At Xingbei Department Store, Wan Feng bought two bottles of Bamboo Leaf Green Wine, two packs of Da Qianmen and two packs of Da Chongjiu. He also used the remaining food coupons on him to buy bald cakes, biscuits, cakes, and milk candies. He filled his bag as much as he could carry.

After buying things, Wan Feng walked out with a heavy bag on his back.

As soon as he walked out of the yard of Xingbei Department Store, a few girls came towards him. Among them, a tall girl following behind caught Wan Feng's attention.

If he guessed correctly, this girl was Zhang Xuan.

Wan Feng took a closer look and confirmed that it was her.

Zhang Xuan should be the same age as herself this year. In two years, she will also be admitted to the vocational high school of the Red Bianjiang Farm, and they will be in the same class.

Zhang Xuan didn't know Wan Feng at this time, but Wan Feng noticed her. She glanced at Wan Feng curiously and then walked into Xingbei Store.

Wan Feng did not stop for a moment and walked back to the bus station without stopping. There were only a dozen minutes left before the bus left.

There are already more and more people in the bus station.

Because all buses go to the city early and return home late, the bus station is crowded after one o'clock.

"Attention passengers heading to Sijitun. Please check your tickets at Gate 3 and board the train. Passengers heading to Sijitun..."

Wan Feng stood up, picked up his bag, and went to Gate No. 3 to check his ticket and get on the train.

After all the passengers were on board, the conductor shouted twice and when no one else got on, the bus started and drove out of the bus station.

The distance from Wuxian to Dalinzi Brigade Station is 104 li, or 52 kilometers, and the bus takes one and a half hours.

Wan Feng had hoped to see one or two familiar people on the bus, but his mother's letter said that more than ten companies from the 31st and 32nd Companies of the Fourth Field were now in the 42nd Company.

It turned out that he knew many people in the Dalinzi Brigade.

Unfortunately, there was no one he knew in the car.

An hour and a half later, the bus arrived at Dalinzi Station and Wan Feng got off with his bag.

The reason why this place is called Dalinzi Station instead of the 42nd Company Station is because this area belongs to the Dalinzi Brigade.

The 42nd Company is still inside. There is a straight dirt road in front of us. If we walk more than a thousand meters along this dirt road, we will reach the 42nd Company.

The 42nd Company belongs to the agricultural reclamation system, while Dalinzi belongs to the local cooperative system.

The two sides were clearly separated, with the boundary in the middle being rather vague. Only a field of crops behind the 42nd Company separated the two sides.

People who come here for the first time may mistakenly think this is a village.

Now don’t count on any taxis, you can only rely on bus No. 11 to travel this kilometer.

Wan Feng set out on the dirt road with his backpack on his back. After more than ten minutes, he arrived at the junction of the 42nd Company and the Dalinzi Brigade.

Unfortunately, the company was repairing the road, and the road was turned upside down by a Wuhua plow pulled by a track tractor, then scraped flat by a scraper, and finally rolled over by a road roller.

Scraping work is now underway.

But when the tractor came from the opposite direction, Wan Feng recognized that the person driving the tractor was He Jun.

He Jun is a local resident of the 42nd Company. He is either 18 or 19 years old this year and is a tractor apprentice in the company's maintenance platoon.

Now Wan Feng knows him, but he doesn't know Wan Feng, so he turns a blind eye to Wan Feng.

A group of noisy children followed the scraper. They were enjoying their freedom by playing tricks on the back while the person operating the scraper was not paying attention.

Behind the scraper is a square frame made of welded angle irons. This was originally a seat for the operator of the scraper.

But the wooden board across it had disappeared, leaving only a frame. The operator could only stand and pull the two large circles, while the children grabbed the frame to make the water drip.

The Dongfanghong 54 tractor itself was not very fast, so neither the tractor driver nor the road scraper operator took these kids seriously. Anyway, there was not much danger.

The operator was still laughing at the children playing the drip game.

Wan Feng saw his younger brother Wan Jun at a glance.

At this time, Wan Jun was holding the frame behind the scraper and checking the dripping.

A snotty-nosed kid was still yelling at him, "Let go! If you try to take my space again, I'll have my brother beat you up!"

Wan Jun let go of his hand reluctantly.

"Brother!" Wan Feng shouted at him.

Wan Jun turned his head and looked at Wan Feng, very confused.

It’s not that he didn’t recognize his eldest brother, but he didn’t understand why his eldest brother appeared here when he was clearly at his grandmother’s house?

After he was sure that the person in front of him was his elder brother, he flew over like the wind.

"Brother! Is that you? Is it really you?"

"Nonsense, can't I call you brother?"

What Wan Feng didn't expect was that Wan Jun turned around and pulled the guy who had just been rude to him off the scraper.

"My eldest brother is back too. If you ask your brother to beat me again, be careful, my brother will beat you to death."

The snotty ghost looked at Wan Feng with a bit of fear at first, but when he realized that Wan Feng was not very tall, he curled his lips and said, "Tsk! How can your brother, with his small stature, beat my brother?"

Wan Jun was not sure about this sentence. After thinking about it, he walked back.

Wan Feng was at a loss for words. Instead of pulling himself home, he ran over to show off.

But Wan Jun is only eleven years old this year, and it is normal for a child like this to behave like this.

"Brother! Can you beat Xia Mihu's brother?"

Xia Mihu? This guy turned out to be Xia Mihu?

Xia Mihu has two older brothers, one is fourteen and the other is sixteen. They are also locals, and their hometowns are almost all in Dongshan Province.

"Now is not the time to discuss whether we can beat Xia Mihu's brother. Where are Dad and Mom?"

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