Portable space

At two o'clock, the tractor came over and ran over it for the second time. Zhang Taiping immediately paid me the quick money for running over the ground, and stuffed two more packs of cigarettes.

The helpers began to pick up the flattened wheat stalks with a fork and shake them to shake off the wheat grains trapped inside.Put the straw into a pile, and then pick it up to the place where the straw was originally stacked by the old village head, and then build it up bit by bit. It doesn't matter whether the pile of wheat sticks is beautiful or not, the main thing is that it is not afraid of the wind and rain, otherwise it will be troublesome if the wind blows it down suddenly.

The sun is scorching hot in summer, but people who wear straw hats to pack food not only don’t hate this weather, but hope that the few days after home will be sunny and the solar energy will heat up again, which is conducive to wheat grinding.

The scene of many people working together made Mr. Li, who came to help together, feel like he had returned to the production team. He was a bit unfamiliar but not in the slightest, telling people that he had done this kind of thing before. .

Clean up the straw branches, and use wooden pushers to push the wheat grains and husks mixed together on the ground into a pile.Fan Ming led a few little girls over with a large bag of cold drinks, and distributed one to both adults and children on the field.This is also a custom. Every family has such a process when grinding wheat, which means to cool off the heat.

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

"Ice tiger?" Fan Ming was taken aback but didn't know what kind of ice cream the ice tiger was, and turned to look at Yaya.

Yaya came over and rummaged through the bag for a while, then took out an ice cream in a red package and handed it to the little doll. The name on it was "Big Red Eagle" and a picture of an eagle flying with wings was printed on it.Fan Ming wondered why this ice cream was called an ice tiger. When the little doll opened the bag by herself, she took a look. Inside was a torch-shaped ice cream, underneath was an egg roll, and on top was piled up frozen cream.

"Is this the ice tiger?" Fan Ming asked Yaya a little speechlessly.

"That's right, Ice Tiger is the best of all ice creams." Yaya said naturally.

"Then why is it called an ice tiger?" Fan Ming was quite eager to ask the bottom line.

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 even in the mouths of many children, "Ice Tiger" is synonymous with ice cream.But if we seriously investigate where this name came from, how many people can tell, as if he was originally called Ice Tiger.

"Anyway, it's called an ice tiger. If you don't believe me, ask my mother." Yaya said.Fan Ming didn't really ask Cai Yazhi this question.

Everyone sat under the tree next to the big field, eating ice cream while resting for 100 years, all with joyful expressions on their faces.This is the simplicity of the villagers. As long as there is a little return for their hard work, they will be happy and satisfied.

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

Wang Laoqiang raised his head and took a sip of beer and said, "Drinking cold beer on a hot day is so damn cool, and if you have money, you can buy a refrigerator."

Wang Peng answered from the side: "Hey, with a refrigerator, not only cold beer is refreshing, but also iced watermelon." Wang Peng and Zhuang Yu got married, and all the furniture was bought by Zhuang Yu when he was decorating the house. Of course there is a refrigerator.

The other group of elders next to them didn't hide their envious expressions. In the eyes of the villagers, they didn't eat soft food. At most, they sometimes looked down on the man who barged in the door. But Wang Peng really married the established girl to the village to be Daughter-in-law, you can only admire her.No matter what, as long as you can live a good life and have complete furniture at home, you are capable.

In the past, the villagers would not have dared to imagine high-end appliances like refrigerators, but after the success of Han Miaomiao and Wang Laoqiang, everyone has a vision of success, as if refrigerators and washing machines are not It seems so far away.To say that it used to be like the distance of the sky, but now it is the distance of the top of the mountain, and you can reach it after gritting your teeth and working hard. There is no such thing as unreachable, it just depends on whether you dare to try.

One person smiled and asked, "Wang Peng, who is in charge at home?"

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

"Isn't Qiang afraid of his wife?" Another voice asked with a strange smile.

Speaking of this "fear of my wife", Wang Peng's face turned red, and he argued loudly with his thick neck: "Who says I'm afraid of my wife?"

