Chapter 1829 Lao Yu was injured
"Master, Uncle Zhuang."
Yang Xiaotao came down and pointed at the thresher, "This is the thresher, which can be used to thresh wheat."< br>
Mr. Yang and others immediately gathered around, touching here and there from time to time, with curiosity on their faces.
It is hard for them to believe that such a machine can defeat a hundred or ten people?
Taking advantage of this moment, Yang Xiaotao asked people to move the things brought back from the truck body back, and then began to prepare for work.
Under the guidance of Yang Xiaotao, the thresher was soon carried to the center of the threshing floor, and then the tractor was in place. Yang Xiaotao fixed the belt and looked at the fuel and water tanks. When everything was in place, Yang Xiaotao stood up In front of the thresher.
Not far away, the villagers were ready. Yang Dazhuang stood opposite Yang Xiaotao. Mr. Yang led people to collect the wheat straw, and the remaining people performed their duties.
“It’s time to start, it’s time to start.”
Yang Shitou shouted, shaking the tractor away with his arms, and then the thresher started.
There was a buzzing sound, and Yang Xiaotao immediately put the wheat into the machine, followed by the sound of tearing.
After a while, yellow wheat grains flowed out of the grain outlet below. The middle-aged woman holding the dustpan reached out and plucked at the wheat, feeling the temperature of the wheat, and then picked up a grain and threw it into her mouth. , biting it open, feeling the hardness of the wheat kernels, laughing and talking to the people around.
People around her couldn't hear what she said, but they could tell by looking at the expression on her face that she was very happy.
When the dustpan is full, the woman picks it up, and the person behind her immediately picks it up. The woman carries the dustpan with the wheat to the threshing floor to dry, and then pours the wheat onto the ground.
A group of old people spread out their tools. Before the women could leave, the people behind them immediately ran over and knocked down the dustpan.
The woman was stunned, looked at the busy flow of people, and hurried to the back to queue.
For a time, the people around were overwhelmed, and the scene was even more uproar.
In the middle of the afternoon, there was no sound of machines on the threshing floor of Yangjiacun.
But there are people everywhere.
Someone put the dried wheat into bags, ready to be handed over to the grain station.
Some people are still piling wheat, which needs to be cooled overnight, and then can be packed when it is completely cool.
More people are still resting aside.
For most of the day, everyone was chasing after me.
Especially the women carrying dustpans to transport wheat were so tired that they could not stand upright.
In the end, if the men in the village hadn't stepped forward to help and took turns, no one would have cooked the meal tonight.
Yang Xiaotao was inspecting the threshing machine at this time and oiling the machine.
At the end of the day, the machine keeps running, and wear and tear is inevitable.
Yang Dazhuang and others looked on with stars in their eyes.
“This thing is really powerful.”
“It’s only been so long and I’ve done so much, so fast.”
Yang Dazhuang sighed with emotion. Uncle Jiu next to him was recording the accounts. After hearing this, he went to the machine and knocked on it, "Isn't that right? If we do the rest ourselves, it will take at least a week to pack the bags."
“Uncle Jiu, calculate how many pounds it is. "
Someone asked, Uncle Jiu stuffed the notebook into his waist, and then glanced at the person, "It's so fast, do you think you have time to get up?"
People around you? I was a little disappointed after hearing this, and wanted to know how many pounds it weighed.
But Uncle Jiu touched his beard and said, "I'll touch it, at least it's 20,000 pounds."
"Really?"
"It's almost the same."
The people around him immediately cheered. In the past, if we could harvest so much food, it would be faster in a week. But if the weather is bad, Have to drag it back.
Everyone looked at the thresher with shock.
This is the truth. It’s hard not to accept it.
"This machine just drinks oil too fast."
Yang Shitou said on the side, and the people around him nodded again.
Their farm has a share of diesel, and every time the farming is busy, some oil will be specially approved.
But at the end of the day, the oil was used up much faster than before.
