Reborn as a New Farmer of the 1980s

Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start....

Chapter 16: Beautiful women can really harm people

Luan Feng ran a few steps and came back. She broke the incense in Wan Feng's hand in half and lit it. After a while, the sound of firecrackers was heard.

After lunch, Wan Feng did not go to the Fox Fairy Cave.

Although there were still people gathering in the Fox Fairy Cave in the afternoon and it was still bustling, he had to give up the bustle of the Fox Fairy Cave in order to continue his plan to get rich.

The children who came to deliver and rent books came early today. Before one o'clock, some of them came in a hurry, delivered the books, rented them, and then left in a hurry.

Wan Feng could understand that they wanted to continue to go to the Fox Fairy Cave to watch the fun.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the work of delivering and renting books was completed, and all the books were rented out again.

What made Wan Feng happy was that two people from Wohutun came to rent books.

I really don’t understand why Wohutun is called Wohutun Wanfeng. It is still in the south of Shutun, on the southwest border of Jiangwei Brigade. From Wohutun further south is a mountain range covering an area of ​​dozens of miles. The locals call it Lanshan.

And its southwest is the area of ​​​​Songtun Brigade.

Wan Feng was very happy that the children from Wohutun came to rent books, which showed that his business influence was still expanding.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he took out all his property from his cotton-padded jacket pocket and counted them one by one.

One dollar, two fifty-cent notes, the rest were twenty-cent and one-cent notes, and there were a few coins, totaling three dollars, one hundred and four cents.

If he could rent it out for another one dollar and ninety cents, he would have recovered his investment. Just thinking about it made him feel very happy.

Expand the book storage? Unfortunately, he couldn't store more books. He had bought almost all the books in the Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative. If he bought more, he would have to buy books like "Spiritual Wandering in the Future". Books like that cost more than 2 yuan each. If he rented them for 1 yuan each, he wouldn't be able to recover the cost in a short time. If he rented them for 2 yuan each, it might be difficult to rent them.

Forget it, let's just run it like this for now. If it doesn't work out, I'll have to go to the Xinhua Bookstore in the county or the Xinhua Bookstore in Qingshan Town in the north to buy it.

Before finishing their dinner, Xicheng and the blacksmith came to wait for Wanfeng.

In their eyes, Wan Feng is now a god-like person. They still expect Wan Feng to take them to the Fox Fairy Cave to set off firecrackers at night. The Fox Fairy Cave is even more lively at night.

Wan Feng didn't plan to bring these two followers with him tonight. He couldn't afford to compensate for them if they were lost accidentally.

They each have an older sister, and the blacksmith also has an older brother, so it’s better to ask their older brothers and sisters to take care of them.

After Wan Feng chased the two guys away, he left the house alone. When he passed by Lao Li's house, Luan Feng ran out of the house in a panic.

Old Li’s house is her grandfather’s home.

There were already many people walking towards the Fox Fairy Cave on the village road.

In Wan Feng's memory, the Fox Fairy Cave was not really lively at night. During the day, at least there were people dancing the yangge and walking on stilts. At night, there was nothing interesting except setting off fireworks and sending lanterns.

In the 1980s, apart from firecrackers, the only fireworks that could be considered fireworks were the monkey dance, magic bullets, and the dripping tendons. Are you also calling them fireworks?

It was already dark at this time. Luan Feng secretly stuffed something into Wan Feng's pocket. It was still warm when she touched it.

It feels like white flour bread.

Wan Feng felt a little headache. Could it be that she took a joke in the morning seriously?

Just as Wan Feng expected, there really was nothing going on in the Fox Fairy Cave in the evening. What was the point of all those monkeys rushing in?

In later generations, Wan Feng was not interested in watching the big fireworks that cost hundreds of dollars, let alone watching a monkey running around.

At least there was a lantern festival in the city. Although there were lights everywhere here, they were all simple lanterns made from cans that children carried. A so-called "kowtow and chat candle" was inserted into each can, emitting a dim yellow light, which looked like a ghost fire from a distance.

These things did not arouse Wan Feng's interest, but the white flour cake given by Luan Feng in his pocket was quite tempting to him, as it seemed that he had only eaten steamed buns once since he arrived at his grandmother's house.

People who grew up eating noodles have an inseparable feeling towards noodles. Wan Feng also feels uncomfortable if he doesn't eat noodles for a long time, as his stomach lacks noodles.

Wan Feng looked around and found that Xicheng and the blacksmith were both looking up at the magic bullets. These two guys had finally pestered their brothers and sisters to bring them here.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wan Feng quietly hid behind a big rock about ten meters away from the Fox Fairy Cave and took out the things in his pocket.

It’s really a cake. It will get cold if you don’t eat it now.

The cake was wrapped in newspaper.

Wan Feng took out the cake and took a bite.

It's that kind of spring roll with soybean oil in it, and it tastes very fragrant.

Wan Feng had just taken two bites when a figure came from the side and scared Wan Feng.

"Is it delicious?" The person who came was Luan Feng, and no one knew how this guy found him.

"It's delicious. Did you steal it from home?" Wan Feng tore off half and handed it to Luan Feng.

"I've eaten it. I made it myself."

"Well done, thank you."

"Would you like to go to my grandma's house after you get home? I've already contacted a lot of people, just like staying up all night at my grandma's house during Chinese New Year."

Wan Feng knew that every year on the 30th day of the lunar year, the older children in the east would gather at Luan Feng's grandmother's house, also known as Old Li's, to stay up all night, with stories and singing, making it quite lively.

"Okay!" Anyway, I'll just go back to grandma's house to sleep and have some free time.

The sound of firecrackers popping everywhere under the Fox Fairy Cave was heard. Because it was night, it didn't last long and began to disperse around nine o'clock.

Those who came from all over the place to set off firecrackers and send lanterns to the fox fairy started to leave after the firecrackers were set off. In a short while, more than half of the people under the fox fairy cave were gone.

Wan Feng and the others also left here and walked back.

"Who wants to sing a song?" When they reached the junction of the Shanhou Team and the Wahou Team, someone took the lead in making this suggestion under the moonlight.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone really started singing. It was a man, and the song he sang was a song that Wan Feng had never heard of.

This singing is so terrible, the tune seems to be from South America.

Someone in the distance offered a pertinent comment: "Seventh Brother! Can you please stop singing? It's so fucking awful!"

It turned out to be Yang Qillang who sang it, but this guy's courage is worthy of praise. He dared to show off his voice even though it lacked so many notes. Isn't he afraid of being criticized?

Yang Qilang laughed: "I'm just leading them so that no one would be embarrassed to speak up."

This is also a reason. I can sing with such a bad voice, so how can you who can sing in tune not sing?

Luan Feng asked Wan Feng beside her: "Can you sing?"

Wan Feng hesitated for a moment, originally thinking he couldn't sing, but when he saw Luan Feng's bright eyes under the moonlight, he subconsciously muttered, "I think I can sing a little."

I regretted it after it was over.

Alas! Even heroes cannot resist the temptation of beautiful women. Beautiful women can really kill people!