Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 8
There was a sound of cursing, and Li Jiankun stood up and looked outside the hospital, his eyes unblinking.

The words were unpalatable.

When it comes to swearing, he ranks second in the team, and no one dares to say he is first.

However, this woman who is 172cm tall and looks a bit tiger-like is actually a weak-tempered woman.

This look was all forced out of me.

It's called attack mode.

In the early years, when she first got married, no one in the team dared to arrange Li Guifei's name.

In the early years, Li Guifei and lazy man were directly equated. No one was welcome in the commune, let alone the brigade.

In the early years, whenever someone in the team had a happy event, Li Guifei would always act like a clown.

Now, who dares to bully my man?

Hey!
Immediately enters the attack mode, and the gods and ghosts retreat.

Li Jiankun has always known that his mother, Hu Yuying, loves his father to the core. He never understood why before.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that he finally understood.

As a rural woman who has never read a day, working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day, marrying an educated man is already a high achievement.

And only this man.

In her lustless youth, he gave her the joy and warmth of love.
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early morning.

When the sky turns white, the village, which had been silent all night, regains its vitality.

At this time, in the countryside, alarm clocks, even if they are given away for free, are just a display when you take them home.

A loudspeaker at the entrance of the village broadcasts a song that sounds very beautiful at first glance, but is actually a divine song that inspires brainwashing——

"Nanniwan".

The production captains of each team started blowing trumpets from door to door.

The production captain of Li Jiankun and his team, Li Gege, is a ruthless man. Not only does he talk a lot, but he also breaks gongs in his hands.

When I swam outside his house, I stopped yelling, but I always knocked the gong twice more to show my strong dissatisfaction with Guifei, a lazy man.

Since the lazy man in Guifei had the support of his wife, he was not afraid and made up a jingle for him:

Li Gege, really up to date, wearing two urea pants per person,

There are black ones, blue ones, and those without members.

be widely disseminated.

At this time, supplies were scarce, and it was popular for people to dye pants with imported urea bags and wear them while standing in the fields, blowing in the wind, and huffing and puffing, so impressive!
I suddenly felt superior.

"Kun'er, your sister and I went to work. The rice is hot in the pot."

There was a voice outside the door, and Li Jiankun hurriedly responded, thinking there was nothing more to say.

The half-open wooden door was pushed open. Hu Yuying, who was holding a fur sickle, put her head in and looked at her son with a smile, "Leave a bowl for your dad."

She also knew that neither son wanted to see their father who was not a good man, but she always hoped for family harmony and was really afraid that her husband would go hungry.

Li Jiankun said helplessly: "I understand."

"Xiaomeng, hurry up. If you agree, I will send you to 22 Dan. Don't think I don't know. All the dogs in the village are afraid of you. Who are you afraid of?"

The second sister has a beautiful heart and a bright mind.

22 Dan is the name of a field, which refers to the yield. In rural areas, grain fields are often named after this.

Li Jiankun smiled knowingly.

The house suddenly became quiet, and he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he turned over and got up.

When it comes to making money, you must act immediately, there is no time to waste.

He had calculated it last night. The waste product was indeed a breakthrough. He already had a goal on where to start.

Before that, I have to meet Lao Wang for a while and get some things for me.

The lazy man in Guifei slept very soundly, snoring evenly and longly. Li Gege's gong's attack power was getting worse and worse.

The hot thing in the pot is said to be rice, but in fact it is a little old rice porridge with clear soup and little water.

Li Jiankun couldn't blame his mother for not letting him fill his stomach.

He knew that what he did last night was the limit of what his mother could do.

Whenever the end of the year approaches, there is never enough rice at home, so I have to tighten my belt and wait until the production team settles the accounts, hoping to earn some living money so that I can buy resold grain.

But usually the situation is not ideal.

After all, the second sister is not a mother, and she cannot do ten work points a day.The same goes for their breakfast, and they have to work hard all morning.

Li Jiankun took a bowl of rice soup, finished it in one breath, and wiped his mouth vigorously.

From now on, he will make sure the whole family is fed and clothed!
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Walking through the cold morning dew.

Li Jiankun came to Shitouji Town without stopping.

I went to Qianjin Electrical Appliance Factory to make a fortune. Fortunately, I met Wang Bingquan at Xiangyang Agricultural Machinery Manufacturing Factory and stayed there for an hour.

In the process, the workers also found out the Wang family's address.

At the west end of the town, there are two red brick houses on the first floor, covering an area of ​​only a few dozen square meters, and are very low-key.

"Jiankun is here. Have you eaten? Do you want more?"

Shanhe's mother's name is Li Lan. If she really counts her ancestors, she can still be related to Li Jiankun.

They are also old acquaintances, having known each other since childhood.

It's just that Li Lan is no longer like a rural woman. She knows how to dress well and has a touch of nobility.

This aunt is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the 80s, she lost more than 10,000 yuan playing cards - this amount came from her own son, and it was rumored that it was only [-] to [-] yuan.

Comrade Lao Wang almost never returned to before liberation.

Li Jiankun said that he had eaten, and after leaving her, he walked into Xiao Wang's room and saw a lustful smile on his face in his sleep, so he gave her a cold hug.

"Ah! Li, be a human being and get out. The things are in your trouser pockets. Take them by yourself."

Wang Shanhe howled.

He has a habit of sleeping naked.

Li Jiankun let him go and took out a few tickets from his blue trousers hanging on the bedside.

Xiao Wang huddled under the quilt, with only half of his head exposed, like a humiliated little daughter-in-law, "Why do you want these tickets?"

"I'll tell you when it's done."

Li Jiankun smiled: "I can use the bicycle."

No matter how the plan is implemented, a good outfit is essential. He had considered this yesterday.

Identity is a good thing, even if it is just a pretense.

For example, in the future, girls will discuss betrothal gifts with poor people, relationships with ordinary rich people, and very rich people...

Talk about nothing and give yourself.

As a result, the A-grade goods market and luxury car rentals have become unprecedentedly prosperous.

You taste it, you taste it carefully.

In this day and age, not everyone may judge a book by its appearance.

But everyone’s mentality of refusing to talk about business with people who are not at the same level is generally the same.

Riding the [-] big bar, Li Jiankun came all the way to the county. At just the right time, he went straight to the only department store in the county.

Well, it's just a big Soviet-style bungalow.

One good thing these days is that you don’t have to worry about being ripped off. In national-brand stores, everything has clearly marked prices. It doesn’t mean that everything is the same everywhere you go in the same area, but it’s absolutely the same.

When I came out of the mall, I was completely new from head to toe.

A set of blue Chinese tunic suit, made of cotton fiber material and thickened lining, 42 yuan 8, plus seven city-foot cloth stamps.

A pair of white shoes, also called white net shoes, size 43, cost 3 yuan, 7 cents and 6 cents, plus a shoe ticket.

He was at a disadvantage because of his big feet. He looked at it and saw that the smallest one, size 38, was only 2 yuan.

But he originally wanted to buy Huili, but when he asked about the price...

Good guy!
We can’t afford luxury brands.

Once this outfit is in place, it matches the guy's pretty good looks and a temperament that doesn't belong to this era.

Standing on the busy street of the morning market, more than one girl was attracted to her.

Li Jiankun couldn't help but hum a little tune that no one understood.

"I'm still the boy I was before, nothing has changed..."

HE—TUI!

shameless!

(End of this chapter)