The He Family Brother of Farming

He Eryecheng carried the threshing machine out, then lit a few torches and stuck them in the crevices of the stones on the steps. It was useless to light oil lamps in the yard, and they couldn't light them when there was wind.

The two of them had already listened to the explanations and demonstrations given by their sons before, and now they are able to operate it by themselves.

Step on the pedal quickly, grab a handful of rice and put it on the bamboo slices, and the fast rotating bamboo slices will slice the rice down.

He Er himself was also quite nervous, his muscles tensed unconsciously, and after he tried it, sweat dripped down his face.But no one pays attention to him now, the village chief and old man He are standing beside him, all staring at the rice bed, afraid of missing something in the blink of an eye.

When He Er finished hitting the handful of rice in his hand, the village chief stretched out his hand to signal him to stop first, He Er moved his foot away, and was about to put the straw in his hand aside, but someone took it and turned his head. , it was his father, he let go of it without saying anything and let him take it to see.

The bamboo pieces in the rice bed were still turning, so the village head came over to check the situation of the rice straw with Old Man He.

"...This is really clean." The village head was full of surprise.

Old man He nodded in agreement, the cloudiness in his eyes disappeared, and they seemed to be surprisingly bright.

Ye Chenghe Er over there was also very excited. Although he knew this thing was good, he couldn't help being surprised when he actually saw it.

The big hand patted the shoulder of the eldest son, with a smirk on his face - good job!

He Tian Yelin looked at each other, and couldn't help but put a smile on his face, with a little pride.

After the village chief, old man He, finished watching the straw, he bent down and touched a handful of rice from the rice bed to take a closer look.

The grains of rice are very neat, only a few broken and broken skins, which is really good, although there are some dead leaves, but this situation is inevitable.

The two old people were full of surprise and excitement, but after all, they were older and experienced a lot, so they didn't show it so clearly on their faces.

The village head put the rice back, clapped his hands and scanned around, and then fixed his gaze on He Eryecheng.

"Is this what you came up with?"

"Huh? Ah, yes."

"Yeah, we're not thinking about convenience, so we're just trying to figure it out."

Ye Cheng smiled, put He Er's shoulders and said a little ashamedly: "Village chief, you know that I'm only good at farming, hehe~ It's better if I go to the mountains, I'm really not good at farming." ,At once……"

Pointing to the threshing machine, he rubbed his hands together and smiled awkwardly.

The village head glared at him, "You're still embarrassed to laugh, if it wasn't for Ren Linzi, would he have taken a fancy to you, would you be able to live a good life like you are now? If you don't know how to learn, you can still hunt for the rest of your life. It’s better to have land, in the future Linzi and the others will have something to rely on when they grow up.”

"Hey, village chief, you are right, I will definitely learn."

Seeing how sincere he was speaking, the village chief stopped holding onto him and changed the topic again.

"It's good that you can come up with this, it's a great benefit to us farmers, but—"

The village chief glanced over again, and He Tianyelin's body subconsciously tensed up with his deep eyes, and He He also secretly shrank behind the two of them, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

It's just a threshing machine, don't you need to be so serious!

"This has to be reported to the Yamen. I know that the threshing machine you made is a good thing, but if it is not done well, it may cause disaster."

Everyone: "..."

"Based on this, there are so many villages in Dashan Town. If each family helps one, you can make a lot of money and live a better life. But in our small place, we have no power or power. How can we keep this?"

Ye Chenghe's two families: "..."

The village chief looked at the two families and sighed, "It's not me, the village chief, who threatens you. You must know that our Dashan Town is not peaceful. Since ancient times, which of the officials did not fight for power and profit? In the end, they suffered Aren't we the poor people?"

"Village Chief, we know the severity, so we can do whatever you say."

"Yes, we listen to you."

"If someone finds it, just say that I, an old man, did it. If there is any trouble, you can't find it on your head."

The old man He, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said something, which immediately made the others stunned.

He Er shouted softly in a daze: "Father..."

But after he finished speaking, the old man He just smoked a hookah, lowered his eyes and didn't look at anyone.

The village chief took a look at Old Man He and didn't say anything against him. He just went on and said, "We'll talk about this later. Please don't say anything about it now. I'll go to the town tomorrow to have a look, and I'll let people tell the people in the village. Don’t let them talk about it outside, we’ll talk about everything when I come back.”

Looking around, seeing that they were all a little scared, the village chief waved his hands quickly and said: "Don't be nervous, what should you do? When the rice is harvested, it should be harvested as soon as possible. Don't really cover it up. This threshing machine is very useful, maybe the village will rely on it this year, hurry up, there are so many people waiting to use it in the village."

Hearing this, everyone relaxed a little now, they were no longer tense, and smiles appeared on their faces again.

"It's getting late, I should go back and rest, and I have to hurry tomorrow, so don't make it too late, let's rest earlier, Sancheng, let's go back first?"

The old man nodded silently.

"Give us a torch, don't send it away, you are busy with your work."

A few people were blocked before sending the word out, so they had to say, "The village chief, father (uncle), please go slowly."

He Er hurriedly handed over a torch.

The village head held a torch in front, and old man He followed silently back.

……

Because the threshing machine was making a lot of noise, and it was night now, they were afraid of disturbing others, so they hadn't been threshing for long, and everyone was very tired after bending over to cut the rice for the whole day, so Ye Cheng also took The family went home to rest.

