It is the busy farming season now, and all the members of the Su family except Su Qingyun have gone to the fields. She made some mung bean soup at home to reduce internal heat, and let it cool down before taking it to the fields.
"Grandma, Dad, Mom, come over here and have a rest." Su Qingyun shouted while standing on the edge of the field. The scorching sun made her face red.
"Why are you here in such a hot day?" Qin Ying touched Su Qingyun's little face with heartache.
"I brought you the mung bean soup I made." Su Qingyun shook the bucket in her hand. She poured the mung bean soup into the small bowls she brought and gave a bowl to each family member.
Other people in the field saw this and whispered, "This girl from the Su family is even delivering soup to her family. She's not like what others say she does."
"Yes, look at her small body and pale skin. I'm afraid she can't even lift a hoe in the fields. She can only do light work at home."
"My naughty boy plays all day long. If I had a caring daughter like this, I would also be willing to spoil her."
"Why are you still making soup? Didn't you burn yourself?" Wu Guixiang hurriedly looked at her hands.
"It's okay, grandma, look." Su Qingyun put his hands in front of her, white and tender, and never mentioned how long he had been making the fire.
"Drink quickly, it will quench your thirst." Su Qingyun urged.
"Okay, okay." The Su family sat on the edge of the field and drank mung bean soup in big gulps.
Su Qingyun looked up at this vast, endless cornfield. How long would it take to harvest it all? After the harvest, the stalks would have to be transported, and some of the corn would have to be hulled and ground into cornmeal. It was a massive undertaking.
She looked carefully at the busy crowd. The current method of harvesting corn is the most primitive method, which is to manually break it by hand. It is tiring and inefficient. The hands are covered with blisters and then turn into thick calluses.
Is there any way to improve the efficiency of harvesting? Su Qingyun thought carefully.
She recalled that the fully functional corn harvester that could harvest both ears and stalks seemed to have been invented only in the early 1980s, and now it is still in the development stage at best.
Su Qingyun threw away the unrealistic ideas in his mind. It seemed that he had to go to the warehouse where the farm tools were stored in the village to see if there was anything that could be simply improved.
"Yunyun, the sun is strong, you should go back quickly." After drinking a large bucket of mung bean soup, Qin Ying put things away and urged Su Qingyun to go back quickly.
Su Qingyun agreed verbally, but turned around and went to the place where the farm tools were kept in the village.
Farm tools are now an important property of a village. They are placed next to the granary and guarded by a special person. Now it is the busy farming season and the farm tools have been taken out for use. Uncle Wang, who is guarding them, has nothing to do. He feels sleepy in the summer and feels drowsy.
"Uncle Wang." Su Qingyun greeted softly.
Uncle Wang opened his eyes and looked at her carefully for a few seconds before recognizing her. "It's the little girl from the Su family. What's wrong?"
"I just saw everyone busy in the fields and wondered if I could help out. I wanted to see if there were any farm tools I could use."
Uncle Wang couldn't help but laugh, "With your tiny arms and legs, how can you be of any help?"
"Just let me take a look." Su Qingyun pleaded.
"Okay, okay." Uncle Wang agreed with a smile. He had nothing to do anyway, and it wasn't some precious treasure, so there was nothing wrong with taking a look.
He stood up and opened the warehouse door with his key.
Su Qingyun took a look and saw that it was empty. There wasn't much stuff there, just some sickles, hoes and the like.
"Huh?" Su Qingyun glanced at the corner and exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle Wang, why is there a tractor here? The fields are so busy, this can help."
"Oh, you mean that one?" Uncle Wang glanced at it and said casually, "Those tractors are obsolete. They have no horsepower, often misstart, and can't pull anything. They also waste diesel."
"So that's how it is."
Su Qingyun walked closer to take a closer look. The tractor looked indeed old and was a size smaller than the common ones nowadays. However, it could be used after some repairs. It was just rather troublesome and he would have to ask for maintenance personnel to do it. By then, the cost might be higher than the benefit, which would not be worth it.
So can we think of a way to make the most of it?
Su Qingyun recalled the cornfield and looked carefully at the structure of the tractor. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.
This tractor is a size smaller, and the corn fields are densely planted with shorter row spacing, and these two are just the right fit. If this tractor is equipped with a special plow, can it serve as a simple harvester?
The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
But...how could she get the captain to agree to let her do this? Su Qingyun rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache.
After thinking about it, she went to the brigade office to find Qin Youfu.
"Uncle Youfu."
"Xiao Yun, why are you here? Is there something wrong?" Qin Youfu asked in confusion.
Su Qingyun directly stated his purpose, "Uncle Youfu, I just went to the warehouse where our village stores farm tools. I want to ask if that tractor can be repaired and used?"
"Tractor?" Qin Youfu thought for a moment before remembering what she was talking about. He looked at her in surprise. "That one is no longer usable. Besides, even if it can be repaired, the cost is too high."
The answer was expected, but Su Qingyun was not discouraged. She continued to ask, "What if we can harvest corn after the repair?"
"Harvesting corn?" Qin Youfu was even more surprised. He laughed at Su Qingyun's wild idea. "How can a tractor harvest corn? Aren't tractors used for plowing and sowing? I've never heard of a tractor that can harvest corn."
"That's right, Uncle Youfu, we can harvest corn by adding a special sharp plow to the front of the tractor. I've seen our corn fields, and the spacing between the rows is just right for this tractor."
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