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He Fan stopped the movement of his feet and let the roller gradually stop, then stepped aside. Lin Guo, who couldn't wait for a long time, immediately squeezed over eagerly.
???????????????????????????????????????? Off out of He Fan, grab a stack of rice in your hands, put your feet on the threshing machine's pedal, and plan to start the rollers.
As a result, when I put my foot down, it didn¡¯t move.
Beside him, He Fan laughed mercilessly.
"Haha, you are so weak!"
In fact, how could Lin Guo, the young master, know the tricks of this threshing machine? The first time he stepped on it, he couldn't move it without putting in some effort. This threshing machine mainly works on the principle of inertia. After that, it basically doesn't need to be used. Step hard.
But the front two feet must be strong!
Lin Guo was so upset that she lost her temper. Her face turned red from suppressing the pain, and she just pushed the pedal with all her strength.
And those who were still unconvinced stepped on it faster and faster. Seeing the effect, they showed off to He Fan with a proud look.
Suddenly, Lin Guo's expression changed, and he felt that his foot was missing, and he was about to fall forward!
Immediately, I felt like I was being lifted up like a little chicken.
"You kid, you almost lost one of your legs, you know that!"
He Fan said angrily.
Lin Guo was just messing around and just kept pedaling with brute force. The inertia of the roller was so great that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. If his foot got stuck in the pedal, he would probably have broken bones.
If it weren¡¯t for He Fan¡¯s quick eyesight and quick hands, Lin Guo¡¯s leg would have ended up on the threshing machine.
Lin Guo looked at the wheel that was still rotating underneath, driving the pedal up and down, and felt frightened for a while.
"Stop fucking around and go cut the rice!"
Lin Guo nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.
The two of them picked up sickles and cut the rice, but their speed was much different than that of their parents.
He Fan and Lin Guo had only cut half of the rice field. Mom and Dad had already cut it from one end of the rice field to the other. The height of the cut rice stalks was uniform and the stubbles were smooth and uniform. The rice stalks behind He Fan and the two of them were The most appropriate description of stubble is that it has been eaten by a dog.
However, the two brothers had no shame and complimented each other:
"We brothers are really good at farming. Look at how beautifully we do this work."
"Yes, yes, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, let us roll up our sleeves and work hard!"
Just when the two brothers were complimenting each other, He Weihai had already cut his head across from them from the other side.
Seeing these two boys still blowing water, they were so angry that they waved their sickles!
The two of them were so frightened that they quickly shut up and bent down to work.
A full acre of land was harvested in one morning.
When I got home at noon, my mother made a big pot of simple and delicious noodles.
Home-made handmade noodles, with various vegetables from the vegetable garden added to it, two crab caps and a few loaches thrown in, it¡¯s incredibly delicious!
The carbohydrates in pasta can best restore physical strength, and harvesting all morning is still very tiring.
??Ling Guo is so confused, after eating three large bowls of noodles, she still has more to eat!
"I finally got to eat this rice flower loach! Braised rice flower fish, charcoal grilled rice flower shrimp, steamed rice flower turtle, farm rice flower rice don't forget it!"
After eating, we couldn¡¯t rest and continued harvesting work in the afternoon.
It is like this in rural areas during the busy farming season. Eat and drink simply, and harvesting is the most important thing.
Throughout the afternoon, the four of them were sweating profusely and finished harvesting another acre.
However, the work is not finished yet. The harvested rice must be threshed out with a threshing machine. The sun is good these days, so we must take advantage of the good weather. One more day of sunshine is a day, and there is no telling when the weather will change. . Rice is not easy to preserve if it is not fully exposed to the sun.
With He Weihai, a master master, there was naturally no room for He Fan to show off. He Weihai personally controlled the threshing machine, and He Fan Linguo could only hold the rice.
Every time a bundle of rice straw is placed on the roller, countless golden rice will fall on the bilge of the threshing machine. When the pile reaches a certain height, it is shoveled into the sack one by one with a shovel.
One sack and a sacks are neatly coded. Don't mention how happy it is.
In the fields, the air is filled with the unique fragrance of rice.
Especially the rice grown by He Fan's family, which is watered by spiritual rain, the fragrance is even more refreshing. Smelling this fragrance, it feels like one dayThe fatigue of harvesting rice was relieved a lot.
Lin Guo has been busy all day long, and the brand-name clothes on his body are so dirty that it is hard to tell. The rice stalks covered with small knots were all rolled up by the threshing machine rollers and flew to him.
He Fan¡¯s family of three also looked like this.
Helping the rice to be put into sacks, Lin Guo saw that the work was almost done. While working, he winked at He Fan.
He Fan naturally knew what this boy meant. He had been working for a whole day and he hadn¡¯t eaten anything good yet!
He also said angrily: "You guy, you work for the organization and always think about rewards!"
