Chapter 514 Brother Xiang Interrupts His Finger

Jiang Zihao didn't want to dry the rice! That was the work of Mrs. Cheng, General Song and some old, weak, sick and disabled people in wheelchairs.

People in this castle who are about the same age as him are stepping on the rice machine! If he is baling straw, he must first learn to cut the straw.

"Then I'll go cut rice." Jiang Zihao couldn't believe that he was no better than nine-year-old Chu Lixiang.

It was him who handed over to Dai Yuntao. They cooperated for a day yesterday, and now they are very handy.

Seeing that Jiang Zihao was disliked, they were helpless, because they didn't want to affect the speed, so they pretended not to see that they continued to hit the rice.

After a day of harvesting yesterday, Jiang Xinyan started to arrange people to plough the fields today, then arrange people to pick up the seedlings, and start planting in the afternoon.

There are also people who tie straw to pick straw heads, send them to pig farms by horse-drawn carts, and then use horse-drawn carts to bring pig manure out and spread the pig manure into the fields.

These people are the mobile crowd, and they have to participate in the rice cutting before dawn, because the people who step on the threshing machine are all tirelessly fast.

Their wife had previously ordered five people to cut rice and supply a threshing machine, which was fine for a morning, because everyone had excess to cut together before dawn.

In the afternoon, they couldn't keep up with the progress. The threshing machine was already limited and idle, so how could it be done, so they spontaneously went to help before dawn.

Those who step on the threshing machine need both courage and skill, and they must hold the threshing handle tightly. That is not a joke.

People who have been beaten by a threshing machine are still afraid when they think about it, especially when they sweat during threshing, and they don't have time to wipe their sweat.

When sweat drips into the eyes, I have to finish hitting the handle in my hand. I wipe the sweat when I throw away the straw. After hurriedly wiping the sweat, I take the handle that was handed over and hit again.

Relatively speaking, the double robbery in the castle is not that hard. After all, the tools are all new, and the personnel are young and strong, and the food is good, so it is not too hard.

This reminds the rural children headed by Zhou Daniu of their double robbing when they were young. That is really a sin!

At that time, people were poor, and there would be people to help them. The adults were busy with the farm work and the children handed over the handbags, and they also cooked, and the older girls cut the rice.

When it’s time to eat, I take time to go back and cook it and send it to the field to eat with the adults. Girls in good family conditions may not go to the field, but cooking is a must.

Some people ask someone to cook if they don't have the elderly or children, or they simply have a meal before dawn and come back for dinner after dark.

How can they not only be full of food, but also drink iced watermelon and mung bean soup!

Some very poor families have to borrow tools, and there are many tools that are not commonly used in farming, such as large tools such as plows and rakes, which not everyone can afford.

The threshing machine has never been seen before. They picked the rice and picked it home and slowly knocked it down with wooden sticks. There was no threshing machine that threw grain directly in the field.

Therefore, it is the hottest and the most tiring for double robbing every year, cutting the grain, holding the brood, bundling the head, picking the head, stacking the pile, and then slowly threshing the grain by hand.

There are no cattle for ploughing the fields, not even plows or harrows. Most of these have to be borrowed. Only a few wealthy families in a village have these.

Even the grain drying field has to queue up, because the grain drying field is shared by the people of a village, and the people with a large population will occupy a larger space, and the drying will be relatively quicker.

If there is a heavy rain during the double robbing, it will be even more busy. Hey, Zhou Daniu recalls the past, and his sadness is still vivid in his mind.

He stepped on the rice machine with a few feet, one word, cool, two words, really cool, "Hurry up with the hands of the boy, are the thousands of households waiting for you?"

The soldier who handed over the handle said suspiciously: "Boss, have you cleaned it up? Why is it so fast? I just handed it to you and then lost it?"

"You brat dare to question Lao Tzu? Go check it out. If there is some millet that has not been taken off, Lao Tzu ate it." Zhou Dani laughed angrily.

"Who is that, hurry up and hand over the handle, and the two of us will feed it to Zhou Qianhu alone." Xiao Bing did not dare to check.

"Haha... That's right, bring two people to hand over the handle to Lao Tzu." Zhou Daniu laughed, because he saw that there were two people beside Zhao Yu who were passing the handle to him.

Chu Lixiang said quietly: "Brother Zihao, it's not that we can't win the hand by handing over the handle. Look, those two people used to be centurions, and they handed it to one person at the same time."

"Hey! They moved too fast, but Xu Feng also grew up in the capital!" Jiang Zihao was full of confidence again.

Now he won't hurt his hands when cutting rice, and he thinks he will learn it too. These people were taught by his sister and brother-in-law to step on the rice machine!

"Brother Xiang, when it's time for lunch, let's go to the paddy machine earlier, we should be slower." Song Mingjiang said quietly.

When Jiang Zihao heard it, he was very excited. It just so happened that he also wanted to learn to step on the rice machine, but he didn't expect to learn it secretly, which Song Mingjiang said in his heart.

So as soon as the three of them came together, while everyone was resting, the three of them sneaked into the fields after they were full.

"Brother Zihao, give me the handle to make rice and try it." Chu Lixiang was eager to try.

"What are you going to pass, do you know it? You have to push the drum out for a few turns, and then step on it when the pedals are up." Jiang Zihao had memorized the order before.

He stepped forward confidently to teach Chu Lixiang and Song Mingjiang, "Hey, who of you will step on the rice machine with me?"

"I'll come, I'll come, did brother Zihao push the drum like this a few times?" Chu Lixiang stood in front of the paddle of the rice threshing machine.

He was just a little taller than the rice threshing machine, and he had a small handful of wort in his hand, ready to make a big fight.

"Oh! How come the drum is turned in the opposite direction? Ah! Help! My handle has been turned in."

Chu Lixiang closed his eyes and shouted desperately, but he was reluctant to let go, and even his people were dragged in.

"Brother Xiang, you don't want to die! Hurry up and let go and pick it up in the bucket." Jiang Zihao shouted anxiously.

"嘁!" Chu Lixiang let go with lingering fears, and a small handful of hemp fell into the big bucket of the rice threshing machine.

He sprinted to the big wooden barrel behind the rice threshing machine, and really saw a mess of wort there.

"Let's try again, I didn't see that the drum was turned reversed just now, and I only put the handle on it when it turned normally." Chu Lixiang said unconvincingly.

Jiang Zihao grabbed a handful of rice and was about to fight, but the rice and rice in his hand blocked his sight. As soon as he stepped on the pedal, he stepped on it.

"Ah~" The shrill scream resounded through the sky, Chu Lixiang's hand was on the rice threshing machine, and he broke a finger.

Seeing that Chu Lixiang's finger was cut off, Jiang Zihao was so frightened that he dropped the handle of He in his hand and cried, "Wow..."

Chu Lixiang and Song Mingjiang were so young that they were already scared to death, standing beside the rice threshing machine like a wooden stake...