Luan Feng hurriedly came out of the house, carrying a piece of clothing in his hand.

"Take this dress with you, don't freeze when it's cold now. As he spoke, he put clothes on Wan Feng's body.

Wan Feng waved his hand and pulled his clothes aside, what's the matter with this girl? Let him wear thick clothes this day, he doesn't have a fever, right?

"Play the piano indiscriminately, it's cooler in the morning and evening, and when the sun comes up, it's still hot, what are you doing with some clothes? Take it back!"

"Isn't it wind-cold in the car?"

"It won't be cold in the car, take it away. ”

"Hmph! People are kind-hearted, but not gentle at all. Luan Feng complained quietly.

"Who said I wasn't gentle, but I was very gentle when I checked your body. ”

Luan Feng's face flushed: "Hooligans!"

"Come here, I'll ask you something. ”

Luan Feng came to Wan Feng: "What's the matter?"

"Have you ever told others about me and you, such as Jiang Min. ”

"What are you telling others?" Luan Feng was stunned.

"It's the other night I touched your horn. ”

"Horns?

This woman is stupid sometimes.

Wan Feng made a kneading motion with his hand on his chest.

Luan Feng understood, and her face turned red: "Phew! full of nonsense, what words!"

Then his eyes widened: "I'm so stupid to tell others about such a thing! Why do you bastard have the face to ask, and ignore you for three days." ”

After saying that, he turned around and twisted his good-looking waist and went home.

Wan Feng was relieved, the protagonist in the history of rural love had nothing to do with him, not only did the protagonist and supporting roles have no other share.

He knew that Luan Feng was the kind of person who was confused about small things and understood big things, how could he let himself go but the protagonist.

Yang Hong's tractor loaded with a cart of bricks came suddenly and stopped in front of Wan Feng.

Wan Feng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it to Yang Hong: "Master Yang, I have to go to Gushan today and pull a few car racks." ”

Yang Hong tore open the cigarette given by Wan Feng and put one in his mouth, and Xiao Jun, who was sitting on the wings of the car, struck a match and lit it for Yang Hong.

Yang Hong bumped into a cloud of mist: "No problem, it's still a machinery factory." ”

"Hmm!"

Wan Feng replied as he threw his bag of clothes onto the body and jumped into the car.

Xiao Jun also got off his wings and got on the drag, and the two of them sat down against the guardrail.

The tractor started again.

"It's been three whole days today, right?," Wan Feng took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and gave them to Xiao Jun, and the two guys chatted while eating melon seeds.

Xiao Jun stretched out his right hand: "What do you say? ”

The blisters of the bricks are usually the belly of the index finger, the middle finger and the ring finger, especially the middle finger, which is the most serious, mainly pinched by the brick clip.

"If you don't grind out the blisters, is that called work? If you wear them out twice, you won't get blisters again. Wan Feng said nonsense.

"What! I still have to wear it out twice? my mother..."

"Don't call Mom, it's useless, your Mom can't hear it, can your body still eat?"

"It's okay, the first two days were difficult, today I'm much faster, it didn't take 40 minutes to load a thousand bricks. ”

"When can you load a thousand bricks in half an hour to prove that you have succeeded, did Master Yang teach you the knowledge of tractors?"

"He said a few things when I was chattering, but I couldn't think about most of them. Xiao Jun was a little embarrassed.

That's normal, unless you're a genius.

But did the genius follow the tractor to pull bricks?

"It's okay to take it slowly, do you want to buy something for your little target to eat?"

"I bought it, I bought a dime of toffee the day before yesterday, and I bought a fire in the street yesterday. ”

"How's it going?"

"I'm dearer to me than to my father. ”

The two men let out a lewd laugh.

At half past seven, Yang Hong parked the tractor at the door of the Gushan Machinery Factory.

Xiao Dexiang gave the frame and the exit permit to the gate, and put it at the door of the factory.

After Wan Feng and Xiao Jun loaded the four frames into the body, the tractor turned around and ran to the county seat.

At around 8:20, the tractor arrived at the place where Xia Qiulong had made an appointment, and Xia Qiulong and his family were already waiting here, and there was a small cart.

"Brother, I knew you could come today, you see how smart I am!" Xia Qiulong didn't forget to brag about himself when he welcomed Wan Feng.

What's so clever about this, even the second cargo knows that he can come to the county seat on Sunday.

Xia Qiulong took everything under the car, and Wan Feng jumped out of the car after saying goodbye to Xiao Jun.

"How much?" Xin Li asked straight to the point, now the quantity of goods is what she is most concerned about, although there are more in the past two days, but it is still not enough.

"Eighty. ”

"Alas, it's too little, and I can sell two hundred of you now. Xin Li sighed and counted out one hundred and twenty yuan to Wan Feng.

"That's not a trick, we're already working overtime, eight out of ten sewing machines are processing trousers. ”

"What about the other two?"

"One is an apprentice, the other is processing wedding dresses and other clothes for others, and they can't pour out, that's what they are. ”

Wan Feng took out a few clothes from another small bag and showed them to Xin Li, which were clothes processed for Bai Liyun's circle of friends.

"Wow! it's so pretty, why don't you get some to sell me?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to sell it, these are all clothes for ten or twenty yuan, can you sell them?"

Xin Li thought carefully for a minute and shook her head: "Even if it can be sold, it will be slow, after all, it is too expensive." ”

"Sister-in-law, you can push the clothes back in a car by yourself, and let the eldest brother help me send these car frames to Jianghong Country. ”

Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong walked towards Jianghong Country with a cart frame in one hand.

"Brother, I bought the irrigation equipment you asked me to buy. ”

"How much did it cost?"

"The paralyzed asked for three hundred, and I gave two hundred and five. ”

Wan Feng sneered: "Look at the number you gave, two hundred and five! I found that you are a bit two hundred and five." ”

Xia Qiulong also smiled: "Brother is not two hundred and five, whoever takes the two hundred and fifty yuan is two hundred and five." ”

Jiang Hongguo is scratching his ears and cheeks at home, the three car frames that Wan Feng sent for the first time were all loaded and sold yesterday, and he still has an order for a car in his hand, but there are no car frames.

Today is Sunday, and if Wan Feng doesn't send the frame to him today, he will get a message from the tractor on the avenue that is stopping the bricks.

When Jiang Hongguo was restless, the second son Jiang Che hurriedly rushed in and shouted before he entered the house: "Dad, that uncle has sent the car frame!"

Hearing this, Jiang Hongguo seemed to be bathed in the spring breeze and refreshed.

A few minutes later, Xia Qiulong and Wan Feng came in with a car frame.

Wan Feng put the two car racks in the yard: "My God, I'm tired." ”

Even if these two car frames are not sinking, one is about thirty pounds, and two are sixty pounds, and they walked nearly 300 meters in one breath to say that they are not tired, which is.

"Oh, brother, you finally sent the shelf, I will wait for the shelf after the parts are ready, and I will be in a hurry if I don't send the goods again. ”

Wan Feng blinked twice: "Your car is also loaded out?"

"It was put out yesterday morning. ”

, so fast under the wheelchair, is this market good!