The next day, instead of cutting the rice, they gathered together again to thresh the millet. Just as the village chief said, the harvested ones must be threshed and dried quickly before they can be stored, otherwise they will really be destroyed if they are piled up like this. It's broken.

Raw rice is piled up, and it is easy to get hot, germinate and become moldy. If this is the case, then the work of these few months will be wasted.

But in this way, the space for drying things became tense, and the yards of the two families were only so big.

The chickens at home were locked up again. He He asked Ye Lin to make a few shelves, cut some bamboo, and made a lot of sieves for drying sweet potatoes. It would save money to put two or three sieves on each shelf There is a lot of space left.

But looking at my house is full of things now, the table in the main room can hardly fit. Now every time I eat, they are placed in the yard. It’s okay if it doesn’t rain, but if it rains, it will be really difficult up.

He He felt that their family needed to build a new house, otherwise it would be too narrow.

It's a pity that there is no money. The couple with more than 100 taels finally decided not to move. They will talk about what the sweet potato did. At that time, they will pay off the debt first, so others will stop talking nonsense.

Otherwise, if they took out the money all of a sudden and paid back the family, and they were repairing the house, then there would probably be troubles again. The affairs of their family are enough to be talked about, and it has only been quiet for a long time now, so let's keep a low profile.

In this regard, He He agrees with 12 points.

It's a pity that now that a threshing machine has been produced, they can't keep a low profile.

……

In the next few days, the village chief went to the town to do what he was busy with. They didn’t know for the time being, and so did the villagers. Everyone was busy cutting rice, threshing millet, and scrambling for time to dry the millet, but no one went outside for a while. .

It was Ye Cheng and his family that were bustling, because He Er's house was relatively narrow and had a lot of things, so the threshing machine was moved to Ye's house, and the villagers who came here crowded there. It was rare for Ye Cheng's house to be so lively .

But Ye Lin felt that the noise made him a headache, so he hid out. Anyway, there is a father at home, and Uncle He, and he and He Tian have completely told their father how to make the threshing machine. There is no need for their children, so it is better to come out and purify.

In autumn, it becomes a bit cooler in the morning and evening, but the sun is still shining during the day, just in time to dry the millet.

He Tian was turning millet in the yard so that it would dry evenly and dry faster.He He fiddled with those sieves, checked the sweet potatoes to see if there were any pieces that were going to be broken, or those that were already good, the two brothers did their own things, and didn't say much.

Compared with the Ye family, this place is really much cleaner.

Ye Lin was holding his toolbox, followed by Ye Sen who was carrying a small cloth bag, and the two brothers walked in one after the other.

"Your house is much quieter."

Hearing this, He Tian stopped the movement of the palladium millet, supported the wooden pole with both hands, and asked them with a smile: "There are still many people today?"

This wooden palladium was also imitated by He He based on the weapon of a certain second senior brother in the previous life, but the palladium body is just a wooden board, so the palladium millet is not bad.

Ye Sen sighed exaggeratedly like a little adult, came over a few steps and sat on the steps, propping his chin with his hands, with a depressed expression on his face, "Brother Tian, ​​you don't know, someone came here before dawn, making a lot of noise I can't even sleep."

"That's because you don't need to get up early to practice boxing and sleep in late. It's better to wake up."

Ye Sen pouted, and muffled his defense: "Brother Tian, ​​I didn't sleep in late. If you don't believe me, ask my brother."

He He ignored the two unnutritious conversations, but asked Ye Lin: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I ate it. Dried sweet potatoes should be enough, right?"

"It's almost there. When the rice is harvested, it can be sent to Shopkeeper Liu."

"Oh, if you don't have enough sweet potatoes, you can collect some from others first."

"It's okay, I guess Uncle and the others will send it over soon." He He didn't worry about this, and put down the sweet potato chips in his hand, and they were almost ready to dry.

After my uncle went back, he really came back within two days. He just said that he agreed to what they said, but he had to wait until the rice was harvested. He didn’t have time to come and learn, or the people on his side I taught in the past, so I just sent sweet potatoes first.

He He stood on tiptoe to take down the top sieve. He forgot to take care of his height when he made the shelf. The top one, I forgot about chatting with people today.

Seeing him shaking on his toes, Ye Lin hurried over to help him take down the sieve, and He He stared at that relaxed look again, although it was a bit inexplicable, but recently he was often stared at like this, so he got used to it.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​making a threshing machine?" The glaring He He was a little discouraged, and asked casually while taking the sieve and sitting down.

Don't think too much about height, anyway, he is still young now, who knows in the future.

Ye Lin sat next to him, helping to check the pieces, and replied: "If you want to do it, you can do it. I think what you said should be very good. If it can be done, then we will be able to thresh the millet faster, so we just do it." I tried to do it, but it was quite laborious.”

Hearing this, He He couldn't help but glanced at him, shocked in his heart, but said casually, "I think what I say is good? Then if I think or say nonsense, you will take it seriously?"

Uh, why is this a bit weird?

Ye Lin didn't answer immediately, but just looked at him quietly with a pair of dark eyes, which made He He suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, and was about to ask something out loud, when a figure suddenly jumped up beside him.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Tell me too."

Ye Sen rushed over, and immediately disappeared the unknown atmosphere, and Ye Lin also turned his attention to his younger brother.

This made He He secretly heave a sigh of relief. Although he was a little bit taken aback, it was still much better than the previous atmosphere where he couldn't say anything.