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The so-called windmill in the mouth of the second uncle is Wang Pan's name here, that is, a farm tool made of wood, there is a big wooden bucket on it, and there is a switch below the wooden bucket to control the speed of the grain downstream.

If you want to separate the impurities, you can use the wind power provided by the fan blades connected to the shaft to complete, only the person can shake the fan blades to separate some of the lighter impurities in the millet, and those that are not full of millet will also be separated, in fact, this is like a blower by shaking the wind to blow the lighter things away, so that they can be separated.

Wang Pan's windmill has been around for some years, this is still left by Wang Pan's grandfather, and now it is owned by Wang Pan's family and the second uncle's family.

Wang Pan has not used it for several years, and after a while Wang Pan and his second uncle lifted it out, Wang Pan looked up and down, the windmill is still relatively new, and it can be seen that the usual maintenance is not bad.

"Xiao Pan, now your second aunt hasn't come back yet, I can't be busy alone, or you come over and help me, you can shake the windmill handle there, this doesn't require much strength, by the way, take a look at the millet at the exit, and when it's almost full, call me to load it, I'm going to put them in my pocket and put them in the warehouse." Don't flow to the ground anymore" When Wang Ming came out, Wang Er and they followed behind and took out a foot basin, which has a diameter of one meter and two, which is not small, if you fill a basin at a time, it should also be able to hold a bag.

"Hehe, it should be, I haven't used this for several years, and I'm really a little nostalgic, Wang Er. You go and help the second brother sweep my family's grain to a pile, and then you will use a windmill to give it again. ”

Even if Wang Ming didn't speak, Wang Pan would help, the second uncle had helped Wang Pan take care of the grain for so long in the past two days. If this will not help, it will be like words, so Wang Pan did not take care of his own millet anymore, although the current day is slowly changing, but it will not rain for a while, and he has time.

So the second uncle was responsible for pouring the dried grain into the bucket of the windmill, and Wang Pan came to shake the windmill. Controlling the wind speed, he slowly passed the grain. In the end, Wang Yi and they swept the grain of Wang Pan's house to a pile and came to help, Wang Er and their two little guys took the pocket Wang Yi was responsible for pouring out the grain, and then carried it to the second uncle's house and put it away, anyway, his strength is also big, this pocket is at most more than 100 catties, Wang Yi can pick it up with one hand, so he will not be tired.

Originally, Lele's little girl also wanted to come over to play. But was stopped by Wang Pan, what a joke, her thin skin and tender meat. If he comes, he won't have to be tickled all over his body when he goes back at night. Wang Er, they are all used to this, there will be such a thing every year, as long as they wash it afterwards, there will be no problem.

So Wang Pan had no choice but to let Lin Lei and the others hold Lele, who wanted to come over and join in the fun, and let them all watch from a distance. Du Peng hasn't gone back today, he said that he wants to give himself a few days off, and he wants to play for a few days, Wang Pan also let him go, anyway, they can't eat much in a day, and he won't go out of his way to do anything for him. Just let them play here. Originally, Du Peng was unwilling to watch from the side, but when he came over, he felt that the hand that grabbed the grain was itchy after a while, and finally took a piece of soap and washed it several times to get better, which also made him reluctant to come over again.

Originally, I wanted to come over and join in the excitement of a few girls, but now I was scared. They didn't dare to come here, they really couldn't figure out why this sun-dried millet looked like this. They are all delicate and expensive, where can they stand this, so they can only point to the side, but they dare not get close.

Finally, with the cooperation of Wang Pan and several of them, the second uncle's millet was passed by a windmill half an hour later, and there was no problem at all to take it out and sell it. So Wang Pan and the others began to live their own grain again.

Wang Pan They began to collect the millet of the second uncle's family at five o'clock, and in this summer, it will not get dark until after seven o'clock, so it is not dark at this time, but after five o'clock, it begins to change the sky, and the sun can not be seen, but the sky is still very bright.

Wang Pan and they were busy until it was dark, and finally got all their own house, Wang Pan was not going to put them all into the warehouse, he was going to put these grains in the granary on the other side of the orchard, and when there were fewer insects in winter, they could be used to feed the chickens, of course, it was not today, it was dark, so Wang Pan put them all in a bag and put them in the house.