"Your daughter-in-law 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 broke out such a sentence, which made a large group of people laugh.It attracted a group of daughters-in-law sitting together not far away to look sideways, but the young and old laughed even more unscrupulously.

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

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "Have you ever had beer?"

Heizi licked his lips and said, "I drank secretly a few times."

Zhang Taiping said: "Okay, I'll give you a bottle, share it between the two of you." Zhang Taiping took a bottle and opened the cap and handed it to the two.

The two nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice, and after taking it, Heizi immediately picked it up and poured it away.The kid next to him hurriedly said: "Drink less and save some for me."

It took almost a third of the breath to stop before stopping, and the same after the other one took it.The two were really fierce, they drank a bottle of wine in minutes, then turned to look at Zhang Taiping and said: "Uncle handsome, have another bottle."

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

Although the beer has a low alcohol content, it depends on who is telling it to. No matter how low the alcohol alcohol content is, the two boys can't be underestimated. Coupled with the ferocious drinking method, they will become drunk and go crazy in no time.Punching this and punching that, no one cares about the drunken madness of the two little dolls, just laugh it off.

After resting, it seemed that it was getting late. 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 large fan, ready to raise the wheat.

Old man Qian raised it with a wooden shovel, identified the direction of the wind, and released the closed mountain with the wind, so as to obtain a bonus effect.If it is placed upside down, the fan will often blow the wheat husks out and the wind will blow them back again. Wouldn't it be a waste of effort.

When raising wheat, there was only a small place in front of the fan, and there were not many people standing, so not many people were needed, and most of them left, leaving only a dozen close people to help.

After turning on the switch, the strong wind from the big fan made people's clothes rattle.A sudden gust of wind blew off the hats of both of them.

Like Cai Yazhi, Xing Rushui wrapped a towel around her head, and was holding a broom in her hand to work under the fan. She looked like a village girl.It's not that Zhang Taiping couldn't see her intentions, but he felt that there was something missing between the two of them, so he just let things take their course and didn't express anything.

Raising wheat is a technical task. After raising the shovel, pull the shovel in the air so that the wheat after leaving the shovel forms an arc in the air. It should not be too high or too low. It should be slightly higher than the fan before falling. Only when the fan blows away the light wheat husks and finely crushed wheat stalks inside, only the high-quality wheat grains fall 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 other sundries were blown away and piled up into a hill a little far away.

When loading the wheat, Zhang Taiping did not mix it in, but a few women and a group of children were busy, and he was only responsible for the final handling.

Everyone else dispersed, leaving only the old village chief still drinking and chatting.Packing wheat in open pockets is the strong point of children. There are many people and strength. It didn't take long for the big pile of wheat to disappear, and there were more piles on the ground.

Cai Yazhi ran over and said happily, "There are 51 bags in total."

The old village head asked: "How many acres of land is this?"

"Five acres of land." Cai Yazhi replied.

"Tsk tsk, that's a big deal. Counting ten bags per mu of land, even if two bags are missing and eight bags are dried, it will weigh more than 800 catties. It's a bumper harvest. It's a bumper harvest." The village chief couldn't help being unhappy, everyone All the wheat grows in the same way, if Zhang Taiping's family's wheat can have such a harvest, then his own family and even the whole village can have such a harvest.

The village chief left after knowing the specific output of Zhang Taiping's family, and Zhang Taiping also began to transport 51 bags back.The one-hundred-jin bags were as light as nothing in his hands, and he picked them up one by one and put them in the rack cart.A car can carry up to six bags, and more cars will not be able to afford it.

After pulling the bags, it was already dark, so Zhang Taiping's family had harvested the wheat into the house, so they no longer had to worry about wind and rain.

Looking at the 51 bags piled up in the back room, all those who have worked hard have a sense of accomplishment and joy of harvest.Even Xing Rushui, who has always been filled with everything in his heart, showed traces of joy on his face.

Zhang Taiping asked Cai Yazhi to call and tell Lu Feng the news of the bumper harvest in the city. At that time, there would be at least eight bags of wheat for the two of them. The two of them would be five bags of wheat at most in a year. Eight bags are indeed is good news.

