Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 253 The Thresher is Back
Overnight, the rumor that Xu Qinghuan had an illegitimate child was dispelled.

The news that the educated youth Xu Manman was a rich and beautiful woman spread like wildfire. It was even said that the educated youth Xu Manman had a courtyard house in Yancheng. Once the news got out, everyone looked at her differently.

The envy mixed with jealousy, and the disgust but also the involuntary flattering expression made Xu Manman feel happy all over.

Encouraged by Hu Hai, Dong Youfu seemed to have forgotten that Xu Manman had been caught cheating with Jiang Zhiqing before, and he began to pursue Xu Manman fiercely.

"Think about it. If you married Xu Manman, the educated youth, you and Brother Ye would be brothers-in-law. What did Brother Ye take to go to Yancheng? A plane. Have you ever seen a plane?"

Dong Youfu felt so happy that he felt as if he would be able to spend the next moment in his wedding night with Xu Manman.

Four days later, when Jiang Xingye brought back the spare parts for the thresher from the county, several huge packages were also brought back. The Jiang family celebrated like it was Chinese New Year, with everyone receiving gifts, clothes, shoes, and specialties from Yancheng that Dong Youfu had never heard of. This excited Dong Youfu so much that he wanted to spend his wedding night with Xu Manman right there and then.

Everyone in the production team came to watch the fun. While looking at the thresher, they also looked at the gifts that Xu Qinghuan and Jiang Xingye brought to the Jiang family.

Each of the children was given a set of clothes. Tian Jinhua was given a gauze scarf, Jiang Xingmei was given a red and white polka dotted blouse, and Zhou Guizhi was also given a top. Jiang Baohua and his two sons each received a piece of cloth to make clothes.

At that time, Xu Qinghuan had a lot of cloth coupons collected from the Jiang family. Since they were local tickets from Yancheng, she simply spent them.

When the eight delicacies of Yancheng, the four cakes of fortune, wealth, longevity and happiness, Taishi cake, pepper and salt cake, jujube flower cake and sachima were brought out, the onlookers were all stunned.

Of course, Zhou Guizhi was not so generous. She just carried the child into the room and locked him in the cabinet.

Xu Qinghuan bought a set of clothes for each of the two old people. The old man got a Zhongshan suit and the old lady got a Lenin suit. The two old people said that they were spending money indiscriminately, but their hands were shaking when they got the clothes, and they were so happy that they were incoherent.

There is no old person who doesn't like the filial piety of his children and grandchildren.

The Huo family prepared quite a few gifts, including a set of clothes for each of the elders and three large pieces of cloth, each about seven or eight feet long, enough to make a piece of clothing for an adult man.

The rest are various foods.

These days, only food and clothing are rare items. The gift from the Huo family is quite expensive, but everyone knows that it is for the two elders of the Jiang family. Zhou Guizhi directly brought the bundle over and placed it in front of the old people.

"What are you bringing it for? Your father and I don't need these for anything. You and Xiaowu can each have half." The old lady waved her hand to indicate that she didn't want any.

"Huanhuan and Xiaowu bought so much for us, why do we still need you? These pieces of cloth look good to me. After the autumn harvest, I'll ask Meizi to make a few sets of clothes for you and dad so you can wear them when you go out."

In the past, the old man and the old lady did not go out every day and could only stay in bed, so they did not care much. Now they can stroll around the village in the morning and evening, and they always have two sets of decent clothes.

"We have enough. Huanhuan also bought some for us. Let's make them for the children. Daya is still in school and can't wear tattered clothes every day." said the old lady.

Zhou Guizhi took a piece of small floral cloth and gave it to Tian Jinhua. "This piece of cloth is about seven or eight feet long. Take it and make a set of clothes for Daya and Erya."

Tian Jinhua waved her hands hurriedly, "Mom, just make it for Daya, not Erya. Daya can't wear it, so just give it to Erya."

This is a normal practice in this era. New clothes are usually made for the eldest child. When the eldest child outgrows them, they are passed on to the second child, and sometimes they are passed down to the third and fourth children.

Daya was very happy to hear that. Erya was still young and didn't understand much. She only knew that her sister had new clothes and she could pick up second-hand goods in the future.

I was even happy for my sister.

Zhou Guizhi said, "Our family is not so poor that we can't even afford to eat. Your husband works as a worker in the city now. He gets bills every month, and it will be easy to save up in the future. We don't need this piece of cloth. Two girls should have a set of clothes that they can show off." Zhou Guizhi put the cloth down and left. Tian Jinhua's hand stroked the fine floral cloth. She felt that she seemed to have been wrong about something all these years.

Outside the house, the tractor drove away again, and a large crowd followed it to the threshing ground. More than a dozen strong laborers helped unload the spare parts of the thresher.

"Come on, a few people, follow me and learn. Only when you have learned it can you join the thresher production line to participate in the assembly."

Jiang Xingye called out, and everyone followed him. He first placed the spare parts according to their positions, and a preliminary outline could be seen, and then he began to connect them one by one.

It took more than three hours to finally install the power unit. After connecting the power, Jiang Xingye stretched out his hand and said, "Send over a bundle of rice."

"Good Le!"

Hu Hai rushed to the front, carrying a bundle of rice and ran over. Jiang Xingye pressed the switch, and the machine started to run, making a rumbling sound, not loud, but enough to cheer people up.

Jiang Xingye put the rice straw with grains onto the conveyor belt. As the conveyor belt rotated, the rice straw was fed into the machine, and straw clippings were sent out from the side. The golden grains were blown clean by the air at the grain outlet and fell into the hopper mouth.

Even the dirtiest and most tiring process of winnowing the grain is omitted.

Below, Jiang Xingye kicked a basket in, and the grains clattered into the basket.

The crowd cheered.

Hu Hai and others rushed to put the straw in bundles on the conveyor belt. At the exit for straw residue, Aunt Li Er and others were turning it over with sheep forks, while several young sisters-in-law were tying the straw heads on the side.

At the grain export site, several strong men directly took sacks to fill the grains and sent them away after filling them up.

The entire assembly line was extremely efficient. In just two hours, the smallest pile of rice was empty.

If we were to thresh the crops using the old method, it would take more than a day and ten people would not be able to do the work.

When Jiang Baohua hurried over, he saw dozens of sacks of millet piled up nearby. He grinned and asked, "Is this from the thresher?"

Lin Yonggui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Indeed, it was clean in just a short while!"

He grabbed a handful of corn kernels from the basket beside him and showed them to Jiang Baohua. "It would save us so much trouble. It would be even better if we could make a corn thresher."

"This is too fast. We need several people to watch over it. We can't let the machine run idle!" Aunt Li smiled happily.

Jiang Baohua watched from the side for a while. It was really fast. If the production team had a few of these machines, the millet could be harvested in just a few days.

Jiang Xingye stepped aside, and Jiang Baohua walked over. "Xiaowu, this thresher can't thresh corn, right?"

Jiang Xingye hummed, "Threshing the corn requires a separate machine. I'll ask Huanhuan later if they can make one. The corn hasn't been harvested yet, so there's still time."

After the corn is harvested, it needs to be dried. In previous years, it was threshed manually. Men, women, young and old in the village would rub the corn with their hands. After the corn was rubbed, a layer of calloused skin would be removed.

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