"Isn't Wenxin on holiday?"
"No, when she left at the beginning of the month, she said she wouldn't be on vacation until around the 10th of this month. I guess she should be back the day after tomorrow."
No wonder I didn’t see little girl Chen Wenxin, it turns out she hasn’t had her holiday yet.
After breakfast, Chen Wenxin's mother refused to accept Wan Feng's money and almost got angry with him.
Walking out of the food street, the group headed towards the south end of the ditch.
"Mom! Can you imagine such a change happening in the swamp?"
Zhu Min shook her head: "I couldn't even dream of it, how could Wahou become like this?" This was her first time back in four years since she sent Wan Feng to Wahou during the Spring Festival in 1980.
Ever since the car stopped last night, she thought they had come to the wrong place. How could there be any trace of the depression?
It was not until she walked into Xigou that she discovered the appearance of the depression. That is, Xigou had undergone earth-shaking changes.
"The world is always changing. Since the reform and opening up, the people of Wahou have unleashed all their passion and potential, fighting against heaven and earth..."
"Can you please speak nicely?" He Yanfei protested.
Wan Feng stopped talking and expressed his surprise. He was surprised as soon as he entered Xigou.
When did the house in Wahou change so much?
He had only been gone for one autumn, but many of the dilapidated houses had been renovated.
The renovation rate exceeds 70%, which means that even those households that have not renovated their homes seem to have plans to do so.
People in the village would greet Wan Feng from time to time, and some elderly people who recognized Zhu Min would also chat with her.
After walking and stopping here and there, we finally reached the southernmost end of Xigou.
What surprised Wan Feng was that they were no longer the southernmost family. A new tiled house with four rooms was built to the south of their house.
Who is this person who dares to steal my thunder? Don’t you want to stay in Wahou anymore?
"These ten houses are our home. The five houses on the south side are my grandpa's house, and the five houses on this side are ours. Would you like to visit our house first or go to grandma's house first?"
"Of course, let's go to your grandma's house first."
Wan Feng sent his mother to the door of his grandmother's house. Because there was a group of classmates following him, he did not go into his grandmother's house. He just said hello to his grandmother and went to his own home.
In the yard, Zhu Yong was still leading the workers to assemble tape recorders, and the building was bustling with people talking and laughing.
"Uncle! I'm back!"
Zhu Yong is making a tape recorder case on an injection molding machine.
"After you come back, it's time for you to come back."
Wan Feng glanced around the workshop, nodded and greeted a few workers, then walked into the main house.
Luan Feng's mother just saw a group of people walking by on the street, but she didn't realize it was Wan Feng. When she saw Wan Feng, she quickly wiped her eyes.
"Xiao Wan is back. Feng'er has been saying that you should come back these past two days."
"Aunt! Are you feeling well?" Although Wan Feng and Luan Feng were engaged, they did not change their name because they were not married yet. However, they could not use the generational title of the Wa family, so they called her Aunt using the Longjiang name.
"Okay, everything is fine at home. What are these?"
"These are probably my classmates. They're planning to do some business after graduation. I'm bringing them to our market to have a look and get ready."
"Okay, young people should do some business or something. Just relying on farming is not enough."
People's state of mind changes with the environment. Three years ago, it would have been impossible for Luan Feng's mother to say that farming was not possible.
"Aunt, I'll take my classmates to the market first, and then we can talk about it in the evening."
"Go ahead. By the way, does Feng'er know you're back?"
"She doesn't know I'm back. I'll go to the factory later."
As they walked out of the door, Li Xin asked, "What's that in your room?"
Could it be that this guy has never even seen a tape recorder?
"Guess!"
"I can't guess."
"Sleep in the west room of my house tonight. You'll understand then. Now I'll show you the mountains and rivers behind the depression."
Not far from Wan Feng’s house is the stream that flows down from Nanshan Mountain, but now the two banks of the stream have been paved with bluestone, which looks very neat.
On the other side of the stream, not far from the shore, is the cement road that leads directly to Cuitun.
After jumping over the stream, the group arrived at the cement road.
"Last night we took this road to Wahou. Over there is the earliest brick and tile factory in Wahou, built in the summer of 1980. But it will be abandoned soon. This place will become a market in the future."
Wan Feng led everyone to the market and introduced how Wahou developed.
A few minutes later, everyone walked into the market.
"This area is the hardware department. It's full of pots and pans, screwdrivers, pliers, boards, and so on. I suggest you write down the prices and other things. You can use them as a reference when you go back and decide what to buy or sell in the future."
After the hardware area is the knitwear and small general merchandise area.
"Here are things like socks, gloves, hats, insoles, needles and thread. Guo Wu, aren't you looking for a military cap? That stall sells hats wholesale. Go over and take a look."
Guo Wu walked over and asked the stall owner, "Do you have any authentic military cotton caps?"
The stall owner was stunned for a moment and glanced at everyone's faces, but when he saw Wan Feng, he showed a puzzled look.
Obviously he was not very familiar with Wan Feng, he just looked familiar but couldn't remember who he was.
"No false operations are allowed. If it exists, it exists. If it doesn't, it doesn't exist. You are not allowed to deceive consumers." Wan Feng saw that this guy was trying to bluff people and immediately reminded him.
Although the stall owner didn't recognize Wan Feng, he knew that anyone who could say such words in the Wahou Market was not an ordinary person, so he immediately put on a smile.
"My stall only sells ordinary hats, and some are imitations. If you want to buy authentic military products, go to the stall over there. That stall sells products from the real army." The stall owner pointed to the north.
The troops are coming down?
Wan Feng knew that the military had a hard time after the reform, and many military-industrial enterprises had lost orders and had to fend for themselves, but he didn't expect that they would also set up stalls at the market?
The gatehouse rented by this stall is not big, only about three meters wide. There is a sign hanging on the door with four words written in brush: Authentic Military Products.
There were several samples placed at the door, including cotton military caps, single military caps, military coats, and various military shoes. Wan Feng saw cowhide boring-soled big-toed shoes and military hook shoes.
Wan Feng picked up the military sneakers and looked at the mark on the upper.
Made by 3515 factory, great stuff, I should buy a pair to try on.
There were two people in the gatehouse, one older and one younger. Although they were both in plain clothes, Wan Feng could tell that they were both soldiers. He couldn't tell whether they were retired or still serving.
"The cotton military cap is 18 yuan for retail and 15 yuan for wholesale."
The older stall owner answered Guo Wu's question.
Guo Wu is so obsessed with military caps that he bought one on the spot and put it on his head. His head was shaking so much in it.
Just like Chen Peisi looks like a traitor when he wears Zhu Shimao's clothes, Guo Wu doesn't look like a soldier at all when he wears a military cap, but rather like a soldier ruffian.
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