Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

The ship docked.

"Siwei, Siwei, come together, why is your family an exception?"

Yang Chuanwu happened to be passing by, and when he saw Gu Siwei standing on the boat with no intention of getting off, he greeted him: "I know you don't care, but as a member of the village, you must participate if you are qualified. Everyone is welcome." Same!"

When Gu Siwei heard this, he knew that Yang Chuanwu had remembered it wrong, so he smiled and said, "I'm still one year younger!"

"Is it one year old?"

Yang Chuanwu scratched his head and asked Gu Siwei, "When is your birthday?"

"I'm on the seventh day of November, so I'm early," Gu Siwei replied.

After hearing this, Yang Chuanwu suddenly realized: "That's really not the time! Well, you don't have to participate. I thought you were too old to participate. This time, everyone who is old must participate. I have special reasons for not coming. Your family members can also participate on your behalf. Everyone draws lots based on their abilities. If you get the lucky draw, you will be lucky. If you don’t get the lucky draw, don’t blame others. It’s fair to everyone!”

When Gu Siwei heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. He could guess what the effect would be if this matter spread in the village. It is estimated that the family threshold of Yang Chuanwu's family would be broken down by the end of the day.

"Have you been busy this day?" Gu Siwei asked.

Yang Chuanwu let out a long sigh: "Who says it's not the case? You don't know that people have been coming to my house since breakfast. I drank half a tank just for drinking water. I didn't even eat well at lunch. You think I can do this here?" Who should be allowed to go, and who should not be allowed to go? Which part of the palm and back of the hand is not meat? Just draw lots, the most clean and tidy thing! Go to the special mother."

Yang Chuanwu swore directly, which showed how irritable he was at the end of the day because of this incident.

There is no suitable person in Yang Chuanwu's family. His son is still young and his grandson is not there yet, but he has a nephew who is qualified. It is a pity that he dares to show favoritism in such a matter with so many eyes staring at him.

"By the way, are you going back?"

Gu Siwei said: "Well, go back immediately and wait for Brother Chuanjin and the others to help carry the rice bed and rice rollers and take them back."

The harvest of rice is not complete. There is still threshing, and then drying, and finally it is truly a harvest. If it is outside, you have to pay the public grain and so on, but the villages in the mountains and fields like Shimo Village are exempted from paying. Public food.

The rice bed Gu Siwei mentioned is a kind of threshing machine. It is manual and has a long history. No one can tell how long it has been used. It has a very simple structure, which is a row of wooden sticks fixed on an arc-shaped shelf. , throw the rice up, and use this force to knock the rice particles off the rice.

The basics are the same as flails and so on.

There are several ways to remove rice grains. Rice beds and flails are two of them. In addition to these two, there are rollers. Many people may have seen this. Stone rollers are just the method. Gu Siwei is useless. The roller is too heavy to carry around the house.

Of course, it's okay to do it, but Gu Siwei is afraid of explaining to others, and for no other reason than he just finds it troublesome.

There is also a threshing machine. This thing is not electric. It is a human-powered machine. The structure is quite simple. It mainly consists of a large roller with triangular sharp hooks bent out of iron bars. In the sharp punch, in this case, a hook formation like a mace is formed on the wooden roller.

There is a machine connected to a big roller, and you step on the big roller to start spinning. At this time, the end of the rice with ears is attached to the big roller, so that the iron hook hits the ears of rice. Using this, The rice grains were knocked off the stalks by planting force.

This time Gu Siwei only uses two types of rice beds at home, one is a rice bed, and the other is a human thresher.

Both of these things belong to the village and belong to public property. Gu Siwei can only borrow them. He really wants to do it, but he has never had this concept. Regarding farming, he counts it as one thing and one thing that he doesn’t need. He didn't even know what to do.

That's it for this year. After a while, Gu Siwei is going to buy the necessary things.

This is all a thing for another day. The most important thing now is to recycle the rice into the warehouse.

"Then you wait here, I'll go see them and see how they've done with the lot. Oh, by the way, Siwei, why don't you come with me? Isn't your handwriting good? I want to write a word, but it seems a bit unsightly to make a circle at this time."

Hearing what Yang Chuanwu said, Gu Siwei felt that this person was really interesting. He used to draw circles. Why did he think that drawing circles was not good-looking after he came here?

Gu Siwei didn't say anything more, stood up and got off the boat and followed Yang Chuanwu towards the cowshed in the village.

There is a drying area in front of the bullpen, and all important matters are usually decided here.

Gu Siwei and Yang Chuanwu arrived at the bullpen and found that there were already many people sitting on the drying ground with benches. The men were smoking cigarettes and chatting about the mountains. The women also gathered together, talking about the shortcomings of their parents, and talking about their hands at the same time. Made by hand.

Usually they are used to make shoe soles, or to sew or mend for family members.

"Siwei, are you coming to participate too?"

