Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 478 Do You Have a Granddaughter

No. 42, Lijia Street, Zhennan District, Goudong County.

This is the address of Uncle Li Taixian's house.

"How many districts are there in Goudong County?" Wan Feng put away the address and asked casually.

"Five districts, divided into east, west, south, north and town center."

Zhendong Town, South Town, West Town, and North Town.

Grass, who is so familiar with such a district name, it is easy, easy and easy to remember.

"My uncle's house is not far from the black market. The black market seems to be in a barren park with a hill next to it."

"You can't remember the exact address, but you should miss Shanbao."

"That mountain bun is very interesting. It is round and bulging, and there is a raised part on it. I really miss that woman." Li Taixian showed a wretched smile.

Wan Feng was dumbfounded, this guy is so hungry, he can contact a woman with a mountain bag.

"Okay, I'll go there on Sunday."

"How about I go with you?"

"You're not going to see that mountain bag, are you?"

"Drink, drink!" Li Taixian laughed harshly like grinding iron.

Wan Feng immediately dismissed the idea of ​​going with this guy. If this guy ran to eat a few bites on the mountain bag again, wouldn't he be ashamed to go with him.

"Those old masters were introduced by you?"

"Yes, their task is to teach the people here how to make shoes. Once you learn it, you can leave. Each person is two yuan a day."

These people are all hired by the shoe factory, and the gluing master here is hired by the shoe factory.

"They have no interest in working with us?"

Li Taixian shook his head: "These people are not too young, they don't want to come out."

Difficult to leave the homeland is also reasonable.

If you don't want to come, don't want to come, it's fine if you can teach these women in Wahou.

Wan Feng handed the shoe samples he had carefully selected to those master craftsmen through Zhang Hai's hand the next day.

Those old masters were stunned, and then they beat their chests and stamped their feet.

If the Lifang rubber shoe factory had such shoe samples, there would be no possibility of closing down.

But it's useless to beat your chest and feet, the equipment is already here, so don't expect to pull it back at all.

These masters are also dedicated, and they start working after the pain. After all, Wa Hou hired them for two yuan a day.

In one day, these masters worked out the teaching content, and started the class in the spare workshop of the machinery factory.

Wahou's eldest daughter and daughter-in-law in their 30s picked up paper and pen again after leaving school for many years. Zhang Hai gave an order that if she didn't learn it, she would not be paid.

The master talked about the names of the various parts of the rubber shoes to the sewing method of the upper and the bonding of the glue, and every detail was omitted.

These women are all frowning, and some of them can remember how to write their own names, but only God knows if they can remember anything else.

It stands to reason that combining theory with practice will deepen the understanding and mastery of these students, but the house at the team headquarters is still used as a dormitory for the workers of No. [-] Construction, and the equipment cannot be installed.

Zhang Hai wanted to install these devices in the idle workshops in the yard of the machinery factory, but Wan Feng did not agree.

There will be other equipment to be installed in those factories in the future, and they are all supporting enterprises related to industry. Why do you set up a shoe factory to go in?
The walls of the third floor of the building have already been opened, and the concrete roofing will start in a few days. After the building is topped, the finishing work will be left.

The exterior wall is painted and the interior is tidied up. Even if the work cannot be completed on May [-]st, it will not last for a few days.

After dealing with it for another month, the team headquarters will be poured out, so there is no need to mess around.

Everything in Wahou is developing step by step, but Wan Feng is a little depressed.

Today he rode a motorcycle to school for the first time. He thought he was majestic, but when he arrived at the school gate, he was stopped.

The old man who was on duty stopped him on the grounds that motor vehicles could not enter the campus, and said that he would not let his motorcycle enter.

The two girls, Chen Wenxin and Xu Ying, who came by cheap car, laughed like crooked melons.

Wan Feng had no choice but to ride the motorcycle to the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative restaurant.

The ones he is more familiar with here are the people in the restaurant, after all, he eats here at noon every day.

After locking the car, Wan Feng walked into the school again with his schoolbag on his back, poking his head into the reception room as he passed by.

"Old man, do you have a granddaughter?"

Beating up the old man was straightforward: "Yes!"

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"very beautiful."

Wan Feng immediately cheered up: "Do you study in our school, which grade?"

Paralyzed even in the third year of junior high school, he was going to take a dip so that the old man wouldn't let his motorcycle in.

"Not in our school, but in the first grade of Central Primary School."

First grade!

Grass!Be a child bride.

Wan Feng turned and left discouraged.

The old man was still wondering: what is this kid doing asking about his granddaughter?
Wan Feng walked into the school angrily.

The Warriors School has three rows of houses. Originally, the classrooms for the first grade of junior high school were in the middle row of houses, and the row of houses behind were used for the classrooms of the second and third grades of junior high school.

During the winter vacation, for some reason, the second grade of junior high school was moved to the middle row of houses and the first grade of junior high school was moved to the last row.

In this way, the first year of junior high school and the third year of junior high school were combined together.

The row of houses in the middle has no door openings, so you can only go around the two ends of the middle house to get to the back.

As soon as Wan Feng walked around the row of houses in the middle with his schoolbag on his back, he saw a group of students in front of Class [-] and Class [-] of junior high school, chattering about what they were doing.

Wan Feng didn't take it seriously, and when passing by this group of people, he accidentally heard Xu Ying making a fuss.

"No, go tell the teacher, run away after bumping into someone, what is it?" It was Xu Ying's voice.

"Sue the teacher? Newcomers, you don't know that the group of eighth graders are not easy to mess with. It's better to pull them down. It's useless even to sue the teacher. At most, you can criticize them."

"Yes, the eighth grade will graduate in a few months, and now the teacher doesn't care about them, why offend them."

After Wan Feng came to the crowd, he said: "Everyone gives way!"

Someone just wanted to ask what you do, but Wan Feng immediately lost his temper and obediently gave way.

Waiting for people to get out of the way, an accident happened.

What happened was not Xu Ying, but Chen Wenxin.

Chen Wenxin sat on the ground with one hand covering her leg, with a painful expression on her face, and Xu Ying stood beside her with an angry expression on her face.

Something happened to these two girls when I went to put a motorcycle on. Did they get beaten up?

"what happened?"

"Wan Feng, you're here. When Wen Xin and I walked here just now, a bicycle whizzed past Wen Xin and hit Wen Xin's calf."

bike?Are bicycles not allowed to ride in?
Without saying a word, Wan Feng squatted down and rolled up Chen Wenxin's trousers.

I didn't expect this girl's legs to be so white!

It's just that there is a red bloodstain and a bruise on the white snow.

The bruise should be the part where the wheel hit, and the bloodstain is the result of the scratch.

"What about the bike?"

Xu Ying pointed to the west.

The eight classrooms in the west are all in the third grade. At the door of a classroom in the third grade, there is a bicycle leaning against the wall of the classroom.

　Four shifts!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)