This kind of good news should be shared with everyone.At two o'clock, the tractor came over and ran over it for the second time. Zhang Taiping immediately paid me the quick money for running over the ground, and stuffed two more packs of cigarettes.

The helpers began to pick up the flattened wheat stalks with a fork and shake them to shake off the wheat grains trapped inside.Put the straw into a pile, and then pick it up to the place where the straw was originally stacked by the old village head, and then build it up bit by bit. It doesn't matter whether the pile of wheat sticks is beautiful or not, the main thing is that it is not afraid of the wind and rain, otherwise it will be troublesome if the wind blows it down suddenly.

The sun is scorching hot in summer, but people who wear straw hats to pack food not only don’t hate this weather, but hope that the few days after home will be sunny and the solar energy will heat up again, which is conducive to wheat grinding.

The scene of many people working together made Mr. Li, who came to help together, feel like he had returned to the production team. He was a bit unfamiliar but not in the slightest, telling people that he had done this kind of thing before. .

Clean up the straw branches, and use wooden pushers to push the wheat grains and husks mixed together on the ground into a pile.Fan Ming led a few little girls over with a large bag of cold drinks, and distributed one to both adults and children on the field.This is also a custom. Every family has such a process when grinding wheat, which means to cool off the heat.

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

"Ice tiger?" Fan Ming was taken aback but didn't know what kind of ice cream the ice tiger was, and turned to look at Yaya.

Yaya came over and rummaged through the bag for a while, then took out an ice cream in a red package and handed it to the little doll. The name on it was "Big Red Eagle" and a picture of an eagle flying with wings was printed on it.Fan Ming wondered why this ice cream was called an ice tiger. When the little doll opened the bag by herself, she took a look. Inside was a torch-shaped ice cream, underneath was an egg roll, and on top was piled up frozen cream.

"Is this the ice tiger?" Fan Ming asked Yaya a little speechlessly.

"That's right, Ice Tiger is the best of all ice creams." Yaya said naturally.

"Then why is it called an ice tiger?" Fan Ming was quite eager to ask the bottom line.

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 even in the mouths of many children, "Ice Tiger" is synonymous with ice cream.But if we seriously investigate where this name came from, how many people can tell, as if he was originally called Ice Tiger.

"Anyway, it's called an ice tiger. If you don't believe me, ask my mother." Yaya said.Fan Ming didn't really ask Cai Yazhi this question.

Everyone sat under the tree next to the big field, eating ice cream while resting for 100 years, all with joyful expressions on their faces.This is the simplicity of the villagers. As long as there is a little return for their hard work, they will be happy and satisfied.

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

Wang Laoqiang raised his head and took a sip of beer and said, "Drinking cold beer on a hot day is so damn cool, and if you have money, you can buy a refrigerator."

Wang Peng answered from the side: "Hey, with a refrigerator, not only cold beer is refreshing, but also iced watermelon." Wang Peng and Zhuang Yu got married, and all the furniture was bought by Zhuang Yu when he was decorating the house. Of course there is a refrigerator.

The other group of elders next to them didn't hide their envious expressions. In the eyes of the villagers, they didn't eat soft food. At most, they sometimes looked down on the man who barged in the door. But Wang Peng really married the established girl to the village to be Daughter-in-law, you can only admire her.No matter what, as long as you can live a good life and have complete furniture at home, you are capable.

In the past, the villagers would not have dared to imagine high-end appliances like refrigerators, but after the success of Han Miaomiao and Wang Laoqiang, everyone has a vision of success, as if refrigerators and washing machines are not It seems so far away.To say that it used to be like the distance of the sky, but now it is the distance of the top of the mountain, and you can reach it after gritting your teeth and working hard. There is no such thing as unreachable, it just depends on whether you dare to try.

One person smiled and asked, "Wang Peng, who is in charge at home?"

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

"Isn't Qiang afraid of his wife?" Another voice asked with a strange smile.

Speaking of this "fear of my wife", Wang Peng's face turned red, and he argued loudly with his thick neck: "Who says I'm afraid of my wife?"