When an aunt saw Gu Siwei following Yang Chuanwu, she thought he was also here to run for the election.

"I'm not here to choose workers, I'm here to help write the lots," Gu Siwei replied with a smile.

Hearing what Gu Siwei said, the aunt immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This expression was not concealed, and she directly said: That's good, that's good!

"Look at what you said!"

The aunt and mother-in-law were a little unhappy after hearing this. After saying something about her daughter-in-law, she said to Gu Siwei: "Siwei, don't worry, Sumei didn't mean that."

"It's okay, I have no interest in being a worker," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Yang Chuanwu couldn't stand listening anymore and shouted to everyone: "Put your thoughts on Siwei. If he wanted to be a worker, he would have already become one. People at the factory have mentioned it several times. It's just Siwei." Nod, you will be a technician immediately, but you will not work in the fourth dimension!"

Gu Siwei smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew that Yang Chuanwu was trying to make him look good, so it was hard to say anything.

Upon hearing this, everyone started talking again, but it was obvious that something was wrong with the way they looked at Gu Siwei. They probably felt in their hearts that Gu Siwei was a stupid guy who didn't want to be a worker. It is the first time in decades of life that I have to be a farmer.

"Write what?"

In order to divert his attention, Gu Siwei asked Yang Chuanwu.

Yang Chuanwu said: "Go inside and talk."

"Chuanwu, don't go inside, just outside. Write it clearly outside in front of the big guys."

Seeing that his son was about to take Gu Siwei to the cowshed, Yang Xingjia immediately stopped him and explained the matter clearly to his son.

Yang Chuanwu slapped his head: "Hey! Look, I was originally planning to do this, but at the end I got confused."

Yang Chuanwu immediately understood what his father meant: since he wanted to be fair, just and open, he would just fight it to the end.

So Yang Chuanwu shouted into the yard.

"Bring the table out!"

Not long after he finished speaking, Gu Siwei saw two young men from the Yang family coming out carrying a broken Eight Immortals table.

The Eight Immortals Table is old and dingy, and the paint on the table has peeled off. As for its appearance, it is just an ordinary Eight Immortals Table with four legs, no carvings or lettering, so naturally there is nothing much to say about it.

There is a badou on the table, and the badou is covered with a red cloth.

Looking at this posture, everyone including Gu Siwei understood: when drawing lots, the red cloth covers the bucket, and when the time comes, the person can just put his hand in and grab a paper dumpling and come out.

"Has the paper been cut yet?"

Yang Chuanwu asked.

"Uncle, it's ready!"

"Show it to the folks!"

One of the two young men held a stack of paper and showed it to the villagers below.

Yang Chuanwu started talking at this time: "In the past, people said that drawing a circle was easy to fake. They said that we hid the circle that we threw into the bucket, and when we were waiting to catch it, we would pull it out from our sleeves and treat it as a catch. Arrived...".

Gu Siwei was a little confused when he heard it, and he didn't realize how it was done for a while. However, after listening, he realized that it was an ordinary method of stealing one's own advantages and replacing others.

Yang Chuanwu continued: "It's easy today. When we are going to arrest him later, we will ask the Siwei brothers to write on the spot. Just writing is not enough. We have to have a fellow villager ask the Siwei brothers to draw another mark. This way, not only will there be words, but also There were marks drawn on the spot, so even if someone wanted to fake it, they wouldn't have time.

First, the Siwei brothers are standing here, not going anywhere. There are not many people in our village who can write, and there are none who can write well, so this method is the safest.

It’s all like this. Whoever gets caught and who doesn’t get caught depends on their destiny. Don’t complain and don’t say it’s unfair...”

Yang Chuanwu talked about this for five minutes.

Gu Siwei was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself: No wonder he can be a captain. Yang Chuanwu's speech is quite good. Although he is uneducated, the order of things is still very clear.

"Who, call the big guys out, at least one person from each family! Let's start when everyone is here! Damn it, I haven't eaten yet..." Yang Chuanwu said.

When the young man sitting below heard this, he immediately took off his feet and went to call for help.

Normally, no one would come over within half an hour, and the earliest meeting would have to be an hour later, but it was different today, the Master would yell here and swish over there.

In less than ten minutes, the entire drying area was full, whether there were suitable candidates in the family or those who had no one in the family who were qualified.

If the conditions are good enough, Baba wants to be a part of it, but if the conditions are not enough, then he can move a small bench over to watch the fun. In short, it is rare for so many people to come to the sunbathing area.

They even brought a baby sucking milk, you think these people are all here!

Oh, I guess the only difference is Sicui.

"Are everyone here? Call your name when they are!"

After saying that, Yang Chuanwu didn't want to take the roster and started shouting from the east end to the west end, one by one.

Thanks to his good memory, no one was missed, and everyone ordered them in turn.

"Oh, I forgot, the last family is Gu Siwei's family! If there are any, it will officially start."

Yang Chuanwu announced the start of the drawing of lots.