It's just that Wang Pan and their millet have not used chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and the quality is very good, but it's a pity that Wang Pan and they don't usually eat early rice, and in general, they can only sell it. Those rice factories don't care whether it's early rice or late rice, as long as they can make money, early rice can also be sold as late rice, and people in the city can tell how many of them.

It's just that the only one who comes to Wang Pan to harvest millet is the rice factory in the town, and they don't know what green food is, so they won't give a high price, and they will only give the same price as other villagers. That's why Wang Pan felt sorry for their family's food.

After Wang Pan and the others got all the millet into the house, they also felt itchy and very uncomfortable, but Wang Pan didn't scratch them with their hands, because the grain was ash, but the more they scratched it, the more itchy it became, and they could only wash it with soap a few times.

So several people all went to the river, and they all arrived at the place where Wang Pan was paved with stone slabs, the water in this place is not deep, it is just in a recess on the riverside, there is no danger, and now the body is so itchy, they did not go to the hot springs, or use the river water to wash comfortably.

The next day, there was a thunderstorm, which saddened many people in the village, seeing that the millet was ripe, but now the weather is really strange, if it rains for a few days, it will be troublesome, and I don't know how many grains will be spoiled at that time. But there is no way to do it when it rains now, they can only hope that the rain will stop sooner.

Their luck was good, the rain didn't rain for long, it stopped at night, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but it rained heavily during the day, and Wang Pan and theirs were still there glad that their grain was finished. Today, they learned through guò TV that many places in the city have been affected, even the river in front of Wang Pan and their door has risen a lot, and the river has become turbid, but fortunately, Wang Pan's bank in this section is still relatively wide, and the river water has only flooded a small part of the field, and most of the grain has not been flooded. Because the paddy fields that are easily flooded have not been planted for several years due to the loss of labor in the village, the loss of the village is not large.

As long as it doesn't rain, it'll be fine. Wang Pan's field where they released water a few days ago has accumulated water again on this day, but the second uncle went over this morning to build a little height in those fields, and then used a net to block the exit for you, so that some water can be retained for planting late rice, and the excess water can also flow away from there, and the remaining fish in the field will not run away.

In the evening, Wang Pan and the second uncle sat together, and Wang Pan asked worriedly: "Second uncle, do you build the water outlets of those fields high, don't let the fields fall by then." ”

"Don't worry, second uncle, I am experienced, how can I not know this, I am not prepared to leave much water in the field, as long as the time can be planted, otherwise, when the time comes, we will have to bring water from other places, how troublesome, fortunately, our grain has been harvested, I don't know how the loss in the village is, I see a lot of people in the field today, they see that all the fields have been dug through, for fear that the grain in the field will be flooded." I've asked several fields to change the water outlets today, otherwise, it's no wonder that our fields haven't been washed away by them, and there are still fish in our fields, so we can't drain all the water like they did. ”

"It doesn't matter if our harvested field arrives, there are not a few fish in the field, and it doesn't matter much if it runs away, I'm just worried about what happened to the rented more than 30 acres of land, the millet in the field was planted late, and it will take about a month to mature, so it's okay this time."

"How can there be anything, we have considered this problem when we were renting, as long as the water does not rise again, there is no problem at all, although the fields we rented are also by the river, but of course we chose a higher place, today I went to see, it's fine." The second uncle smiled when he said this, when he rented the field, he proposed to rent that field, because every year, the water rises in June and July, and they are all used to it, so everyone knows which fields in the village are easy to be flooded.

"It's good, but we can't relax, although we haven't rained here, but you see, a lot of the river water is pouring in, which means that the rain is still falling in other places, so it's still dangerous."

"Well, yes, there is also your harvester this year, otherwise, I don't know how much grain will rot in the field."

"Hey, it's a pity, we've only finished harvesting it in our own homes, and how many people in the village have been affected." Wang Pan said depressedly.

"There's no way around that, who knew that the rain would come so quickly at this time"

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