"Just use it. Let's finish it early so we can plant corn earlier."
"That's right. Planting now is half a month earlier than usual. This year we can plant more crops and harvest more."
Everyone became excited again when they talked about the work in the fields. .
The more you sow, the more you will reap.
Usually, due to the season, many things will be missed.
“By the way, I heard you said there is also a machine for beating corn?”
Speaking of growing corn, Mr. Yang asked from the side, and everyone's attention was attracted again.
“Yes, but now the factory is busy making threshers, and we haven’t started making this kind of machine yet.”
“We expect to start working around August, and we can catch up with the autumn corn by then. "The harvest."
Hearing what Yang Xiaotao said, everyone immediately became happy.
Harvesting corn every year is hard work, and peeling corn is even more tiring work.
Previously, a machine factory had made a hand-operated threshing machine, which was much better than a purely manual one.
But now that they have seen the benefits of the corn thresher, everyone has a lot more expectations for the corn thresher.
After cleaning up the thresher, Yang Xiaotao explained to Yang Shitou and others how to maintain it and how to deal with the jamming problem, and then walked home.
As for the threshing machine, it will stay in Yangjiazhuang and will go to Gaojiazhuang tomorrow to help. It will also be used by surrounding villages in the future.
This can be considered a benefit that Yang Xiaotao has won for the village.
As for the follow-up matters, it is not Yang Xiaotao's business.
Night begins to cover, and the stars above our heads emerge.
People who have been busy for a day start to go home and enjoy the relaxation after labor.
When he got home, Ran Qiuye was preparing dinner.
In the yard, Miao Miao led her younger brothers and sisters to play eagle and catch chickens. No matter how the Dragon Boat Festival ran, Miao Miao would protect her two sisters behind her.
Quite like an old hen.
The Wangcai family sat at the door. The sultry heat of the evening made them have no desire to move. They all stuck out their tongues. When they saw Yang Xiaotao, they just lowered their heads and whined twice.
After washing his face in the yard, Yang Xiaotao walked into the house. Ran Qiuye had already put the food on the table.
"I heard that the work was done in one day? The aunts and uncles in the village all praised it."
Ran Qiuye placed his chopsticks, and Yang Xiaotao sat aside, "Well, there aren't many in the village to begin with. , this speed is much slower than the previous days.”
"That's very fast. It was not easy to thresh wheat in the past."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, and then asked, "Where is the master?" "The master has gone to school. The old principal has been coughing recently and is taking care of himself at home. He lives in the school. "
"Well, I will deliver food to him later."
Yang Xiaotao shouted outside, and the four children went to the house. came running.
"By the way, where is Sister Cuiping? Isn't she coming?"
Ran Qiuye sat aside, "I went back in the afternoon, saying that Lao Yu is back."
"Lao Yu is back. , will you tell her?"
"I don't know, the call was made to the village, and Sister Cuiping went back after receiving it."
Yang Xiaotao frowned slightly, Lao Yu had no job. Little things.
Forty-Nine City, Sixth Hospital.
In the corridor, under the dim light, the doctors and nurses looked hurriedly.
After switching to plum blossom disinfectant, there is no longer the smell of ammonia, which greatly changes the perception of people who come to the hospital.
Of course, it’s better not to come this year.
No one wants to be sick.
However, there is never a shortage of patients in the hospital.
In the ward, Cuiping looked at Yu Zecheng who was leaning on the bedside, his eyes were red, and he almost spilled the chicken soup in his hand.
At this moment, Yu Zecheng's complexion was sallow and he looked like he had lost too much blood.
On his right shoulder, there was a large bandage, and there were faint traces of blood.
Cuiping held the bowl and fed the chicken soup to his mouth bit by bit.
Feeling his wife's unprecedented tenderness, Yu Zecheng felt uneasy.
"It's okay, isn't this good."
"Except for being a little anemic and leaving a scar, nothing will happen."
"Wait for a few days , you can go down.”
