
My 1978 Small Farm
A small farmstead opens in a remote mountain village far from the city’s noise.
Here there are Moutai that cost only a little over ten yuan even if they are seven or eight years old, and Wuliangye for seven or eight yuan.
There are organic vegetables, organic fish and shrimp, organic boiled mutton, green and eco-friendly food that tastes good.
Originally a middle-aged divorced and unsuccessful man, he turns around and becomes a leisurely farmstead owner.
The mountain village farmstead’s reputation spreads far and wide.
Slippers, T-shirt, and a banana-fan in hand, he sways along for the whole day.
“Booking a meal? No problem, line up.”
One table a day, depending on his mood; a carefree little life.
Li Dong touches the little item hanging on his chest. Its energy is full again, and it’s time to go to 1978 to stock up: the story of a middle-aged man from 2018 crossing forty years to bring goods back and forth.
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