This statement is very philosophical. Wan Feng really can't eat her, but he can...
No! I can't continue thinking along this path. Something bad will happen. He's still thirteen, so it's too early to do some things.
"Luan Feng! Didn't I tell you not to come here at night? If anything happens to you in the dark, your father and brother will punish me."
"Haha! So you're afraid of something too. I thought you weren't afraid of anything."
"Come on, what are you going to do?"
"I want to learn wrestling from you."
Luan Feng's request startled Wan Feng. "Learn wrestling? A girl learning wrestling, what kind of style is this?"
"No! You should learn to make clothes and embroider shoes, not wrestling. It's not for girls."
He absolutely couldn't agree to this. If he had a guy like this around him, how could he expect to have peace and quiet? Besides, if this guy learned wrestling, he would have to roll around with him.
This is very dangerous. Even rolling on the beach is similar to rolling in bed. It might cause an accidental discharge after just a few rolls.
There's not even a condom. If the bullet hits the bull's eye, it will be a disaster.
"Humph! I knew you wouldn't agree. You just don't take me seriously."
"You are a person, not a thing."
"Hey! Was the sports meeting fun?"
The woman's brain was as unpredictable as advertisements in later times. In the blink of an eye, her attention shifted from one area to another without even a slight turn in between.
Fortunately, her topic did not leave the field of sports.
"By the way, you didn't go to the Jiangwei School sports meet, and you didn't even join in the fun at the middle school sports meet. Isn't that normal? Is the end of the world coming soon?"
For someone with Luan Feng's personality, there is absolutely no reason not to go and watch the fun.
"I was sick when Jiangwei School held its sports meet. The middle school sports meet is far away, so you asked me to walk there."
This guy, who is so empty and helpless, can actually get sick?
"How come I didn't know you were sick?"
"You don't care about me at all." Luan Feng complained dissatisfiedly.
Damn it, I’m not your man, so why should I care about you?
"I'm going to watch the sports meet tomorrow. Can I ride on your tractor?" In a blink of an eye, Luan Feng changed from the sadness of being sick to the cheerful and hopeful Zheng.
Riding a tractor was not a problem, Wan Feng agreed readily.
"Bring some dry food and gather at school before six in the morning."
"Bring dry food?" Luan Feng was dumbfounded.
"If you don't eat lunch, you don't have to bring it."
The next morning, Luan Feng was waiting for Wan Feng in front of her grandfather's house early in the morning, and then went to school with Wan Feng.
Although there is one more person today, there are actually two fewer people participating in the sports meet.
Two lower grade students who finished their competition yesterday are not going to the central school today, so there is one less person on the bus compared to yesterday.
After arriving at the school and staying in their base, Luan Feng also sat among the contestants to fill in the gaps.
Xue Yongjiu collected the dry food brought by the students and sent it to the hot meal area in the school.
Most of the dry food these students brought was cornmeal cakes. If they were not heated in a pot, they would be as hard as stone and impossible to swallow.
Wan Feng's group's task in the morning is still to earn money for food, which has been supported by Xue Yongjiu and Li Yi.
Wan Feng was lying on the desk studying the schedule.
Jiang Jun's competition ended yesterday, and his task this morning was to sell popsicles to earn money for food.
Xu Bin also has a 400-meter preliminaries and finals in the morning. The competition starts at 1:00 am and is expected to end at 1:30 pm, so he doesn't miss out on earning money for food.
But he and Tan Chun were not on good terms, as they had to race 1,500 meters at ten o'clock.
This will take quite a while.
Fortunately, Luan Feng is here. If she is trained, she will be no worse than Jiang Jun and Xu Bin in selling popsicles. How can a beautiful woman have an advantage in selling things?
It was already after nine o'clock when the car from the Blue Mountain Cold Drink Factory arrived.
In the morning, they sent away the popsicle vendors from various stores and grocery stores in the city before loading the truck and heading to the Warrior Commune.
More than 6,000 popsicles were sold yesterday. Although the sales volume was not so-so, the meal left a deep impression on them, so they came much earlier today than yesterday.
Jiang Jun, Xu Bin and Tan Chun were all familiar with the place. They picked up boxes of popsicles and took them away in batches of thirty or forty.
"Ah? You want me to sell popsicles? I'm here to watch the fun." When Wan Feng handed Luan Feng a wooden box containing thirty popsicles, Luan Feng protested.
What a joke, she's a grown-up girl, and she's selling popsicles in public. She's not going to be able to survive anymore.
"If you don't eat lunch, can you not sell it?"
"What's the connection between eating and selling popsicles?" Luan Feng had never done business before, and Leng Ding still couldn't figure out the connection between them.
"Nonsense, if I don't sell popsicles, how will I get money to eat?"
"Can I eat it while I'm selling it?"
What's wrong with this woman? How did she shift her mind to eating so quickly?
Xu Bin, Tan Chun and even Jiang Jun didn't think about eating the popsicles themselves when they were selling them.
Foodie!
"Of course you can, but if you eat it all, you'll have to pay for it yourself. Follow me and learn how to sell it first."
The wooden box weighs about 7 or 8 kilograms. One popsicle weighs 100 grams, and with more than 30 popsicles, it only weighs 13 or 14 kilograms. For someone of Wan Feng's age, it doesn't feel light but it doesn't feel particularly heavy either.
The temperature today is slightly hotter than yesterday. The weather forecast shows that the highest temperature today is 30 degrees Celsius. In the north of China, this temperature is already very high in the 1980s.
Wan Feng deliberately came to the Huaguang Brigade today. Isn't Li Guang's father the brigade secretary? Wan Feng planned to trick him into spending some money.
"Fatty Li! Isn't your dad the brigade secretary? I heard your family has so much money that it's become hairy, and you often secretly show off your money in the middle of the night. Why don't you treat your classmates to two popsicles each?"
Li Guang rolled his eyes and ignored Wan Feng.
"I'm serious. Look at your classmates, they're all sweating profusely. If you buy each of them two popsicles, your prestige in their eyes will greatly increase. You don't know how to calculate this, do you? How about giving each of your classmates one?"
Li Guang rolled his eyes again.
"Oh! I see. It turns out you don't have money. Why are you pretending to be rich if you don't have money? You fooled me into thinking you were rich. You're just trying to make yourself look rich. Oh! Your face is so fat, didn't you slap it yourself?"
Li Guang stood up and said, "Who said I don't have money?" He pulled out a new steelworker's banknote from his pocket.
Damn! This bill is so small, most people might not even be able to make change.
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