At two o'clock, the tractor came over and ran over the second time, and Zhang Taiping immediately paid me the money for the mill and stuffed two packs of cigarettes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ、qΒ5

The helpers began to pick up the flattened straw with their forks and shake it off, shaking off the wheat grains that were wrapped inside. Put the wheat straw into a pile, and then pick up the place where the wheat stack was originally stacked on the side of the field, and build it up little by little by the old village chief, this is a technical job, not a lot of strength can be competent, it doesn't matter if the outside of the pile of wheat branches is beautiful or not, the main thing is not afraid of wind and rain, otherwise it will suddenly blow down but it is also a troublesome thing.

The sun is hot in the summer, but the people who wear straw hats to pack the grain not only do not hate this weather, but hope that the sun will be hot on sunny days for a few days at home, which is conducive to wheat milling.

Like this scene of many people working together, Li Lao, who came to help together, had a feeling that he had returned to the production team, a little rusty, but not the slightest action, telling people that he had never done this kind of thing before.

The wheat straw branches are cleaned up, and the wheat grains and husks that are mixed together on the field are pushed into a pile with wooden clippers. Fan Ming led a few little girls to come over with a large bag of cold drinks and send one to both adults and children on the field. It is also a custom that every family has such a process when grinding wheat, which means to let people cool off.

"Sister, change me to an ice tiger." A little doll said to Fan Ming, who was handing out ice cream.

"Ice Tiger?" Fan Ming was stunned for a moment, but she didn't know what kind of ice cream the ice tiger was, and turned her head to look at Yaya.

Yaya probed and rummaged in the bag for a while, took out a red wrapped ice cream and handed it to the little doll, the name on it was "Big Red Eagle" and printed with an eagle pattern spreading its wings and flying. Fan Ming wondered why this ice cream was called an ice tiger, and when the little doll opened the bag, she looked at it, and inside was a torch-shaped ice cream, with an egg roll underneath and a pile of frozen cream on top.

"This is the Ice Tiger?" Fan Ming asked Yaya a little speechlessly.

"yes, Ice Tiger is the best ice cream of all." Yaya said as a matter of course.

"Then why is it called an ice tiger?" Fan Ming was quite a little energetic to break the casserole and ask to the end.

Yaya can't answer this question, because this ice cream is called Ice Tiger in Guanzhong, and it is very famous and loved by children, so that "Ice Tiger" in the mouth of many children is synonymous with ice cream. But if you seriously investigate where the name came from, how many people can say it, as if he were originally called the Ice Tiger.

"Anyway, it's called the Ice Tiger, I don't believe you ask my mother to go." Yaya said. Fan Ming didn't really ask Cai Yazhi this question.

Everyone sat under the tree next to the main field, eating ice cream for a hundred years, and their faces were full of joy. This is the simple villager, who is happy and satisfied as long as there is a little reward for the labor.

Zhang Taiping brought over a few bundles of cold beer, and a group of old and young masters under the tree were all shirtless, each holding a bottle of cold beer in their hands.

Wang Laogun raised his head and poured a sip of beer and said: "It's so cool to drink cold beer on a hot day, and if you have money, you can buy a refrigerator." ”

Wang Peng answered next to him: "Hehe, having a refrigerator is not only refreshing with cold beer, but also refreshing with cold watermelon." "Wang Peng and Zhuang Yu got married, and all the furniture was purchased when Zhuang Yu was decorating the house, and of course there was a refrigerator in it.

The other big men next to him did not hide their envious expressions, in the eyes of the villagers, there was no such thing as eating soft rice, at most they sometimes looked down on the man who was inserted in the door, but Wang Peng really married the established girl to the village as a daughter-in-law, and only admired it. No matter what, as long as you can live a good life and have complete furniture at home, you have the ability.

In the past, the villagers would not dare to imagine such high-end household appliances as refrigerators, but after the success of Han Miaomiao and Wang Laogun, everyone has a vision of success, as if refrigerators and washing machines are not so far away. If you want to say that it used to be like the distance of the sky, then now it is the distance of the mountain, grit your teeth and work hard, there is no distance, just see if you dare to try.

A person asked with a smile: "Wang Peng, who has the final say at home?" ”

"I'll do whatever Sister Zhuang says." Wang Peng said indifferently.

"Isn't that strong afraid of his wife?" The other also asked with a strange smile.

Speaking of this "afraid of wife", Wang Peng's face turned a little red, and he bent his neck and defended loudly: "Who said I was afraid of my wife?" ”

"It's your daughter-in-law who has the final say in your family, isn't this afraid of your wife?"

"She has the final say during the day, and I have the final say at night!" Wang Peng directly burst out with such a sentence, which caused a large group of people to laugh. attracted a group of daughters-in-law sitting together not far away, but the old and young masters laughed even more unscrupulously.

