Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

On the third day, Wan Feng went to Li Changhe's house in Dalinzi by himself, mainly to thank Li Changhe for protecting his brothers and sisters. Of course, the excuse was to see Li Changhe's old man.

Wan Feng spent dozens of dollars with a heavy gift, and ate potluck at Li Changhe's house at noon and drank a lot of wine.

After eating, I came back like clouds and fog, and lay down on the kang at home and fell asleep.

Luan Feng has gained a lot in the past few days and has learned how to steam buns to make noodle soup.

It's just that she doesn't know how much soda to use, and the steamed buns have a lot of yellow spots.

The mother almost blew the steamed buns steamed by Luan Feng into a tribute to the palace in her early years, and turned a blind eye to the fact that the alkali was too big.

"This is too strong!" Wan Feng couldn't bear his mother's blind bragging, and couldn't help telling the truth about steamed buns.

"Who said the alkali is too big? It's better than my steamed one."

Isn't this nonsense that can be heard, mom, are you principle and standpoint?

Wan Feng peeled off the yellow spots on the steamed buns and used the areas that were not yellow.

Luan Feng secretly scratched Wanfeng's feet while eating.

Wan Feng watched Luan Feng eat the steamed bun with the hand that scratched the sole of his feet. He deliberately didn't remind her that he hadn't washed his feet for several days.

quack!

The two stayed at home for five days, and they were leaving on the sixth day. Counting the three days they were on the road when they arrived, they had already left the Wa for ten days.

This time Wan Feng's mother and father sent them far away, and they waved goodbye reluctantly until they were sent to the realm of Dalinzi.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, we boarded the bus to Wuxian Bus Terminal, and at 8 o'clock, we took the bus to Xianglong Town. When we arrived in Longzhen, we boarded the train without stopping.

In the morning they were still in the forty-two team, and at three o'clock in the afternoon they were already on the train to Habin.

They got off the train at Habin station the next morning.

This train is a bit late. It should have arrived at Habin Station around 6:30, but now it's past 7 o'clock.

Although the temperature in mid-March has picked up quite a bit, the temperature is still bitter in the morning.

The flow of people to and from get off work has already passed on the streets of Harbin, but there are still many people in a hurry.

Jiang Ming is not in a hurry now, not only is he in a hurry, he doesn't even make breakfast in the morning.

At this time, they were pretending to be exercising in their own yard. As soon as they looked up, they saw a couple of men and women walking by.

"Hold the grass! Why are you two here? I said why my right eyelid kept twitching this morning!"

"The right eye jumps to the disaster, the left eye jumps to the wealth, Uncle Jiang, do you mean that we are the disaster star?"

"This is an excitement of the slip of the tongue, it should be a twitch of my left eye."

Does this saccade shift from left to right?

"Enter the house!" Jiang Ming invited Wan Feng and Luan Feng into the house.

"Where's Auntie?"

"I went to the morning market to sell clothes."

"Then why don't you go?"

"I am now responsible for purchasing and selling high-tech items. I am not in charge of clothing and shoes."

This division of labor is quite clear.

The so-called high-tech products in Jiang Ming's mouth are electronic watches and tape recorders.

"You haven't been to Hongya for a while?"

"Didn't you tell you and Luan Feng that they might not be home in early March? Tell us that if you buy electronic watches and tape recorders, they won't come in early March, so I didn't go."

If you don’t go there, it’s fine. If you take the clothes and shoes, of course it’s okay. Who are you looking for if Wanfeng doesn’t take the electronic watch and the tape recorder?

"I'm going home. My mother wants to see what Luan Feng looks like. She is very worried that I will find a monster who lacks a nose and eyes to go back."

Luan Feng rolled his eyes on one side.

"I want to take her to see the scenery of Harbin on the way to Harbin. So far, Red Cliff is the largest city she has been to."

"Isn't that a bit of a shit, the current Harbin has a good look, then are you going to take a rest or go out for a stroll now?"

"Let's go out and have a look now. If it's really boring, we'll take the car back at night."

"Then let's go to the Daowai first. If you don't look at the Daowai in Harbin, you will not be able to fully understand the history of Harbin."

Habin has never entered this place in Wanfeng in his previous life. He has no understanding of this famous northern city even on paper. Jiang Ming said he would go wherever he said he would go.

Jiang Ming locked the door and the three of them went to the street and got on the tram that went out of the way.

"Habin used to have only two old districts, namely Daoli and Nangang. At that time, these two places were Maozi, which belonged to the most prosperous places in Habin. Because they were not part of Maozi’s sphere of influence, our compatriots lived here. National industries are all rising here..."

Outside the road, Jiang Ming told Wan Feng and Luan Feng the history of Habin like a tour guide.

On the east side of the Middle East Railway, the people living in China, those immigrants from the Dongshan and Beihe provinces of the Guandong, came to the Daowai District in the old name of Fujiadian and invested in partnership with relatives and friends to set up commercial shops. These people not only have the spirit of hard work and hard work. , The thinking is also relatively open, which laid the ideological foundation for them to accept Maozi's art later.

In the 1920s, the national capitalists who grew up set up land in the hinterland of Daowai, took part in moving the gorgeous western-style buildings on the opposite side, and used traditional Chinese ornaments to transform the buildings. As a result, a series of "Baroque"-style facades showed auspicious Chinese patterns such as bats, pomegranates, golden toads, and peonies.

In later generations, this style was given the name "Chinese Baroque" by a little devils scholar.

This is the history of the outside world.

Wan Feng and Luan Feng saw a lot of Chinese and Western buildings with strong historical traces in Jingyu Street. On both sides of the avenue, there are almost such buildings with low floors, one by one, filled with vicissitudes of life. Simple atmosphere.

For example, the Daluo New Global Goods Store that existed in 1920 now seems to be nothing more than a four-story building, but the sense of heaviness still makes people feel awe-inspiring.

There are also Purification Hospital, Central Asia Gold Bank and so on.

Finally, I came to the largest flea market in Harbin at that time.

This market has become a historical term in the era of cutting its tail. Since the educated youth returned to the city to open the rural market in 1979, the market has revived. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has now formed a fairly good scale.

The collective term here is called the old property trading market.

Here Wan Feng saw shabby little human books, some enamel jars with the words "Resisting U.S. Aid Korea and Going Up the Mountains and the Countryside", and some bones of unknown animals and antiques of unknown authenticity.

Of course there are also some fresh things mixed in here.

"I often sell electronic watches and tape recorders here, and I get something every day. It can be said that several vendors have already distributed the goods from me." Jiang Mingyang said triumphantly.

As far as 1982, this place is indeed a more suitable place for doing business, and it is a place suitable for doing all kinds of business.

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