy if Bai Liyun took care of him.

But he also knew that it was a waste of effort. People at that time were very simple even in the officialdom, and they were considered corrupt even if they had a little food.

Style problems are more serious than eating mistakes.

"Go! Don't pick yourself up in front of me."

Pai Huo means to sow dissension.

"Since you mentioned the suit, I remembered that your godfather was wearing that suit at the meeting that day, and it became the focus of the audience. Many cadres asked where your godfather made it and how much it cost. There is a lot to do, Let me ask."

As long as the hook is thrown out, there will always be a big fish taking the bait, and the big fish brand suit is not called for nothing.

"Godmother, it takes at least [-] to make such a suit, because it takes too much effort, and there are too many processes to go through for a suit."

"Okay, godmother knows, godmother wants 35 sets for you."

This is another five yuan!

"Don't forget to ask for the size of their clothes. Sister Hua'er came back and told her that the clothes I promised to give her were still not finished. I will bring them to her next week."

The third thing is also done, and the last and most important thing is left.

Wan Feng and Yang Hong agreed to ask him to wait for him at Miaoling. Now a question arises, how did he get to Miaoling?

This is Nandapo. The reason why it is called Nandapo is naturally in the south of Hongya. The key is that Miaoling is in the northwest corner of Hongya. There is also a minimum distance of not less than four miles from Nandapo to Miaoling.

If he walked this distance, it would be too late to wait for Yang Hong's tractor.

Xia Qiulong had already gone to the construction site by bicycle, and it was impossible for him to carry him to Miaoling.

Wan Feng stood on the street and looked around blankly, and saw a young man riding a bicycle with teeth and claws coming.

What do you do with so many people on the street?Wan Feng stood on the side of the road without moving his eyes and watched the guy come running towards him. Seeing that the bicycle was approaching him, Wan Feng fell down.

"My leg! My leg!" Wan Feng sat on the ground and hugged his leg in pain.

The young man on the bike was startled, and hurried to Wan Feng's side: "Oh, there are no children after the crash!"

"My legs won't move, I'm going home."

"Where do you live at home, shall I take you back?"

"Okay! My house is grinding with double pushers."

"Can you stand up?"

Of course I can stand up, how can I get in the car if I don’t stand up.

Wan Feng supported his body with one leg, managed to stand up and got on the car seat with seemingly great difficulty.

"Have you sat down yet?"

"Sit down."

The young man stepped on the bicycle pedal with his left foot, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then rode on the bicycle seat with one forward leg.

When faced with difficulties, the difference between a smart person and an idiot is revealed.

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)