Si Chen took the wheat back to the village drying field, shook up the cart, and unloaded the goods.

Whether it is an ox cart or a four-wheeled cart loading wheat, the wheat heads are facing inward when stacking, so that the wheat presses against each other layer by layer. This is an interaction of forces, clenching each other.

These days, stacking wheat in the bucket of a cart is a very learned craft.

Si Chen took the opportunity and ran home quickly and pushed the thresher over.

There are four iron wheels under the thresher, which is convenient for pushing.

Wan Hong followed behind, carrying a large bundle of snakeskin bags.

She still wanted to stay and help, so Mrs. Si said:

"No! Go back quickly and look at the dolls."

The village's grain drying field is used collectively and is very large, as big as a football field.

Next to it is the village collective's compound.

Every year during the busy farming season, people rush to harvest wheat, millet, sorghum, corn, etc., so they need to use the drying field.

Moreover, when the straw crops are recovered, they need to be spread on the ground, rolled and threshed.

These days, most people use cattle, horses, donkeys and other livestock to pull stone rollers, grinding and threshing the grains in circles.

The efficiency is very slow, the animals also poop, and you have to follow behind to clean them up from time to time.

If it cannot be cleaned once, it must be crushed and threshed twice.

There are also a few families who can afford tractors, or the village collective tractor grinds them for everyone, with a big stone roller hanging on the back of the front of the truck, which more than doubles the efficiency!

Even so, sometimes families can't even line up.

Therefore, everyone is busy all night long.

The grain drying ground in Sijia Village is right next to the village collective.

A wire will be pulled out from the village collective, a light bulb will be connected, and it will be placed on a tall wooden pole.

While Si Chen and the others were busy, the accountant who lived in the village collective compound quickly helped to connect the wires and turn on a 100-watt light bulb.

In an open place, without this wattage, it would not be able to light up at all.

Si Chen thanked him cheerfully and handed the cigarette to the person:

"Accountant Qian, thank you."

"Hey, why are you so polite!" Accountant Qian smiled delicately and asked:

"What kind of machine is that of yours?"

Not only him, but the villagers who were watching were also extremely curious!

We've already had dinner now, and it's time to go out and enjoy the cool air.

Some villagers who had just seen the harvester, and some who had just gathered around, formed a circle spontaneously, waiting to see!

"Threshing machine." Si Chen said, starting the threshing machine.

He held a handful of wheat and put it in.

Amid the roar of the diesel engine, the wheat stalks go through the straw pipes, and the wheat goes through the wheat pipes.

Mrs. Si had a snakeskin bag in her hand, and she was very happy to receive it at the wheat outlet.

The surrounding villagers were simply shocked!

Damn it!

There are also such magical weapons!

Not long after, Si Jianhua's wheat was also brought to the drying field, which was right next to Si Chen's house.

Also accompanying him were his wife Liu Chunhua and his second son Si Kui.

Si Xiaoxiao saw that Si Letian went to the hospital to accompany his sister-in-law. After dinner, he hurriedly rode his second brother's bicycle and went to the hospital to accompany Song Qianqian.

In fact, she was just avoiding farm work because she didn't want to face the life-threatening wheat harvest tomorrow!

Bent over, facing the scorching sun, cutting the wheat with one sickle after another, with your true face facing the loess and your back to the sky.

More than tired as a dog?

Just being roasted by the scorching sun will peel off a layer of skin.

Literally, a layer of skin peeled off, causing blisters on arms and neck.

It hurts like hell!

The most painful thing is when the blisters burst. It takes about five days for new skin to grow and an aging layer of cuticle to fall off.

It’s simply life-threatening!

Si Jianhua had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he quickly came over and took the snakeskin bag from Mrs. Si’s hand:

"Auntie, go back and rest quickly, I'm here!"

Mrs. Si chuckled, looking like she hadn't had enough fun:

"It's okay, we are catching wheat, who wouldn't like to see it?"

Not to mention, receiving the wheat one after another during the harvest season is an absolute cure!

These days, who doesn’t want a delicious white-flour steamed bun?

Fine grain, this is the fine grain that I have been working for my whole life!

Some of the villagers who were watching came forward and asked: "Si Chen, your thresher works once, how much do you charge?"

"Uncle Jianjun, this is charged on an hourly basis, 10 yuan an hour." Si Chen said in a loud voice for everyone to hear.

Si Jianjun smiled innocently, smoked a dry cigarette, and retreated.

Si Chen knew in his heart that it was not him who wanted to ask, but the people behind him.

Si Jianjun's family has five boys and three daughters-in-law, and they have ten acres of wheat, so they don't have to worry about harvesting it.

That night, all the wheat from the Si Chen family and the wheat from the Si Jianhua family were threshed!

Even the wheat straws were piled up!

Sijiacun is round and round this year, with two brand-new "mushrooms" - new wheat straw ridges.

The first one belongs to the Si Chen family, and the second one belongs to the Si Jianhua family.

That guy is extremely fast!

At 12 o'clock in the morning, Si Chen carried all the wheat, tractors, farm tools, etc. home.

The wheat in Sijia Village is not high-yielding. One acre of land produces about 600-700 kilograms of wheat.

There is no comparison with the kind of crops produced in later generations.

Si Chen's family's five acres of land this year were actually planted by Si Jianhua.

Wan Hong is not very good at post-management, after all, this is a man's job.

Therefore, Si Chen estimated that his family's wheat supply this year should only be three thousand kilograms, and no more.

Eat, it will definitely be enough.

This large family can eat freely and get two hundred kilograms of flour a month, which is four bags.

The flour extraction rate of wheat is 80%, and the rest is wheat bran.

Three thousand kilograms, approximately 2,400 kilograms of flour.

…

After only five hours of sleep, Si Chen got up, prepared the machine, and went out.

Wan Hong and Mrs. Si in the next room heard him say last night that they were going to Zhaojiayuan to harvest wheat.

Therefore, the two of them got up early and quickly prepared breakfast.

There are still five meat buns made for Yan Lixia yesterday, and they were all heated up for Si Chen to eat this morning.

For a tall guy like Si Chen, five fist-sized buns are enough to be considered full.

Before going out, Mrs. Si brought him a food basket——

Seven or eight boiled eggs, two steamed buns, a kettle of boiled water, some melons and fruits, instructions:

"I'll leave it to you. If you can't come back at noon, you can deal with it first, Ang?"

Zhaojiayuan is 20 kilometers away from Sijia Village, and the tractor's speed is only about 25-30 kilometers per hour.

It's impossible for Si Chen to come back for dinner, it's such a waste of time!

He said: "Okay, grandma, you can go back and take care of the child with peace of mind."

As the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law watched Si Chen rumble away, they couldn't help but feel happy and distressed at the same time:

"This kid has really changed his temper completely. Wow! Okay!"
To be continued...