When the word "hammer" was mentioned, Luan Feng's face turned red. You have a mallet, but how can I have that thing?
"It's true that I have a hammer, but you have one too. Mine is yours, right?" Wan Feng teased Luan Feng.
"Bah! Shameless, who cares!"
"Are you sure? Then I'll give it to someone else."
"You dare!" Luan Feng raised his fist and hit Wan Feng hard.
Fortunately, there were only two of them in the sleeper room, and the other two berths were empty, so no one else knew what they were saying.
The train arrived in Longzhen at around nine in the morning. The bus station in Longzhen was just outside the train station. The two went to the bus station and bought tickets to Wuxian for the nine-thirty train.
The bus traveled through the mountains, and all we could see was endless snow-capped fields.
Luan Feng blew a circle of icicles on the car window glass with her mouth, and looked out with her eyes pressed against the circle.
"Wow! It's really snowy here. This is the first time I've seen such heavy snow."
Wan Feng secretly poked Luan Feng, meaning that how could he make himself look like an idiot? This was not worth making a fuss about.
Wan Feng is very impressed by the drivers in Heilongjiang in winter. The roads are covered with snow and the road surface is almost invisible, but the drivers still drive like flying.
However, at that time, there were only a few cars on the road in an hour, and as long as the drivers did not drive their cars into the ditch, there were almost no car accidents.
It was already past two in the afternoon when we arrived in Wuxian.
This was a very bad arrival time because the bus to Dalinzi had just left.
There is only one bus going that direction a day, and there are no taxis. If you miss this one, you'll have to try again tomorrow.
The two had no choice but to stay in a hotel.
The lady who issued the tickets at the hotel looked at Wan Feng and Luan Feng with the eyes of a spy, probably more than forty times.
Finally, we opened two rooms for them.
Damn it, you'll die if you pretend to be confused! Dead eye!
After arranging accommodation, the two of them left the hotel and strolled on the street.
The temperature in Wuxian is much lower than that in Hongya. After all, this place is called Lesser Khingan Mountains, and it is considered a relatively cold place even in Heilongjiang. The temperature is much lower than that in Hongya on the coast.
Ten degrees is no big deal.
Fortunately, Wan Feng was prepared and the two of them wore plenty of clothes so they didn't freeze into popsicles.
The small town of Wu County is much smaller than Hongya. According to Wan Feng's estimation, it is only about half the size of Hongya County.
There is only one street, and almost all commercial outlets are on this street.
It took the two of them an hour to walk back and forth along the street.
After having dinner at the restaurant next to the hotel, I went back to the hotel to rest.
No words were spoken that night.
It's impossible to talk even if you want to. Two people in two rooms can't talk.
The next morning, after the two of them had breakfast, Wan Feng went to the bus station immediately to buy tickets to Dalinzi in the afternoon.
You have to buy tickets early, but even so they couldn't get seats in the early numbers.
After buying the tickets, the two of them started shopping in the mall and market, and continued shopping until after ten o'clock.
I went to the department store and bought a Sanyo TV at the end of the day.
In the winter of 1981, there were six televisions in the 42nd Company, and Wan Feng estimated that his family could not afford to buy one.
If you buy this one, just keep it as a spare or sell it to someone at a lower price.
Wan Feng carried the TV to the bus station, and the two of them sat on a bench at the bus station waiting to get on the bus.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, the bus to Sijitun finally departed, and an hour and a half later the bus arrived at Dalinzi Station.
After getting off the bus, Wan Feng’s worry happened: how to get the TV back?
The distance from Dalinzi Station to No. 42 is more than one thousand meters, more than three miles. It would be a real pain to carry it back.
Wan Feng was confused when a man came over and said, "Hey! Isn't this Brother Wan Feng?"
Wan Feng looked up and after a few seconds of confusion, he finally remembered who this person was. "Han Mu, you're just in time. Find me a car, or I won't be able to get this TV back."
"That's easy to say, just wait."
Han Mu left quickly, and a few minutes later he got a two-wheeled cart from someone in the road maintenance team on the side of the road.
It's much easier with this thing.
After putting the TV in the car, Han Mu took the initiative to push the cart and let Wan Feng and Luan Feng follow.
Wan Feng took out a box of filtered cigarettes and gave it to Han Mu, which made him push the cart even more excited.
The two of them walked and chatted until they arrived at the 42nd Company.
Two groups of kids were kicking a deflated ball in the snow on the side of the road when someone called out, "Er Pang, is that your brother back?"
Wan Feng's younger brother Wan Jun, nicknamed Erpang, was fighting for the deflated ball at the time. When he heard the news, he turned around and looked towards the road. Sure enough, he saw his brother and a woman, as well as Dalinzi's Han Mu pushing a cart.
Wan Jun stopped kicking the ball and ran towards the roadside like a flying bird: "Brother! You're back!"
Because he was running too fast and there was snow under his feet, Wan Jun slipped and fell into the snow with a thud, splashing snowflakes into the air.
Luan Feng wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
"This is my younger brother Wan Jun, and this is your future sister-in-law."
"Hello, sister-in-law!" Wan Jun is twelve years old this year and already knows a lot of things. He calls her sister-in-law without any embarrassment.
Luan Feng took out a red envelope from her pocket and stuffed it into Wan Jun's hand.
"Brother, I'll go back and tell Mom that you're back." After saying that, he left like a flash.
When Wan Feng arrived at the door of his house, his mother and Wan Jun were already standing at the avenue outside the door, waiting anxiously.
"Feng'er, this is my mother!"
"Hello, Auntie!"
Wan Feng's mother was delighted to see her daughter-in-law resembled the person in the painting. She pulled Luan Feng's hand and said, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside!"
Han Mu carried the TV on the cart to the door and refused to go in no matter what.
Wan Feng gave him another box of cigarettes and told him to tell Dalinzi's brothers to find a chance to get together in a few days.
Wan Feng sent Han Mu to the roadside.
"Brother! You bought a TV. That's great. This time I don't have to go to other people's houses to watch TV."
"Where are Dad and my sister?"
"Dad went to play chess, and I don't know where my sister ran off to. I'll go call Dad."
When Wan Feng entered the room, his mother was already chatting enthusiastically with Luan Feng.
Since they were all from Wahou, although Luan Feng probably couldn't crawl when her mother left, her parents knew each other after all, so the starting point of the conversation was very natural. After a few words of greeting to Luan Feng's parents, the conversation became as natural as chatting with fellow villagers.
Seeing that they were chatting very naturally, Wan Feng went out to do other work.
This place is very far from the TV switchboard. If you want to watch domestic TV programs, you can't do that without a TV antenna pole of 15 or 16 meters.
But the irony is that if you wanted to watch Soviet TV at the time, you could just stick an antenna pole on the roof to receive it.
In his previous life, Wan Feng watched a lot of Soviet TV. Back then, they had daytime TV programs, while in China, daytime TV programs were only available on Sundays.
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