"My 1978 Small Farm" lasted for 18 months, 3.8 million words, and finally ended. Thank you for your company all the way. Every subscription, no monthly ticket, and every message will be recorded in the honor of the Small Farm.

This book is a new attempt. I first came into contact with the Chinese essay. Although I found a lot of information before opening the book, it has been decades since then, and there are some situations in the place, some prices and policies, and I will say sorry to everyone here.

There is another plot design. Because there is no outline, the early plot is relatively better. There are some problems in the later stage. I will also like to say sorry to everyone.

Regarding the ending, some readers find it too perfunctory. Let me explain it here, but there is no meaning of perfunctory.

At the end, Mingyao thought a lot, but in the end I still felt that it would be better to end like this, otherwise there would be more cycles and nothing new.

Although you can still write and have fewer subscriptions, the channels are still good.

The manuscript fee has not changed much, but if I continue writing it, I am really a little irritated. There is no new plot. Not only the readers feel uncomfortable, but the author is also the same. There are problems with various card scripts, wise plots, but are there any better ways to change them?

Ending is the best choice. Although it is a bit imperfect, the overall results of this book are still good. Thank you again for your support. Finally, I wish you a happy New Year's Eve and a happy Chinese New Year, good health, harmonious family, and more wealth in the new year...

There is another chapter that will not be guaranteed to be available every day, so I will write a chapter chapter before the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Han Xiaohao is on the way to make money

During the break, a group of primary school students came to the corner of the school at the same time. This scene was not the first time that many students were accustomed to it, especially those who like to look at villains.

This is a paradise for villain's book riddles. Of course, those who have money in their hands can only watch it.

"Give it, let it go."

"Oh, why are you? I'm here first."

A group of little kids gathered together, making a lot of noise, and they were clamoring, pushing me, and I pushed you. The little kid standing in the middle of the crowd glanced at everyone.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze."

Han Xiaohao looked at the direction of the office, then turned around and opened his bulging jacket and took out the warm little man's book. "The new little man's book has been brought by Nanjing, and we don't have it in our county."

"Where is Nanjing?"

"Nanjing is a big city. I tell you, where is there a university, there are better state-owned hotels and many cars." Han Xiaohao said proudly. "My Uncle Dong is studying in Nanjing. I asked him to help me bring these back."

Speaking, he opened the book of the villain. "Look, this is still colorful."

"Really, how much does this cost a day."

Han Xiaohao looked at everyone gestured with a finger and said.

"A penny, one class."

"Five minutes a day."

"This is too expensive. The little guys outside only have two cents a day." A group of kids started arguing. Usually, one book costs only two cents a day, but this class costs one cent, which is too expensive.

"This is brought by Nanjing, and this is a new book, and those outside are old books."

“It’s not that good-looking outside.”

Han Xiaohao waved his hand. "Don't you want it, no, I'll put it away."

"want."

Several elementary school students quickly paid for it. They just read it, but they had never read this book.

"Is Journey to the West still there?"

"have."

After a while, the old books were rented out, and some elementary school students had no money and could only watch them, envious of those who had money to rent books. In the past few days, not everyone had five cents, especially elementary school students, with at least nine of them in ten pockets.

Although it is quite good to be sent to the commune's homes to school, there is no such thing as giving pocket money to primary school students these days. Some cadres in the commune have occasionally received a few cents.

"No, no one has money."

Han Xiaohao lamented that the students in the commune were too poor and earned a few cents a day. Unfortunately, Uncle Dong couldn't find a way to do this. Uncle Dong must have a solution. Alas, Han Xiaohao thought to himself that it would be great if Uncle Dong was so powerful.

"Brother Xiao Hei." Just as he was thinking about this, Ermao ran over.

"Call me a nickname." Han Xiaohao snorted.

"Consultant Han." Ermao smiled.

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

"The book of the villain in my class has been taken back."

Ermao handed the villain's book and money to Han Xiaohao. Han Xiaohao looked at it, and handed it to Ermao one or two cents. "This is your labor remuneration. Don't talk nonsense when you go back."

"knew."

Ermao was so happy to take the money. He was not stupid, so he would not go back and say that, otherwise the milk would have to leave the money again.

"It's good that you know, and you'll ask later who wants a book."

"Yeah, I'll ask you later." Ermao nodded while pinching two cents.

"Go."

Then there were two more waves, which totaled less than 30 cents. "It's still a lot less than the remote-controlled tank." Han Xiaohao had no choice but to go back to the classroom.

"well."

When he returned to Zhuangzi after school, Han Xiaohao was still thinking about how to make money to buy a remote-controlled tank. "Why don't you get a wild boar and replace it for Uncle Dong first."

"But it seems that no wild boars have gone down the mountain recently."

"Otherwise, if you put a wild boar, you will definitely be able to switch to a remote-controlled tank."

"When you have a remote control car and take the school there, they will definitely have never seen it."

Han Xiaohao smiled at others with a surprised and envious look, and couldn't help but be happy. "Hehe."

"What are you laughing at? Have a meal now."

Han Xiaohao was photographed picking up the bowl and picking up mixed grains and rice. "Da, I've eaten rice tonight."

"What, you don't want to eat." Han Weijun said that he helped in the bamboo weaving factory these days, more than one yuan a day, plus his wife, which is dozens of yuan this month. If he didn't follow Dashi, he was busy and tired these days, and he had some food.

Li Chunhua was unwilling to do so, but Han Fu felt that his eldest son was right. Now the family really doesn’t need to eat rice, so he nodded. Only then did Li Chunhua change the slimy food to dry food at night.

"Think about it."

I don’t think I’m a fool. It’s better to eat white rice every day. If I can add a piece of meat, it will be so beautiful. “When will it be better for my family and Uncle Dong’s house.”

"You Uncle Dong, you have the royalties, do you have it?"

"go."

"Don't my mother have a salary."

Han Xiaohao muttered.

"That's building a house, and you can still give it to you."

"Did this kid have had a full meal for two days? I don't know who he is?"

When he spoke, he slapped twice. Han Xiaohao muttered that he knew how to hit someone, why didn’t he learn from Uncle Dong and make a lot of money?

"I will eat meat every day in the future."

"Okay, ambitious."

Li Chunhua picked up a piece of tofu and put it in Han Xiaohao's bowl. "Growing up like your Uncle Dong, I went to college and had meat to eat every day."

“Go to college?”

Han Xiaohao regretted it a little, would he eat this tofu?

"Hurry up and eat, what are you looking at?"

"oh."

After dinner, Han Xiaohao sneaked out to the woods to put on the condom. "There is here." This kid didn't know why, but he felt that he could put it here to get a hare.

Sure enough, the next day, I ran to the forest early in the morning and saw two hares. Looking at the dawn, Han Xiaohao knocked on the door of Li Dong’s house with the rabbit.

"Who?"

"Uncle Dong, it's me."

"Xiao Hei, are you?"

"Uncle Dong, I've got two hares to bring them to you."

When Li Dong saw the hare being held by the boy, he was amused. He was eyeing the toy he brought back. "What do you want to change, exercise book?"

Han Xiaohao was scared and trembled. He was joking. If anyone wanted to ask for the exercise book, please shake your head quickly.

"Remote Control Tucker?"

"Um."

"Uncle Dong, I'll take you a few more rabbits in the future."

"Okay, let's go back and I'll bring you another one."

"Where is that?"

"Send it to someone else."
To be continued...