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Chapter 230: It seems like no one can drive a tractor!

The moonlight was like water, and a walking tractor was parked quietly next to the vast plains of salt-alkali land, but there was no trace of a human being. Old Cao was so anxious that he was furious, where was this man?
Was it eaten by a wolf in the mountains, or fell into the river and drowned?

He hurriedly ran to the tractor bed and took a look, and almost burst out of anger!
Lao Cui was lying in the carriage, wrapped in a cotton coat and sleeping soundly!
This whole afternoon, he didn't even rake a single ridge!
"Hey, hey, hey, it's time to wake up!" Zhang Ziyi looked angry, rolled up his sleeves and was about to give them a big dick, but Lao Cao pulled him to the back, bared his teeth and showed a smiling face, and under Lao Cui's long face Tiao Tiao slapped his face twice, "Hey, hey, hey, brother, wake up, don't freeze when it gets dark!"

"Emma is already here!" Lao Cui pretended to yawn, "I squinted in thought for a while, but I squinted too much. I'll go back first!"

"Come on, we've already prepared some food at home. Let's go home and make up for it."

Lao Cao was afraid that he would run away and there would be no one to work with, so he hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay. Lao Cui said, "Goodbye. You guys are a notoriously poor team. What's there to eat? I'll go back to our farm cafeteria to eat." That’s enough for two!”

After saying that, he jumped off the walking tractor, grabbed the crank handle and shook it twice. Unexpectedly, the tractor could not start because the engine oil had been frozen by the low temperature, or there was something wrong with it!

"Isn't this nonsense!" Lao Cui secretly rejoiced, yes!

When you were beating me with the clay, why didn't you think that I would be used today?

I won’t do it for you!

Let you miss the farming season and have no harvest this year!

I bother!

"There's something wrong with the damn car!" Lao Cui dropped the handle, raised his leg and kicked him twice, cursing, "Captain Cao, you can figure it out, I'm busy getting back!"

"Then..." Lao Cao still wanted to force him to stay here. If this old boy ran away, who would drive the tractor and do the work in the fields?

Sun Jianping stood behind him, tugged on his sleeves, and winked. Lao Cao was in a state of confusion and vaguely replied, "Don't worry, I'll make arrangements for you."

"Hurry up, what time is it, I still have to go home!" Lao Cui was quite impatient. Lao Cao looked at the tractor and then at Lao Cui who looked impatient. He was also in trouble for a moment!

"I'll drive you off!" Seeing that Lao Cao didn't understand what he meant, Sun Jianping stood up and waved to him. Unexpectedly, Lao Cui was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, "No need for you, you kid is so cunning. I'm afraid you'll put me in the ditch and beat you up!"

What he said was so cowardly that everyone laughed. Zhang Ziyi glared, "How about we two have a nice chat?"

"No, I can't talk to you!" Lao Cui stepped back and hid behind the tractor, "Captain Cao, can you please hurry up? Our farm canteen will be closed if we wait a little longer!"

"I'll drive him off!" Wang Liansheng stood up and murmured to Lao Cao. When Lao Cao saw that he was determined to leave, he sighed, "Okay, you go back first and come early tomorrow."

"I know, hurry up. Where is the car?"

Zhang Ziyi looked angry and really wanted to give him a slap in the face!

Everyone watched eagerly as Wang Liansheng drove the big white horse to send Lao Cui back to the farm, and then turned to look at this iron guy parked by the salt-alkali land. They were instantly troubled!
No one knows how to play with this thing!
"There is a saying that goes well. If you die butcher Zhang, you may not be able to eat pigs with hair on them. I don't believe that he, Lao Cui, is the only one in the world who can handle this?"

Sun Jianping walked to the front of the walking tractor, put back the pin he had secretly taken off, and smiled at Lao Cao.

"If you can play with this thing, we really can't beg him in such a humble manner!" Lao Cao muttered, leaning against the side of the car, smoking a sullen cigarette.

"Then we don't have to beg him and can do the job!" Sun Jianping took out a tractor driving pamphlet and flipped through two pages under the moonlight. "I will go back to study at night and try tomorrow. If I can figure this out …”

"It's all up to you now!" Zhang Ziyi looked towards the direction of the carriage and spat fiercely, "None of these Korean sticks are good!" "Okay, okay, hurry up and get back, we have to get up early to farm tomorrow. Woolen cloth!"

Lao Cao took another look at the walking tractor and said, "Why do you fix this thing? Just leave it here?"

"It's a big piece of iron. Who can move it? Leave it here!" Xu Jinshan said this for the rare time. He felt quite secretly happy about the situation in front of him. He always said that Sun Jianping could do it, but no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to manipulate this big iron piece. Come on!
I'll send a telegram to my in-laws as soon as possible, asking him to give King Kong his full quota to work as a tractor driver in the commune, and then drive a big tractor...

Doraemon!
"Let's go, uncle, don't worry you won't lose it!" Sun Jianping picked up the handle, held it in his hand, and followed Lao Cao home.

When he went to bed at night, Lao Cao still sighed and looked at Sun Jianping, who was turning the pages of a book under the oil lamp and studying seriously, and involuntarily reached for the radio.

Listen to this stuff...

So addictive!
"How do you feel about Jianping? Can you understand?"

"What do you mean by this thing? It's not difficult for those who know it, but it's not difficult for those who don't. As long as you understand the working principle and start driving it twice, it's basically the same." Sun Jianping pointed to the drawings in the book, "Uncle Cao, look , it’s just a single-cylinder engine and a steering device, nothing difficult.”

"When you say that, I still feel a little confident. I think this old Cui basically can't be counted on, and he has to rely on you!"

"Just keep your heart in your stomach and listen to the radio at what time it is!"

"Come on, come on, listen for a while!"

"I'll listen too!"

After sleeping for a while, Xiao Xingwen got into Sun Jianping's bed and smiled.

Sun Jianping hugged the little guy and lay on the warm and comfortable bed. The old cat meowed and came over, lying on the pillow with his little paws on his chin, listening to the radio with his owners.

The moonlight shines in, illuminating this warm scene, peaceful and beautiful.

Early the next morning, Sun Jianping got up, first went to feed the horses and donkeys, and then went straight to the saline-alkali land. First, he checked the walking tractor.

Boom boom!
He held the crank handle and started the tractor. Black smoke billowed out, and the big iron lump roared angrily, causing the entire small mountain village to wake up.

"Can you do it?" Zhang Ziyi, wearing a coat, dragged his eldest son Zhang Fucai to the saline-alkali land. He watched Sun Jianping sitting on the walking tractor and licking it. Suddenly he kicked the accelerator and jumped out. The tractor was like a drunkard. He rushed towards them and scared the two of them to death!

Sun Jianping firmly held the handle, corrected the direction of the tractor, ran forward along the repaired road, and then turned back. The two men were stunned!

This thing...

It’s not difficult!

"Haha, how can it be so difficult!" Sun Jianping stopped the tractor, unloaded the truck, called for Lao Zhang and Fu Cai to come over and help install the rake, then looked at the vast expanse of salt-alkali land in front of him, frowned, and asked Lao Zhang to go Open the gate at the mouth of the river, and also open the gate leading to the large puddle below on the other side to filter salt and press alkali.

"Uncle Zhang, have you seen what color the water is now?" Sun Jianping stood on the embankment, looking at the white saline water gurgling into the big pit, "If the water is cleaned up, it will be enough to buy a big cow! "

"Really or not?" Zhang Ziyi said he didn't believe it. As long as he could remember, nothing but Suaeda had grown on this saline-alkali land. He still wanted to buy cows based on the white "soup" made from these?

(End of this chapter)