At this point, Wan Feng also made a supplement: "If we lack technical personnel for the sintering of red bricks, we can go to Gaoyang and invite a few masters." ”

This Wanfeng has the right to speak, when many policies begin to appear in the countryside after 83 years, there will be a warming period for infrastructure, and many buildings will begin to be launched. Even around the 86th year of the rural area, there was a trend of building a large number of new houses, followed by a large number of buildings, although there were some ups and downs in the middle, this trend has continued until after 2010.

But this Wan Feng can't say that he can't tell people that he has crossed back after thirty-eight years!

The meeting ended here, and before leaving, Zhang Hai also told Wan Feng to go to see the venue with him tomorrow.

Wan Feng was full of reluctance, but he had no choice but to agree when he thought that he would have a share in the future.

In the middle of the night, it was raining outside.

Wan Feng likes to rain, and somehow when it rains, his heart feels extraordinarily comfortable, and even sleeping is extremely sweet.

When I opened my eyes at five o'clock in the morning, I found that the rain outside was not only not small, but turned into a heavy downpour, which was heavier than the downpour.

The heart said that there was no need to go to the venue this time.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hai, who had an acute eye disease, ran from the west ditch to the east at more than seven o'clock, and couldn't help but say that he pulled Wan Feng and walked out.

It's unlucky.

Wan Feng was wearing a coat he had only seen in costume TV series, with a hat on his head.

If he had a knife at his waist, he would be able to pretend to be a hero.

The hat is not tight, it is raining heavily outside, and it is raining lightly inside, which is called a sour.

"Uncle Zhang Hai, if I catch a cold, will the team pay for the medicine?"

"Pay!"

"What if you have a fever? What kind of tuberculosis or stomach ulcer can be caused by the fever?"

Zhang Hai was impatient: "Don't worry!

This is very reasonable, and it is indeed far away! It is certainly not possible to die.

So, behind Zhang Hai's back, Wan Feng gave him a string of Martian letters: #¥%......*&*

The people who went to see the venue were the same people as yesterday.

Probably except for Wan Feng, who was afraid of death, the rest of the people behind the depression were warriors, and the appearance of people running to the field was impassioned, only Wan Feng was trembling in the back.

Xu is god looked at Wan Feng like a wet chicken, it was really pitiful, and when they walked to the venue that Zhang Hai said had chosen, the rain stopped.

Wan Feng threw away the hat on his head and the coat on his body, not to mention that this thing was very uncomfortable to wear.

The site chosen by Zhang Hai is at the end of the West Ditch, where Nanshan and Xishan may both look at each other unpleasantly, so they converge together at a bend to form a mountain bend with a diameter of one mile.

The bend in the mountain used to be land, and there was a stream on one side.

Probably because the soil here is too sticky, the land here is almost in a state of semi-abandonment, but it is a good place to open a brick kiln.

How sticky is the clay here, soaked in the rain, Wanfeng's liberation shoes don't know which piece of clay was glued away, and now he is barefoot in the clay bar like a duck treading water.

"Nephew, look at how it is here, the clay here is very sticky, the bricks fired are guaranteed to be strong, and the clay capacity here is enough to burn tens of millions of bricks. ”

I really can't say anything about the clay and the topography of Wanfeng, but the road here is a big problem.

"There seems to be no problem with the soil, but the road here is a serious problem, and if there is no road, it doesn't matter how many bricks you burn here. ”

"The road is not a problem, we can spare labor to repair it, now let's discuss the specific location of the brick kiln and its size. ”

It took a long time to determine the exact location of the brick kiln, and it took more than an hour to finally determine the location on the side of the country road near the mountain bend.

The size of the brick kiln is much simpler.

Because it was crossing the river by feeling the stones, no one knew the bottom of their hearts, so for the sake of prudence, a small brick kiln with six holes was designed, and of course, the area for later expansion was also set aside.

All that remains is to find someone to design the shape of the brick kiln and budget the cost of building the kiln.

It's none of Wanfeng's business.

Zhang Hai wants to leave Wanfeng to eat at his house, and it is only nine o'clock to eat a fart meal.

Eating is not as good as a board and tongs to make Wan Feng happy.

Wan Feng finally found his shoes out of the mud, rinsed them in the ditch and put them on his feet so wet.

I felt that it was better to be barefoot, so I took it off again and carried it in my hand.

Wan Feng followed Zhang Hai to the team headquarters to get tools with shoes in his hand, and when he walked past the door of Liang Wan's house, the voice of her brother-in-law and brother-in-law flew out of the window of her house.

The two heads of his two cheap sisters-in-law stuck out of the window and smiled flatteringly at Wan Feng, completely ignoring the scolding of the eldest sister behind them.

Compared to the sugar cube, the eldest sister's two scolds are as if they don't exist.

Now Wan Feng had nothing on him, so he had to raise the shoes in his hand and raise them, and then ran away in a gloomy manner.

Wan Feng borrowed wrench pliers from the grain processing point of the Wahou team and returned to his grandmother's house, and spent the rest of the morning unloading the bicycle into eight pieces.

One of the two curved rims is mediocre, and the other is sold for scrap.

Wan Feng compared for a long time, and finally decided that he couldn't clean up the car on the edge of the garbage heap with his three melons and two dates.

Although the big frame is very twisted, Wan Feng believes that he can still pull it over when he meets a good mechanic.

A bike has almost nothing left but a large frame and rims, just shelves and forks and handlebar saddle pedals.

One of the pedals is also deformed.

Except for his faith in the car, no one in the world would have any extravagant hopes for it.

Wan Feng remembered that there was a car repair shop in the Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative, which should be a department of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and they would definitely be able to repair the bicycle.

But last night's heavy rain, because the water level of the Na River is about to rise, it is estimated that the river will not be able to pass, so it can only be said in two days.

There's no hurry, anyway, it's nearly two months before the summer vacation.

For the students, Sunday seems to go by exceptionally fast, and it's time to go to school again before they're done having fun.

"Walking through the street I walked through the alleys, singing while walking, I was happy in my heart, the guitar was playing dingdong, playing the guitar dingdong dingdong, singing accompanied me on the road..."

On Monday morning, Wan Feng walked into the school with his schoolbag on his back and singing a little song.

He is now a star in the fifth grade, and his male and female classmates look at him with warm eyes.

The male classmates looked at him warmly because he defeated Tan Chun and the brothers in one fell swoop, and deep down in his heart, he still had the instinct to worship strength.

And the female classmates looked at him enthusiastically, except that he was more wise and martial, probably because of the villain's book, and it was guaranteed not because of his appearance.

Although people at that time didn't know what kind of animal the handsome guy was, they could still tell if they were good-looking and ugly.