These words are very philosophical. Wan Feng cannot eat her, but he can...

No! You can't continue thinking along this path, otherwise something will happen. He is still young, and it is still too early to do some things at the age of thirteen.

"Luan Feng! Didn't I tell you not to come here at night? If something happens to you, who is so blind, your father and your brother will kill me."

"Giggle! It turns out you are also afraid of something. I thought you were not afraid of anything."

"Stop talking nonsense, what are you going to do?"

"I want to learn wrestling from you."

Luan Feng's request shocked Wan Feng. "Learn wrestling?" What kind of style is a girl learning to wrestle?

"No! What you should learn is to make clothes, embroider and tie shoe soles instead of wrestling. This stuff is not for girls."

He absolutely cannot agree to this. If there is such a guy around him every day, he will not want to be clean. Besides, this guy has learned wrestling and has to roll around with him every day.

This is very dangerous, even if rolling on the beach is similar to rolling on sheets, the gun may go off after three or two rolls.

There's not even a condom, so if the shot hits the bull's-eye, it'll be a bloody mess.

"Humph! I knew you wouldn't agree, but you just don't take me seriously."

"You are a human being and not a problem."

"Hey! Isn't the sports meeting fun?"

A woman's head is probably like an advertisement from later generations. In the blink of an eye, her attention shifts from one area to another without even a single turn in between.

Fortunately, her topic did not leave the scope of sports.

"By the way, you didn't go to the Jiangwei school sports day, and you didn't go to the middle school sports day to join in the fun. Isn't this normal? Is the end of the world coming soon?"

For a person with Luan Feng's personality, there is absolutely no reason not to watch the fun.

"I was sick when there was a sports meeting at Jiangwei School. Isn't the sports meeting in the middle school far away? You asked me to walk there."

How could this guy get sick every day?

"How come I didn't know you were sick?"

"You don't care about me at all." Luan Feng complained dissatisfied.

Paralyzed I am not your man, why should I care about you?

"I'm going to watch the sports meeting tomorrow. Can I ride on your tractor?" In the blink of an eye, Luan Feng changed from the sadness of being sick to the hope of a playful smile.

It was not a problem to ride on a tractor, Wan Feng readily agreed.

"Bring dry food and gather at school before six o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Bring dry food?" Luan Feng was dumbfounded.

"If you don't want to eat at noon, you don't have to take it with you."

The next morning, Luan Feng waited for Wan Feng in front of her grandfather's house early, and then went to school with Wan Feng.

Although there were more people today, there were two fewer people going to the sports meeting.

Two junior students who finished their competition yesterday will not go to the central school today, so there is one less person in the car than yesterday.

After arriving at the school and moving into their base, Luan Feng also sat among the contestants.

Xue Jiongjiu gathered the dry food brought by the students and sent it to the hot meal area of ​​the school.

Most of the dry food these students brought was cornmeal pancakes. If they were not heated in a pot, they would be as hard as rocks and impossible to swallow.

The mission of Wanfeng's small group in the morning is still to make money, which has already received the support of Xue Jiongjiong and Li Yi.

Wan Feng lay on his desk studying the schedule.

Jiang Jun's game ended yesterday, and his task this morning was to sell popsicles to make money.

Xu Bin also had a 400-meter preliminaries and finals in the morning. The competition started at 8 a.m. and was expected to end at 8:30. He did not waste time to earn money.

But the time for him and Tan Chun was not good. They had to compete in the 1,500-meter race at ten o'clock.

This will take a lot of time.

Fortunately, Luan Feng is here. If she is trained to sell popsicles, she will be no worse than Jiang Jun and Xu Bin. After all, a beautiful woman has an innate advantage in selling things.

It was already after nine o'clock when the car from the Blue Mountain Cold Drink Factory arrived.

In the morning, they sent away the popsicle vendors in various grocery stores in the city before loading the truck and arriving at the Warrior Commune.

Yesterday, more than 6,000 popsicles were sold in one day. Although the sales volume was just that, the feast left a deep impression on them, so they came much earlier today than yesterday.

Jiang Jun, Xu Bin, and Tan Chun were all familiar with the business. They picked up boxes of popsicles and took away the popsicles for thirty or forty days.

"Ah? You want me to sell popsicles? I'm here to see the fun." When Wan Feng gave Luan Feng a wooden box containing thirty popsicles, Luan Feng protested.

Are you kidding me? A grown-up girl shows up to sell popsicles. She won't be able to survive in the future.

"If you don't eat at noon, can you not sell it?"

"What's the relationship between eating and selling popsicles?" Luan Feng has never done business, and Leng Ding still doesn't understand the relationship.

"Nonsense, if you don't sell popsicles, how will you get money to eat?"

"Then can you eat it when I sell it?"

What kind of nerve does this woman have? How did she switch her mind to eating so quickly?

Xu Bin, Tan Chun and even Jiang Jun did not first think about eating them themselves when they were selling popsicles.

Foodie!

"Of course, but if you eat them all, you have to pay for them yourself. Follow me and learn how to sell them first."

The wooden box weighs about seven or eight kilograms. One popsicle weighs 100 grams, and more than 30 popsicles weigh only 13 or 4 kilograms. Although it is not light for a person of Wan Feng's age, it does not feel particularly heavy.

Today's temperature is vaguely hotter than yesterday. The weather forecast predicts that today's highest temperature will be 30 degrees. In the north of the 1980s, this temperature is already very impressive.

Wan Feng deliberately came to the Huaguang Brigade today. Isn't Li Guang's father the brigade secretary? Wan Feng planned to trick him into bleeding a little.

"Fat Li! Isn't your dad the secretary of the brigade? I heard that your family has so much money that it makes them grow hairy. They often secretly show off their money in the middle of the night without treating each of your classmates to two popsicles?"

Li Guang rolled his eyes and ignored Wan Feng.

"I'm serious. See how sweaty your classmates are. If you treat each of them to two popsicles at this time, your prestige in the eyes of your classmates will be greatly increased. You don't know how to settle this, right? How can I give it to you?

Each classmate will take one."

Li Guang rolled his eyes again.

"Oh! I understand, it turns out that you have no money. Why are you pretending to be so rich if you don't have money? I was deceived into thinking that you were a rich man. You have been pretending to be fat for a long time. Hey! You don't have such a fat face.

Did you inflict the swelling on yourself?"

Li Guang stood up abruptly: "Who said I have no money?" As he spoke, he pulled out a new steelworker's ticket from his pocket.
Chapter completed!