Although Luan Feng was extremely reluctant, Wan Feng still had to leave. On January 5th, Wan Feng officially left Wa and set off for Longjiang.
The electronic watch and tape recorder business was left to Luan Feng to manage in the future, and Wan Feng set off with ease.
Luan Feng, Jiang Min, Hao Qing and Zhang Xian accompanied Wan Feng to the bus station.
At the bus station, Xia Qiulong and his brothers saw Wan Feng off.
"Brother Xia, this year is not a peaceful year. Listen to me and don't do anything out of the ordinary this year. Especially stay away from anything related to criminal matters. We can talk about the details when I come back in July." This was the only advice Wan Feng left for Xia Qiulong before he left.
However, the crackdown will not begin until August 25th, so it won't be too late for Wan Feng to come back and remind them then.
Wan Feng couldn't bear to see Luan Feng's red eyes, so when he got in the car, he hardened his heart and didn't look back. He only looked back silently after the car drove a long way away...
What followed was an endless journey. When passing Changchun, he got off the car and went to Sanchahe to check out his investment project.
The foundation of the flower cellar and the surrounding walls have been built, and the three houses at the entrance of the flower cellar have also been built. Tengfei's younger brother lives in these houses at night.
Because it is not used this winter, the flower cellar only has windbreak walls on all sides and no roof.
There is a partition wall every five meters in the flower cellar, dividing the entire flower cellar into six areas. Tomorrow winter these separated areas will be covered with glass.
Thousands of different types of Clivia will be cultivated there.
He was very satisfied with the Teng family's performance. It seemed that the Teng family was quite reliable.
Now that the foundation has been laid and he has hired a flower-growing master with a high salary, it will be time to wait until next spring to cultivate the flower seedlings.
The delay here extended Wan Feng's journey by one day. He left the depression on January 5th and did not set foot on the land of the 42nd Company until the 9th.
When the bus stopped at Dalinzi Station, it was around three o'clock in the afternoon on January 9th.
After the winter solstice, the daytime is the shortest. The Minor Cold is not until the 9th, and it is not far from dark at around 3:00 p.m.
There was snow under my feet that crunched when I stepped on it, and everything I saw was silver-white.
Although a group of people got off the car, Wan Feng found that there was no one from the 42nd Company. After passing the south yard of Dalinzi Brigade, he was the only one walking alone on the avenue.
Wan Feng was carrying only a dented backpack containing only a few sets of clothes.
When you reach the carpenter shop, you will reach the territory of the 42nd Company.
Under the vast sky, the mountain village looks lonely and desolate. The wind is running wildly on the street. There is no one in the empty street, and patches of snow fog are blowing from time to time.
Wan Feng wrapped his thick ski jacket tightly around himself and tried to hide his head in his cotton hat. When the cold wind blew in his face, he turned around and used his back to resist the raging cold wind.
Because the days are short, the custom here is that many families eat two meals, one meal at dawn at eight in the morning and the second meal at dark around four in the afternoon.
After finishing his meal, Wan Jun wiped his mouth and ran out. In winter, the children here often play wrestling and snowball fights in the snow at night.
He was in a hurry to go out and play, so he pushed the door open and ran out. As soon as he went out, he bumped into someone.
"Mom! My brother is back." A few seconds later, an excited voice rang out from the Wan family.
This shout was like a firecracker going off in the house, and the Wan family immediately fell into chaos.
"Why did you come back so suddenly? Without even a letter? You came back alone, where's Xiao Feng'er?"
By the time Wan Feng took off the cotton hat on his head, his mother had already asked him several questions.
"What's the point of writing a letter? It won't necessarily make you leave faster than me. Maybe the letter won't arrive by the time I get home, so I won't write a letter and just come. I won't leave this time, so Luan Feng won't come. If she does come, I'll have to send her back."
That makes sense.
"That's what happened. The table hasn't been cleared yet, let's eat."
Wan Feng took off his cotton jacket and went to the kang to eat.
Wan Fang thought there were delicious food in Wan Feng's backpack, so she grabbed the backpack and opened it, but was disappointed to find that there were only a few sets of clothes inside.
"I want something delicious."
"No, buy it yourself." Wan Feng threw out a ten-yuan bill.
Wan Fang grasped it in her hand, and stars appeared in her eyes.
Wan Feng threw another one to his brother.
"Brother! Shall we go steal some dumplings after dinner?"
Stealing dumplings, and now you start making frozen dumplings?
As soon as the twelfth lunar month begins, every household here starts making frozen dumplings, packing them in sacks.
The reason for making so many dumplings is to make it easier to eat them.
It is said that the lazier people are, the lazier they want to be. There is nothing to do during the winter, and I am so lazy that I don’t even cook.
"I won't go today. I'll go steal dumplings tomorrow night."
"Then I'm going out. I'll steal some dumplings and we'll cook them later."
Wan Jun ran out in a flash.
"When will our family make frozen dumplings this year?"
"In two days, we won't have much to worry about."
Wan Feng was chatting with his parents on the kang. When they talked about the programs on TV, he went to the small room to write a letter to Luan Feng.
The small kang in the hut was burning hot, and Wan Feng was lying on it writing a letter.
Dear Feng'er:
I arrived home safely. It's been a few days since we last met. As the saying goes, a day without seeing you feels like three years. I miss you so much that I can't even remember what you look like...
Wan Feng did not forget to add a humorous note in the letter.
I have to write a letter every five days, which is quite annoying.
After writing the letter, Wan Feng yawned and a wave of sleepiness came over him.
It seems that I need to have a good sleep tonight to relieve the fatigue of traveling these days.
Wan Feng took off his clothes and went to bed.
He slept until the next morning and didn't even know when his brother came back last night.
In the morning, before Wan Feng got up, Jin Xingbin, Zhong Yixiang and others ran to Wan Feng's house, holding a deflated football under their arms, and asked Wan Feng to play football with them.
Heilongjiang is not a province with developed sports. Apart from ice and snow events, it probably has no other events that are worthy of national attention.
Football is even more of a desert. Not only now, but even in the future, there are few decent teams, and there is not even a mass base.
However, football became an emerging sport in 1942, and the reason for this should be attributed to the World Cup Asia-Pacific qualifiers at the end of August 1941.
At that time, several games of the Chinese team were broadcast on TV. Since TV only had one program that broadcast the football games, there were other programs to watch if you didn't watch them.
At that time, many children learned about football and fell in love with this sport by watching these games.
Strictly speaking, Wan Feng also started to like football from this time.
But their football is too broken!
I don't know where they got this broken football. It's leaking and can't be inflated at all. It's just deflated and makes a popping sound when you kick it.
If two people kick the ball at the same time, it will change its shape.
How do you kick a football that’s not round?
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