"Your daughter-in-law 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 broke out such a sentence, which made a large group of people laugh.It attracted a group of daughters-in-law sitting together not far away to look sideways, but the young and old laughed even more unscrupulously.

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

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "Have you ever had beer?"

Heizi licked his lips and said, "I drank secretly a few times."

Zhang Taiping said: "Okay, I'll give you a bottle, share it between the two of you." Zhang Taiping took a bottle and opened the cap and handed it to the two.

The two nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice, and after taking it, Heizi immediately picked it up and poured it away.The kid next to him hurriedly said: "Drink less and save some for me."

It took almost a third of the breath to stop before stopping, and the same after the other one took it.The two were really fierce, they drank a bottle of wine in minutes, then turned to look at Zhang Taiping and said: "Uncle handsome, have another bottle."

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

Although the beer has a low alcohol content, it depends on who is telling it to. No matter how low the alcohol alcohol content is, the two boys can't be underestimated. Coupled with the ferocious drinking method, they will become drunk and go crazy in no time.Punching this and punching that, no one cares about the drunken madness of the two little dolls, just laugh it off.

After resting, it seemed that it was getting late. 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 large fan, ready to raise the wheat.

Old man Qian raised it with a wooden shovel, identified the direction of the wind, and released the closed mountain with the wind, so as to obtain a bonus effect.If it is placed upside down, the fan will often blow the wheat husks out and the wind will blow them back again. Wouldn't it be a waste of effort.

When raising wheat, there was only a small place in front of the fan, and there were not many people standing, so not many people were needed, and most of them left, leaving only a dozen close people to help.

After turning on the switch, the strong wind from the big fan made people's clothes rattle.A sudden gust of wind blew off the hats of both of them.

Like Cai Yazhi, Xing Rushui wrapped a towel around her head, and was holding a broom in her hand to work under the fan. She looked like a village girl.It's not that Zhang Taiping couldn't see her intentions, but he felt that there was something missing between the two of them, so he just let things take their course and didn't express anything.

Raising wheat is a technical task. After raising the shovel, pull the shovel in the air so that the wheat after leaving the shovel forms an arc in the air. It should not be too high or too low. It should be slightly higher than the fan before falling. Only when the fan blows away the light wheat husks and finely crushed wheat stalks inside, only the high-quality wheat grains fall 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 other sundries were blown away and piled up into a hill a little far away.

When loading the wheat, Zhang Taiping did not mix it in, but a few women and a group of children were busy, and he was only responsible for the final handling.

Everyone else dispersed, leaving only the old village chief still drinking and chatting.Packing wheat in open pockets is the strong point of children. There are many people and strength. It didn't take long for the big pile of wheat to disappear, and there were more piles on the ground.

Cai Yazhi ran over and said happily, "There are 51 bags in total."

The old village head asked: "How many acres of land is this?"

"Five acres of land." Cai Yazhi replied.

"Tsk tsk, that's a big deal. Counting ten bags per mu of land, even if two bags are missing and eight bags are dried, it will weigh more than 800 catties. It's a bumper harvest. It's a bumper harvest." The village chief couldn't help being unhappy, everyone All the wheat grows in the same way, if Zhang Taiping's family's wheat can have such a harvest, then his own family and even the whole village can have such a harvest.

The village chief left after knowing the specific output of Zhang Taiping's family, and Zhang Taiping also began to transport 51 bags back.The one-hundred-jin bags were as light as nothing in his hands, and he picked them up one by one and put them in the rack cart.A car can carry up to six bags, and more cars will not be able to afford it.

After pulling the bags, it was already dark, so Zhang Taiping's family had harvested the wheat into the house, so they no longer had to worry about wind and rain.

Looking at the 51 bags piled up in the back room, all those who have worked hard have a sense of accomplishment and joy of harvest.Even Xing Rushui, who has always been filled with everything in his heart, showed traces of joy on his face.

Zhang Taiping asked Cai Yazhi to call and tell Lu Feng the news of the bumper harvest in the city. At that time, there would be at least eight bags of wheat for the two of them. The two of them would be five bags of wheat at most in a year. Eight bags are indeed is good news.

This kind of good news should be shared with everyone.