The Spring Festival of 1987 came quietly.
Noon on the 30th is a watershed. After noon, all old clothes of adults and children are changed and temporarily thrown into a corner to be washed after the New Year, and new clothes are put on.
From now on, the adults no longer work and all their energy is focused on visiting friends, chatting, hanging out in shops and playing.
From this time on, children are free from any constraints. They can play as long as they like, as long as they don't get lost.
And everyone has some New Year's money in their pocket.
The amount of New Year's money depends on the family income.
Jiangwei Brigade was already the wealthiest area within a hundred miles. Every team had a sideline business, and every family had extra income besides farming. Therefore, the children's New Year's money was much larger than in other areas.
One or two yuan is enough for an average family, three or four yuan is not uncommon, and children from the best-off families may get six or seven yuan in New Year's money.
But Wan Feng's sister, Comrade Wan Fang, is a bit greedy.
Wan Feng gave her a hundred yuan New Year's gift, but she thought it was too little! She stubbornly refused it and kept rolling her eyes at Wan Feng.
This is very consistent with her personality.
In his previous life, his sister was a miser. Once the money fell into her hands, it was like it went into the vault, and there was no hope of taking it out again.
I always buy the cheapest food and clothes.
Adults can deal with it, but Wan Feng doesn't understand why it happens to children too.
Other people's children are all wearing branded clothes, but her children are wearing cheap clothes. You will lose face at school!
Wan Feng had said this to her countless times, and her answer was always reasonable: children should not be allowed to develop a habit of luxury.
Wan Feng really doesn't understand. Even if your reason is valid, you can't let your child wear cheap clothes to school, right?
This will develop his inferiority complex from an early age, which, once formed, will have a great negative impact on his future.
Although Wan Feng also hates the phenomenon of wearing famous brands during student days, how can you stay away from this trend?
After his sister didn't listen after several times, Wan Feng was too lazy to say anything more.
Wan Feng looked at his sister without a good look. Other kids would be very happy if they had three or five dollars, but for her, one hundred yuan was considered too little.
"Big brother, you are not good. Little Kou is in trouble."
Wan Feng had no choice but to increase the amount until it reached 500 yuan. Wan Fang then happily accepted it and turned around to ask her mother for New Year's money.
She had no objection to Zhu Min only giving her 20 yuan as a New Year's gift.
Isn't this bullying?
Wan Jun is a 17-year-old young man this year, and he is at the age when he is beginning to fall in love and hopes to attract the attention of girls.
I'm still in school, in the first year of high school, and my studies are just so-so.
Wan Feng's plan was to manage until he graduated from high school. After that, he would give his small electronics factory to his son so that he could become a small boss and earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.
Boys cannot live without money in their pockets. Without money in their pockets, they are half poor.
Wan Feng was not stingy at all when giving money to his younger brother and gave him two bundles of New Year's money.
Small denominations of money are indeed a hassle; giving out New Year's money has to be done in bundles. Fortunately, the fourth set of Chinese currency will be issued in April this year, and with the availability of 50 and 100 denominations, things will be much more convenient.
It seems that the Great Wall Card will be issued in a month. It will be much more convenient to do anything with the card.
But don't count on getting this thing in a more remote place like Hongya this year.
Wan Feng carefully recalled some major events that happened in China in 1987. Apart from Fei Xiang at the Spring Festival Gala and the fire in Daxinganling, there seemed to be nothing else he could remember.
In a few hours, Fei Xiang will appear on stage wearing a red shirt, and the song "A Fire in Winter" will establish his supreme reputation in the mainland.
At that time, he became a household name overnight with his singing and dancing style that was not found in the mainland.
Now, looking at his dance at that time from Wan Feng's perspective, he was afraid that the embarrassment would directly develop into a late stage, but at that time, his movements that did not require much technical skills were popular among thousands of young girls who were just beginning to fall in love and young men with boiling blood.
If Fei Xiang insists on developing in the mainland, he will probably eventually achieve a position in the mainland music scene that no one can surpass.
Unfortunately, he went to Broadway to play a supporting role. When he performed in mainland China decades later, few people knew who he was except those in their fifties.
Fei Xiang became famous because of a fire in winter, but the fire eventually burned to the Greater Khingan Range, causing tens of billions of yuan in losses to the country.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Fei Xiang, although he himself has made fun of this coincidence.
After the Internet came into being, Wan Feng actually did some detailed research on the Daxinganling fire, so he remembers it quite clearly.
The fire was caused by several migrant workers from Beihe who were using brush cutters in the forest area.
There were still more than three months before the fire, and Wan Feng happened to be in Heihe at that time, so maybe he could be of some help.
After his younger brothers and sisters went out to play, Wan Feng gave his father and mother a lot of New Year's money, a total of 20,000 yuan.
Zhu Min took out two bills from one of the bundles of New Year's money and returned them to Wan Feng, saying that they were New Year's money for him.
I sent out 20,000 and got 20 in return. This deal is a big loss.
Wan Feng also changed into new clothes and prepared to go out for a walk.
Wearing a sportswear designed by Zhang Xuan and a pair of red casual shoes, this outfit would have been enough to blind countless people's titanium eyes if he went out in 1987.
I walked out of the house and wandered to the yard downstairs, and saw Chen Tianci doing something sneaky at the door of the sock factory workshop.
Wan Feng snapped his fingers: "Hammer, come here!"
Chen Tianci saw Wan Feng running over happily: "You're back? When did you come back?"
"Did your father come home yesterday morning?"
"I came back yesterday as well."
"Tell me! What are you doing here so stealthily? Are you planning to steal Hua'er's socks?"
"What are you talking about? Why would I steal her socks? Aren't they the same as my own?"
Oh, this sounds like an inside story!
Wan Feng immediately perked up: "Tell me the truth, you didn't capture my sister Hua'er, did you?"
Chen Tianchui immediately became dejected: "I didn't take her down, she took me down."
Look, there is indeed explosive news.
"Tell me how she took you down? Be detailed and include the process."
Chen Tianchui was speechless: "She is your sister, and you actually want a detailed process. Believe it or not, if I tell her, she will beat us both to death!"
"She might beat you to death, but she can't kill me. She can't beat me. Besides, I'm helping you. If I find any problems with your process, I can correct them and guide you. Come on! Don't be shy."
"You bastard, you are still so shameless."
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