Chapter 247: Machine Farming (2)

The brand-new tractor and the newborn daughter make Zhenhua feel that life is so beautiful and full of hope.

But the availability of a tractor does not mean that it is smooth sailing, because the previous machine farming roads in the village have been "gnawed" by hard-working people like Zhenhua's father!

In the 50s, there was a land reform movement, which vigorously developed agriculture, and the four groups in Dongwan Village all had organic farming roads and canals. Later, in the era of the big collective, there were still tractors and professional tractor drivers in the village. At that time, the farming conditions were even better than now.

During the period of iron and steelmaking, agriculture was abandoned for a time, and some of these mechanized farming roads and canals were destroyed and gradually lost their function.

After the production was delivered to the households, the enthusiasm of the farmers was unprecedentedly stimulated, and they all felt that every inch of land was valuable, and they seized the mechanized farming roads, canals and water platforms on the edge of their own fields, resulting in the complete scrapping of the original mechanized farming roads and water veins in the fields.

Daddy Zhenhua grabbed the most. The main trunk of the machine farming road, which is at the bottom of a chong field in Zhenhua's house, was two meters wide at that time, which could be used by tractors to travel unimpeded. However, Daddy Zhenhua digs a little roadbed every year to expand his Okita.

Neighboring families are also expanding on the other side of the road and starting a land enclosure movement. In the end, it led to this machine farming road, which was only more than a foot wide, and it was difficult for pedestrians to stagger!

Gao Sanye was the first to buy a tractor, but there was no way out.

When ploughing the land, the third master can only drive the tractor head, pass through other people's fields, climb the ridges, and enter his own fields. If the other family's fields are already planted with crops, then they have to take a detour or drive on a ridge one or two feet wide.

On the night Zhenhua bought the tractor, he went to Gao Sanye to discuss the repair of the road, hoping to restore the machine farming road in the field.

If you want to get rich, you must first build roads.

Then the third master sneered, shook his head and said, "Repair the road, Zhenhua, why didn't you ask me to repair the road last year?"

Zhenhua didn't know where the anger of the third master came from, and said with a smile: "What, is the third master of the high school against building roads?"

"Of course I'm not against building roads, I want to build roads more than anyone else!"

"I mean, if you didn't buy a tractor before, you wouldn't care about the road. Now that there is a tractor, there is no way to go, and the practical difficulties are in front of us, so I know to discuss the construction of the road. But do you think it can be repaired? People who don't have tractors in the village don't care about the mechanized roads as you did last year!"

Zhenhua nodded, understood.

The third master of the high school means that when the board hits his buttocks, he knows that it hurts!

Those who make cattle will not understand the pain of driving a tractor with no way out!

Gao Sanye lit a cigarette and sighed: "If you want to restore the machine farming road, I think you will have to wait for more than half of the people in the village to use tractors before there is hope." They make oxen, see that we see that the tractor has no way out, and they still laugh at us in their hearts! Do you expect them to give up the mechanized road that they have occupied to drive us? Hehe, just like Lao Mazi wants someone else to give him his wife!"

Zhenhua scratched his scalp: "It won't be so difficult, right? Senior Master, let's ask from door to door and discuss it with everyone." ”

There are three groups in East Bay, and there are only 20 households. The machine farming road that Zhenhua wants to repair is also a machine farming road of three groups, and it has nothing to do with other production groups.

So Zhenhua thinks that this is not very difficult. Isn't it just 20 households? Big deal, if you ask for it from door to door, can you still build a mechanized road?

The third master grinned evilly: "Huazi, if you have the power to restore the machine farming road, the third master will invite you to drink!"

"I'll try!" Zhenhua got up and said goodbye.

When he returned home, Zhenhua first discussed with his father to see what his father said.

Dad shook his head and said, "What kind of machine ploughing road to build? Twenty families, twenty thoughts, how can you get together? You can drive a tractor head to the ground in the third year of high school, can't you?

Zhenhua argued: "It will be one season, two quarters, a year or two years, but it is by no means a lifetime thing." Sooner or later, the machine farming road will have to be restored, and it is better to be one day late than one day earlier. ”

The old man glared: "How capable do you have to restore the machine farming road? Do you think you are the secretary of the brigade? I can teach you the book with peace of mind! I can use the tractor if it can be used, and if it can't be used, I will use the ploughing ox!"

Zhenhua sighed, feeling a little sad in his heart. It seems that it was said by the third master of the high school, and it is difficult to restore the machine farming road. My own father doesn't agree, let alone others?

However, Zhenhua still didn't give up, and went to discuss with Uncle Xiang next door.

Wang Xiang sat on the recliner like a bodhisattva, squinting at Zhenhua.

Zhenhua moved a small bench and sat opposite Wang Xiang, just like a good man and woman who came to pray to God and worship Buddha, looking up at Wang Xiang, the great Bodhisattva, pitifully.

Wang Xiang finally spoke, and said: "Okay, I support the road construction, I am a good talker, and I can circle as I go." However, Zhenhua, if you propose to build the road, you have to spit out the machine farming road that your father encroached upon. You should first take the lead and widen the lower ridge of your own rushing field, and then you can convince others, right? If your father swallows the roadbed back, and then let us go door to door to take out the fields to build the road, isn't this treating people as fools?"

In fact, Wang Xiang is mainly engaged in killing pigs and selling meat, and farming is just a side business. He did not object to the construction of the road, but he also refused to suffer a loss, and he must let the people who encroached on the roadbed return the roadbed first.

Zhenhua thought about it for a while, nodded and said: "What Uncle Xiang said makes sense, I will first restore the road to the ridge of my own Chongtian, and then come to discuss with everyone." ”

Wang Xiang waved his hand: "As long as you restore the machine farming road on the edge of your own field, I will definitely support you!"

Zhenhua nodded, turned around and went home, thinking about his next plan.

Dad must be against restoring the machine farming road on the edge of his own field, so Zhenhua plans to cut it first and then play.

However, there is no hurry to build the road, because the crops are still growing in the ground, and you must wait until the crops are harvested before you can act.

So Zhenhua was patient and waited for the lunch harvest to begin.

After more than ten days, the noon harvest work officially began.

Zhenhua has a tractor, and the speed of the field is very fast, which improves labor efficiency.

For example, in the wheat field, old cows were used to carry stones, and a wheat harvest took nearly a day, and it was divided into two days. Now with a tractor, two or three hours of business.

During the lunch harvest, Zhenhua took two days off and rushed back the rape wheat home.

Yilan has also been full moon for a long time at this time, and it does not delay farm work.

After the noon harvest was completed, Zhenhua drove the tractor into his own field, ploughed and ploughed out, turned over the soil from the edge of the field, piled it on the ridge, and sent back the "rivers and mountains" that my father had worked hard to gnaw down for so many years!

(The third update is coming.,There are monthly pass recommendation tickets.,Support it!)