Wan Feng didn't know that his mother was still taking advantage of such a thing, he didn't seem to have seen his mother wear it.

But he didn't want it, but left one, he couldn't keep it all for himself, when his younger brother married his daughter-in-law in the future, what would his mother give?

One family is fairer.

Tomorrow is the first day of August, Wan Feng has been home for ten days, since he has decided to go back tomorrow, he has to make preparations to return to Beiliao from now on.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare, and there is nothing to bring when I go back, he and his father went into the mountains to pick fungus and dried a total of almost nine catties of dried fungus, which is the only thing he brings.

There is really nothing else to bring, and he still has a few hundred yuan on him, and he can't use it for the road expenses.

On the morning of August 1, Wan Feng said goodbye to his parents with his bag on his back, and his father did not send Wan Feng to the station because he still had to work in the company, but just stood at the door of the house to watch Wan Feng leave.

When Wan Feng walked all the way to the carpenter's shop, he turned around and saw his parents standing at the door...

Wan Feng's eyes were a little astringent, and he turned around ruthlessly until he walked to the station and never looked back.

The early shuttle bus into the city arrived at Dalinzi Station at half past six in the morning, and Wan Feng got on the bus and took a bus for more than an hour to Wuxian Station.

Get off the train and enter the station to buy a ticket for Longzhen, there is a girl in front of her who is also buying a ticket, when she bought a ticket and left the ticket gate, Wan Feng unexpectedly found that it was Zhang Xuan.

I came back to see her, and I saw him again when I left, fate!

"Zhang Xuan!"

Zhang Xuan stumbled under his feet, and then looked at Wan Feng suspiciously: "You know me?"

Wan Feng nodded and said a clueless word: "Two years later, we will be classmates." ”

After saying that, hand the money into the ticket office and buy a ticket.

Zhang Xuan walked away suspiciously, it is estimated that the question marks on his head are about to catch up with the hair of the Buddha, this guy said that he will be a classmate with him in two years?

At eight o'clock, Wan Feng stepped on the train to Dragon Town.

After arriving at Longzhen at 12 o'clock at noon, I waited for the train in the waiting room for three hours, and only got on the train to Habin at 3:30 in the afternoon.

The train at this time period is very inconsistent with Wan Feng's requirements, because the time it will arrive at Habin will be around ten o'clock in the evening, how can he go to Jiang Ming's house to find him during this time period?

Everything was similar to Wan Feng's calculations, and it was really half past ten in the evening when the train arrived at Habin Station.

It's a bit inappropriate to go to someone's house at this time, and Jiang Ming's house is not big, and the two sons and the two of them live in a house with an area of about 30 square meters, and he has no place to live when he goes.

Fortunately, there was a state-run hotel outside the train station, so Wan Feng went to the hostel and asked for a single room for a night.

Early the next morning, after Wan Feng got up and checked out, he came to the alley where he met Jiang Ming and his wife last time.

Jiang Ming and his family are really selling breakfast here again.

"Old nephew, are you back? Jiang Ming served a bowl of soy milk and a burrito.

Wan Feng was not hypocritical, and drank it in a daze.

"Are your parents okay?" Jiang Ming asked as he busied himself.

"It's all good. ”

"I thought you would have to stay home for a few days. ”

"Just come back and take a look, there are still a lot of things going on in Beiliao. ”

"And when are we leaving?"

"Uncle Jiang, are you sure you're going?"

"Of course, you think I'm joking with you. ”

"When I got off the train, I looked at the train timetable, and there was a general express to Bohai at 7:40, so let's take that train. ”

At more than seven o'clock, Jiang Ming went home after closing the stall and hurriedly packed up and went out with Wan Feng, and after staying in the waiting room for half an hour, he stepped on the southbound train.

When Habin got on the bus, there were still many empty seats on the car, and Wan Feng and Jiang Ming occupied two positions facing the window, chatting all the way.

The summer train in '81 was the most idle, and there was no tourist fever at that time, and there were not many people in the full carriages, except for those on business.

This changed after 85 years, when the number of tourists began to increase, and a new term appeared at this time of year: the tourist season.

"Old nephew, you said that the country's policy has been loosened, will it change again?" Jiang Ming asked with a little worry.

"When a new policy appears, it is normal for there to be some back-and-forth, but the general trend cannot be changed, as long as we are careful and cautious, and there will be nothing wrong with it, and the situation will improve after 84 years. ”

Of course, there are repeated policies, and Wan Feng has not forgotten the nationwide speculation incident led by the Eight Kings next year.

In this wave of speculation, eight self-employed people in Wenzhou have become negative examples, and the largest, Hu Jinglin, went to the hometown of the mountain eagle and hid for two years.

It was not until the first document issued by the state in 84 that the matter of protecting the fruits of self-employed labor was calm, but the impact of this incident still affected for many years.

It wasn't until after the 92nd Southern Tour that the self-employed professional households really settled down.

Because of this, his garment factory is now affiliated under the name of Wahou in the name of the collective, just to cope with this wave.

"I'm afraid that the policy will change in three days and two days. ”

"Like us, ordinary people are afraid of policy changes if they do something, and they can't stand the toss. At this time, the person in his thirties, who was in the same seat as Jiang Ming, also let out a sigh.

The man was dressed as a standard buyer, and the most conspicuous thing was that he had three pens pinned to his jacket pocket.

"This uncle, you don't look like a common person, but like a state cadre. ”

The man laughed self-deprecatingly: "I'm not a cadre, just a small purchaser." ”

This person has a northern accent, and he should also be from the three northern provinces.

"What do you work for?"

"Often drag a subordinate supporting factory. ”

Ivy Tractor Factory!

"Ivy?"

The man nodded.

"Good unit, it's just that you, a person with an iron rice bowl, can have such a sigh?"

"Alas, my family lives in the suburbs of Changchun, and my family has a large population, and I want to do something, but my heart is not steady. ”

"Uncle, can you buy some of the products that are often dragged when the time comes?"

"If you want to buy a tractor, you can come to me. ”

Of course, I won't go to you to buy a tractor, the 28 tractors produced by Changtuo will be eliminated immediately, and the modified tractors don't seem to have started production, and the small tractors they produce will take four years to go on the market, and then our tractors are estimated to be out of the world.

Wan Feng's eyes rolled a few times: "Uncle, can you leave me your name, unit address and phone number, maybe we will have business contacts in a few days." ”

The other party happily wrote the company address, personal name, and factory phone number.

The other party's surname is Teng, and his name is Teng Fei.

"Little brother, I listened to a few words of your conversation and found that you have a unique insight into many things, what is your name?"

"My name is Li Yang. Wan Feng casually recited a name.

Jiang Ming looked at Wan Feng strangely, not knowing why Wan Feng said a fake name.

Teng Fei didn't get off at Changchun, and got off at a county station a few stops later.