Yu Zecheng comforted Cuiping, but his voice was not as energetic as before, but a little tired.
"What are you doing down here? Can you cook or work?"
Yu Zecheng's tone paused, and he smiled with squinted eyes, "I can come down for a walk, and I'll hang out with you then."< br>
“Let’s go, whatever you want, stay at home with peace of mind, and come out when it’s settled.”
< br>"Stay with me, I want you to accompany me, do you have time to accompany me?"
Cuiping put the spoon accurately into Yu Ze's mouth, blocked the next words, and then muttered "Last time, I said I wanted to find a sister for Shitou. Think about it for yourself, how long have you been saying this?"
"Duanwu now has two sisters. If we don't hurry up, we might get another sister."
Cuiping put the spoon in the bowl and made a tinkling sound. Yu Zecheng was even more speechless. Talked.
I just feel a little pain in my back when I'm lying down, but it's definitely not lower back pain.
Having a baby, both of them are in their forties, is a bit reluctant.
Especially for a woman of this age, giving birth is so dangerous.
Yu Zecheng wanted to persuade her to give up this idea.
Thinking about how his wife looks like a wolf and a tiger, someone like him, who has been through the dragon's pit and the tiger's den, is a little unable to resist.
As for Yang Xiaotao, he still doesn’t understand how abnormal that guy’s body is?
Even if you are looking for someone to compare with, you have to find someone reliable.
Compared with this pervert, is he going to live?
Yu Zecheng felt that it was necessary for the veteran to change the formula of the medicinal wine, and at least mention its efficacy.
Let him hold on for a while.
“When did it happen?”
Cuiping also knew that it was a little off topic at this time, so he asked.
“This, half a month ago.”
"Then you were lying in the hospital? You were only willing to let me know today, right."
There was some resentment as he spoke.
"Yu Zecheng, you are becoming more and more capable."
Cuiping said calmly, but there was sadness, fear and fear in his words.
“Well, I was injured at the time and I didn’t even know where I was.”
Yu Zecheng lowered his head and said.
For people like them, who have been walking on the edge of danger all year round, injuries are commonplace, and they may even wonder if one day, he will die suddenly.
If so, what will happen to his family?
Will Cuiping be sad?
After so many years as husband and wife, they have gone through ups and downs, but I have not yet been with her until she grows old.
And Xiao Shitou, I haven’t seen him grow up, get married and have children.
And those brothers, comrades, and friends
He would think, what will he think when he really leaves?
Just like this time, if Xiao Liu hadn't pushed him, the bullet that suddenly came out in the dark would have hit his heart instead of his shoulder.
After this happened, he realized that when that moment came, in addition to pain, it still hurt.
It hurts so much that I don’t think about anything.
It hurts so much that I either die or don’t know anything.
And when all this passed, he lay on the bed and opened his eyes, looked at the sun, turned his head, and looked at the sheets
He realized that it was good to be alive.
"When I woke up later, I was in the hospital. I thought, I have to feel better before I can scare you. Otherwise, what should I do if I can't scare you anymore."
"If you don't feel better now, I'll be back right away."
Yu Zecheng continued, Cuiping turned around and snorted coldly, lowered his head and wiped his eyes.
It took a long time for Cuiping to calm down. She knew that maybe for the sake of her family, if she persuaded him to give up this job now, Yu Zecheng would have a high chance of agreeing.
But she understands her man. For him, this is not just a job, but a career and a belief.
“It’s best not to tell me anything. If you die, I’ll take the stone and remarry, so I won’t have to worry.”
Yu Zecheng felt relieved after hearing this. Sure enough, this was a familiar taste.
The mouth of the knife is the heart of tofu.
And he is the loach that got into the tofu and provoked this soft and waxy heart.
"Wait two days and then go back after leaving the hospital. The smell of this hospital is too strong, the air is full of disinfectant water, and the smell is uncomfortable."
"Okay, I don't want to either. Lying here.”