Lin Guo saw that He Fan was suspected of defaulting on the debt, so he quickly shouted: "Brother, can't you just kill the donkey and burn the bridge?"
¡°Okay, okay, let¡¯s finish the work!¡±
When all the rice was threshed with threshing machines and sacked, Lin Guo¡¯s Land Rover turned into a farm tractor again!
Land Rover was praised by He Weihai:
"This car is big enough. It can carry so many bags of rice at one time. It costs a lot of money, right?"
Lin Guo didn¡¯t know how to explain it. This was a Land Rover with noble sports blood flowing through it. In the end, he could only keep his head down and go back and forth several times to transport all the rice and the threshing machine back to He Fan¡¯s yard.
After He Fan returned home, he saw Dahuang circling and playing around the sacks containing rice in the yard, and shouted:
"Go, go up the mountain and get two game animals for extra meals!"
As soon as he heard about the extra meal, Dahuang¡¯s ears immediately stood up. After barking in response, he turned into a ball of yellow shadow and jumped out of the yard and ran towards the back mountain.
Lin Guo was slightly satisfied when he saw this.
????????????????????????????????????????????? At least one meal of game at night will not be able to escape. He is very confident in Rhubarb¡¯s ability.
However, Lin Guo would not be satisfied with a meal of game and kept winking at He Fan.
He Fan was so annoyed that he could only pick up a bag of rice and walked out of the yard:
"The rice flower fish has been cleaned up a long time ago, and there is also a plate of grass shrimp. Wait, I'll go to Kemi!"
We walked along the path in Qinghe Village to our third uncle¡¯s house.
From a distance, He Fan could hear the sound of the rice mill starting.
"The sound of this engine is really loud and scary, as if it will die at any time" He Fan muttered.
After all, it is an old machine. The only rice mill in Qinghe Village has been in service for more than ten years.
There are many villagers lined up at the entrance of the small supermarket, waiting to have rice milled.
Most of them only carry a small sack or a dustpan. After harvesting the rice in the countryside, they have the habit of eating the first crop of rice, so they grind some first and it is enough for one meal.
The rest needs to be dried and stored. After last year¡¯s old rice is eaten, this year¡¯s new rice will be eaten.
Only He Fan came carrying a big bag.
I still have five or six acres of rice confiscated. I want to trick that boy Lin Guo into coming to work again. How can I fool him by giving him ordinary old rice? So I just grind a sack of new rice, which is enough for him these days!
¡°Besides, He Fan is no longer the poor boy he used to be. Why should he eat old rice when he has new rice?
When the third uncle, who was controlling the machine to help the villagers grind rice, saw He Fan coming, he greeted him warmly:
"Hey, isn't this Xiao Fan? He's here to grind rice too. Come on, hurry up, carry it over here. Third uncle will help you grind it first."
He Fan is now a famous person in Qinghe Village, and he gets preferential treatment wherever he goes.
However, he was still a little embarrassed: "Third uncle, this is not good, let the uncles and aunts crush them first. Why should I crush the people at the back first?"
The third uncle smiled and said: "Don't worry, you helped our folks find the water source, and you also gave those bastards in Qingshui Village a good lesson. If I help you grind the rice first, everyone has no objection."
At this time, the villagers queuing up also said:
"Yes, Xiaofan, just grind it first. It's all thanks to you that we all can receive the rice!"
"If you hadn't found the water source, the rice in our village would have withered long ago. Young people, don't be so polite."
Helping a villager put the milled rice into a cloth bag, the third uncle said at the right time:
"You see what your third uncle said is right, hurry up and carry the rice."
He Fan knew that there was no need to be humble at this time, and said to the villagers: "Thank you uncles and aunts, I won't be polite."
After saying that, he carried a sack of rice over.
This rice mill is similar in shape to a blast bucket, with a square funnel-shaped object on it. The third uncle opened He Fan's sack of rice, his eyes suddenly lit up and he cheered:
"Oh, good rice!"
The rice grains in the sack are plump and golden. As soon as they are opened, a refreshing fragrance bursts out, and anyone who sees it has to scream.
The third uncle picked up the sack and poured it into the square funnel on the rice mill.
With the roar of the machine, a mixture of rice and rice bran quickly flowed out from the outlet below the rice mill.
The rice mixed in the golden rice bran is like fresh dewdrops in the morning, round as pearls, crystal clear, and pleasing to the eye. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He opened a sack of rice, his eyes suddenly lit up and he cheered:
"Oh, good rice!"
The rice grains in the sack are plump and golden. As soon as they are opened, a refreshing fragrance bursts out, and anyone who sees it has to scream.
The third uncle picked up the sack and poured it into the square funnel on the rice mill.
With the roar of the machine, a mixture of rice and rice bran quickly flowed out from the outlet below the rice mill.
The rice mixed in the golden rice bran is like fresh dewdrops in the morning, round as pearls, crystal clear, and pleasing to the eye. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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