"I agreed to be a free fish, but you have to force me to grow mushroom clouds, right?"
Li Jianshe took the game farm back to the 1960s and looked at the thousands of acres of farmland that were automatically harvested in his portable space.
I planned to go fishing in the sun every day, eat hot pot and sing songs, but instead:
His own father thought he was not motivated: "What does it look like to fish every day!"
His brother called him a prodigal: "I've eaten up all my meat tickets again this month!"
The pretty widow next door knocked on the door in the middle of the night: "Weidong, my sister bought you a double thousand bunnies..."
Until the famine years when the whole courtyard was chewing tree bark, Li Jianshe set up a barbecue stall in the courtyard:
"Roast whole lamb for 50 cents, boil mutton for 30 cents, and Moutai mouthwash is free!"
When the street office investigated the speculators, he showed his "Advanced Model Worker" certificate with his backhand:
"Boss, this is a new type of hybrid grain grown on my farm. The yield per mu is eight thousand kilograms!"
