Of course, when washing your feet, you just joked. That night, Fang Dajun was lying on the bed but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Without it, the environment was not suitable.

Although he enjoyed a room alone, it was a dirt-walled house, and only a ventilation vent of less than one square meter was opened. Of course, ventilation in the room was completely no problem. It was impossible to get poisoned by ignition of a stove because it was a tile house.

There is a large wooden cabinet in the room, which is used to store grain. The solid wood cabinet is used to prevent mice from stealing food. There is also an old-fashioned wardrobe that was bought by parents when they got married, and it is strong and durable.

There is a problem with the ground, it is soil and uneven, and you can see traces of hard objects such as iron hammers hitting it, which is very solid.

There are electric lights and the commune has powered on. Of course, the production teams that are too far away from the commune cannot turn on. The current voltage is very unstable and there are often sudden power outages.

The light bulb is at least fifteen watts, which is very dim. It takes about 67 hours to use one kilowatt-hour. The electricity bill now is more than 2 cents, which is not cheap, because the electricity bill has only increased three times in thirty years.

The most important thing is that this bed is pure wood. It has a bamboo baffle on it, and then it is covered with rice straw, plus a bed of broken cotton wool. There are also sheets, but inside the pillow is cut into pieces of rice straw.

This made him lie on the bed, the smell of straw on his nose was itchy psychologically, but the skin was not itchy at all. Such a contradictory feeling made him almost crazy.

The fierce cries of grasshoppers, crickets, and frogs echoed around his ears, tossing and turning. In the end, he didn't know when he fell asleep. He passed by the first night of the 1980s.

Late at night, a hazy light suddenly shone on the wooden cabinet, which was very weak, but it could be seen with the naked eye. It lasted for ten minutes before gradually dissipating...

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"Well, I'm sleeping so full!" Fang Dajun got up from the bed and stretched his waist. Because he had been working night shifts before, he hadn't slept so well for a long time. It had nothing to do with his body, but his mental feelings.

Sitting by the bed through the small window, I saw that it was already bright outside, and I don’t know what time it was now. I didn’t wear shoes and got off the bed barefoot. Suddenly I saw the small red cloth bag on the wooden cabinet. Then I remembered the hard black block and smiled. I don’t have time to study now, so I have to see how the threshing machine is like, which is related to the basis of all his plans.

"Hey, second sister, why are you still at home? What about fourth sister and fifth sister?" Fang Dajun asked in confusion. In the past, second sister would go to the commune to learn tailoring early in the morning, so she shouldn't be at home at this time.

"Brother, you're awake. The food is in the hot pot. I'll bring it out for you now!" Fang Yan turned around and said intimately, which was a huge difference from yesterday's attitude.

He also said: "The old man took the fourth sister and the others to register to school early in the morning, and his mother also went to work. I asked me to take care of you at home. I will also go to the county to register for school tomorrow morning."

"That's a good thing. When is the time now?" Fang Dajun asked happily.

As a result, Fang Yan looked up at the sky and replied: "It's almost ten o'clock, you can really sleep!"

Uh! It turns out that the sun in the sky is the time pointer.

"By the way, where is Carpenter Jiang? He didn't come to see me?" Fang Dajun asked.

"He came early in the morning, and was sent away by the old man, so he asked him to come back in the afternoon!" Fang Yan said and entered the kitchen. After a while, he brought the fence basket out. As soon as the rice was served, there was a large bowl of chicken and sauce meat. Then he remembered that his mother said last night that she had left him a separate dish.

"Have you eaten? Let's eat together. I can't finish it even if I have so much!" Fang Dajun said and picked up the bowl and started to move. As the saying goes, half-aged children will eat to death. He is the most edible at his age, and he is very dissatisfied with his height. He is less than 1.7 meters tall. Before traveling through time, his height was a second-class disabled person. He was just 1.7 meters tall because he was teenager too frequently.

In this life, you have to learn from your lessons, eat more and exercise more, don’t masturbate, and don’t smoke so early. By age, you should still be able to grow a little, because Fang Donghua is more than 1.7 meters tall, so he, a son, cannot be so short.

"I've eaten it long ago!" Fang Yan said so, but her throat slutted, and she was swallowing.

Fang Dajun laughed and said, "Okay, go and get the dishes and chopsticks to eat. I said I ate it. If it's too late, it would be bad if the old man came back to see him."

"Yeah!" The food was a weapon of killing. Fang Yan, who was a little proud, couldn't resist it. He ran to get the bowls and chopsticks and ate it wildly at the speed of lightning, which made Fang Dajun stunned. Is this a little bit of a young and beautiful girl?

"I'm ready to eat, don't tell the old man!" A few dozen seconds later, Fang Yan ran away with his mouth wrapped around his mouth and holding the dishes. This is evidence of destruction.

Fang Dajun saw the meat and vegetables in the bowl again and had already gone for half of them, and suddenly regretted it. If he had known that his second sister could eat so much, he would have been greeting him after he had eaten.

When he finished sweeping the leftovers, Carpenter Jiang also appeared. The Qin brothers all had to go to work, so it was impossible to appear at this time. Carpenter Jiang was doing technical work, and he was relatively free to work.

"Junwa, come with me quickly. I'll try the arc you drew. Are you going to calculate the standard?" Carpenter Jiang pulled him away as soon as he came up.

He dragged it out of the house directly, and the second sister followed him up at this time. In this case, Fang Dajun had to follow him to the commune. Today, his health felt much better. Walking was not a problem at all, but he couldn't do his job. Anyway, the commune cadres said that he would calculate the work points for him, so he simply took a few more days off.

"Sanwo, do it well, and try to get the threshing machine out today!"

"Yes, Junwo, we are all waiting to use it. We can thresh millet in the fields, and we will be happy when we think of it!"

As soon as we arrived at the burger drying ground below, the villagers greeted him enthusiastically. As expected, everyone already knew about the threshing machine. Even the Liu family became much more enthusiastic. If the efficiency of threshing could be really improved, it would be the political achievement of the production brigade.

Fang Dajun naturally waved his sleeves, without taking away a cloud, and looked like a literati and poet, and continued to set off on the road in a casual manner and headed towards the commune ahead.

More than ten minutes later, Jiaoshan People's Commune came to the eye. The entire commune covers an area of ​​about five acres, and is located in the largest flat area nearby. It is also the intersection of seven production brigades. Unfortunately, it is too remote and not a key traffic factor, otherwise it is likely to form a township.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. The commune is the crystallization of this era. Every brick and every tiles are the best of this era and the core of the great cause of socialism.

"Long live the People's Republic of China, long live Chairman Mao!" Fang Dajun shouted silently in his mind, moving towards the commune step by step with a state of mind that witnessed the times.

The entire commune was surrounded by tall walls, with two front and back doors, which were solemnly built, with stones leading the way and ancient woods making it a door, giving him the illusion of entering a tourist area.
Chapter completed!