Rebirth in 1960, My Happy Life in a Mountain Village

It's so good, I'll give it a monthly pass!

The new secretary had a good start, but it was a pity that the new secretary came to an end. The author was very knowledgeable about the affairs of the village at that time, and he was like an idiot when it came to the officialdom. His IQ was out of date starting with the other village chief. If you like to see things happening in the countryside, you can check it out. Recommend it

I feel that this pig's foot has lived 70 years in vain. It has short sight, no foresight, loves to show off, and has no common sense. Moreover, I eat meat every day, and my neighbors seem to be blind, so I use the space to grow some food. According to the initial corn growth calculation, 1 day outside = 1 year of space, it is simply a waste... There are many bad things that I am too lazy to complain about [dog head]

The few fine chaff are destined to take off

Worrying IQ

It's a pity to give the space to a waste Normal people really can't be the protagonists.

In the 1960s, pork cost more than 6 yuan per pound. . . . Why don't you go up to the sky? Why don't you stand side by side with the sun? . . . .

All in, speed!

Good

Nonsense. At that time, pork cost seven or eight yuan a pound.