"Uncle Handsome, how about a bottle of beer for us?" When the adults were laughing, Heizi and another kid whose name Zhang Taiping couldn't name came over to him and whispered.

Zhang Taiping smiled and said, "Have you ever drunk beer?" ”

Kuroko licked his lips and said, "I secretly drank it a few times." ”

Zhang Taiping said: "Okay, I'll give you a bottle, and the two of you will divide it." Zhang Taiping took a bottle, pried open the cap and handed it to the two of them.

The two chicks nodded their heads like pecks of rice, and after taking it, the sunspot picked it up directly and poured it away. The kid next to him hurriedly said, "Drink less and leave some for me." ”

It took almost a third of the way to stop in one breath, and the same was true after the other one. The two of them were really fierce, and they drank a bottle of wine in minutes, and then turned to look at Zhang Taiping and said, "Uncle Handsome, another bottle." ”

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said, "One bottle is enough, don't think about the second bottle." The two of them had no choice but to give up.

Although the degree of beer is small, it also depends on who it is said to, no matter how small the degree of beer is, it is not something that the two boys can underestimate, coupled with the ferocious way of drinking, it will not take long for him to get drunk and go crazy. hit this punch and poked that punch, and no one cared about the drunken madness of the two little dolls, so it was over with a laugh.

After resting, it was not too early to see the time, and under the reminder of the village chief, Zhang Taiping took a few people to the warehouse where the public equipment was stored in the village and brought out a big fan, ready to raise wheat.

Old man Qian raised it with a wooden shovel, identified the direction of the wind, and released the mountain with the wind, so that he could get the effect of the bonus. If it is reversed, the fan will often blow the wheat husk out and the wind will blow it back, which will be a waste of effort.

When the wheat was raised, there was only a little place in front of the fan, and there were not a few people standing, so there were not many people who needed it, and most of them left, leaving only a dozen people close to him to help.

After turning on the switch, the strong wind of the big fan blew people's clothes hunting. Suddenly the wind blew both of the individual's hats away.

Xing Rushui is also like Cai Yazhi, with a towel wrapped around her head, holding a broom in her hand and ready to work under the fan, living off the image of a village girl. Zhang Taiping didn't see her intentions, but he felt that something was missing between the two, so he kept going with the flow and didn't say anything.

Lifting wheat is a technical job, after raising up, the wooden shovel should be pulled in the air to make the wheat after leaving the wooden shovel become an arc in the air, not too high nor too low, to be slightly higher than the fan when it falls down to be blown away by the fan The light wheat husk and fine wheat stalks in it can be blown away, leaving only the wheat grains in the mass in front of the fan, so that the wheat grains and wheat husks are separated.

Two hours later, there was only a pile of wheat grains left in front of the fan, and all the other debris was blown away and piled up into a hill a little farther away.

Zhang Taiping did not mix the wheat in it, but several women and a group of children were busy with the work, and he was only responsible for the final transportation.

The others dispersed, leaving only the old village chief still chatting while drinking. Pockets of wheat are the strong point of children, and the strength of many people is great, and it didn't take long for the boss to disappear with a pile of wheat, and there were more piers on the ground.

Cai Yazhi ran over and said with a happy face: "A total of fifty-one bags." ”

The old village chief asked, "How many acres of land is this?" ”

"Five acres of land." Cai Yazhi replied.

"Tut, that's amazing, counting down ten bags per acre of land, even if two bags are less than eight bags after drying, there are more than 800 catties, a bumper harvest, this is a bumper harvest." I can't help but be unhappy with the village chief, everyone's wheat grows the same, Zhang Taiping's wheat can have this harvest, then his own family and even the whole village will have such a harvest.

The village chief left after learning the specific output of Zhang Taiping's family, and Zhang Taiping also began to ship fifty-one bags back. The hundred-pound bag was as light as nothing in his hand, and he lifted it one by one and put it in the rack car. A maximum of six bags can be pulled in one car, and any more cars will not be able to afford it.

After pulling the bag, it was already dark, and Zhang Taiping's family collected the wheat into the house, and there was no longer any need to be afraid of wind and rain.

Looking at the fifty-one bags piled up in the back room, the people who have been busy all have a sense of accomplishment and joy in their hearts. Even Xingrushui, who has always been full of everything, has traces of joy on his face.

Zhang Taiping asked Cai Yazhi to call and tell Lu Feng in the city the news of the harvest, and at that time, there would be at least eight bags of wheat for the two of them, and the maximum number of bags of wheat for the two of them was five bags a year, and eight bags was indeed good news.

This is the good news that should be shared.

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