"It's already very good." The captain tried it himself and found that this thing was better than he imagined.
If they had used this harvester to harvest the crops from the beginning, they could have finished half a month earlier.
"I think that waving hand looks like the pedal on a bicycle?" asked the captain.
Even if the other party doesn't ask, An Zhigang will take the initiative to tell the truth.
"Because of the engine, I can only use the transmission pedals of a bicycle instead."
He complained to the team leader about how difficult it was to make the harvester. It not only took up a lot of time and effort, but he even had to temporarily contribute his own bicycle.
The captain laughed and said, "You little rascal, I understand. Don't worry, I'll take your things back and replace them with the team's things."
After hearing this, Li Xinfeng quickly asked, "What about the work points?"
The captain immediately called the scorer and asked him to record 300 points for Anjia immediately.
Only then did Li Xinfeng return to the crowd with satisfaction and accept their flattery.
Although the team was poor, they could still gather some things if they squeezed together. For things like chains and gears, the team leader also used his connections to get them for them.
An Zhigang helped assemble five more harvesters, and their team completed the harvest half a month ahead of schedule.
Because he paid the public grain tax early and in good quality, he was rewarded by the commune.
As a developer of the harvester, An Zhigang also received rewards of a ceramic cup and a thermos.
The harvester they made actually does not have too many technical difficulties. Anyone who is related to it can understand the principle behind it by taking it apart.
But precisely because it is so simple and no one has thought in this direction, it further demonstrates the cleverness of An Zhigang and the others.
In recent years, the trend has changed and people have begun to value knowledge.
Although the leaders of the machinery factory did not receive clear news, they were able to interpret some words from the newspaper.
Although An Zhigang only received a little material reward, he was set as a model by the commune and became famous.
When the leader of the machinery factory learned about it, he specially squeezed out a spot for him.
An Zhigang also got into the machinery factory as he wished and became An Shizheng's colleague.
"Is anyone here? Does An Shizheng live here?"
Everyone in the family who should go to work went to work or to the construction site. Even Zhao Yuxiu's youngest son went to school. The one who had the most free time was An Jingzhi.
Leisurely, he opened the courtyard door and found a postman standing in front of him. "Hello comrade, I am An Shizheng's grandfather. This is his home."
"Here's his letter."
After the postman left, An Jingzhi looked at the address on the letter and found that it was still Northwest Farm.
After An Shizheng returned home, he gave the letter to the other party. This time, the letter was signed, and the two people were indeed An Shizheng's parents.
When the other party sent the letter for the first time, An Jingzhi was not sure what the situation was, so he sent a reply letter saying that everything was fine and also sent some common medicines.
Although he was sent down to the farm, he should not starve to death. It would be too conspicuous to rely on the food there. After much thought, An Jingzhi decided to send medicine there.
Last time, An Shizheng’s parents also sent a letter, but it was burned by the original owner, and there was no reply.
In the end, there was no news from An Shizheng's parents. There was only one reason for this: they both passed away later.
If people on the farm don't die of starvation, they are most likely dying of illness.
"My parents will be back soon!" An Shizheng said excitedly.
"Grandpa! My parents said in the letter that they'll be back in six months at most! They're already going through the process!"
"That's great!" An Zhigang was also happy for him. "In another six months, you can meet your parents again."
There is still half a year left, and the news of the opening of the college entrance examination will probably be released at that time.
"My parents also asked me to thank grandpa for sending them medicine that saved their lives."
Northwest Farm.
A couple with white hair on their temples but a noble temperament revealed in their eyes were talking in a thatched hut.
"The letter should have been delivered by now, right?" said Wu's mother.
"It should be here." Father Wu said, "It was thanks to them that you had the medicine last time you had a fever, otherwise I don't know what to do."
"The An family has been so kind to us," said Mother Wu. "They've taken such good care of us, and even sent us life-saving medicine. We'll never be able to repay them in this lifetime."
"I had a dream the day you gave me the medicine. In the dream, I had a fever and we didn't have any medicine to reduce the fever. You went to the mountain to pick herbs for me, and finally fell down the mountain." She is still scared when she thinks about it now.
"It's all fake, don't let your imagination run wild." Father Wu smiled and said, "We still have a lot of time to grow up. If I can't repay your kindness, I will repay you for the rest of my life."
"We'll be able to see our son again in half a year."
"What a pity for Dad..." Mother Wu choked.
Father Wu immediately returned to comfort Mother Wu: "It's okay, it's all over."
Mother Wu wiped her tears and asked, "By the way, how is Mr. Zheng? Have you heard when he will be back?"
"He's almost there too, even earlier than us, in three months at most."
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An Shizheng waited day and night, but his parents didn't come back, but he got another piece of news.
Holding the news published in the newspaper, An Shizheng found An Zhigang who was also excited, and the two of them took leave in advance to go home.
"Grandpa!" Before he even reached the doorstep, a voice echoed through the courtyard: "The college entrance examination has been resumed—"
"Grandpa! We can go to college now!"
"What? Can I get into college?" Before An Jingzhi could reply, the mother of Dazhu, the neighbor next door, said in surprise.
"Really? Shizheng, did you just say that I can take the college entrance exam?!"
An Shizheng was excited. "Yes! It's in the newspaper! The college entrance examination has been resumed!"
Before Dazhu's mother could ask any further questions, An Shizheng and the other man hurriedly parked their bicycles and went to look for someone.
It was time for dinner, and An Jingzhi was walking home leisurely, holding a bucket in his right hand with a small fish the size of a palm in it, and a homemade fishing rod and a small stool in his left hand.
"Grandpa, where are you going?"
As soon as he got home, he saw his two eldest grandsons looking at him with resentment and excitement.
"What's wrong?"
"Grandpa! The college entrance examination has really been restored!"
Half a year ago, grandpa told them that the college entrance examination might be resumed.
All the intellectuals who were sent down to the countryside at that time were rehabilitated and returned to their posts.
This means that the country has begun to attach importance to knowledge, which is the foundation of all development. The college entrance examination will be reopened sooner or later. Relying solely on recommended workers, peasants and soldiers to enroll in college cannot support social needs.
"It's recovered, isn't this expected?" An Jingzhi said calmly.
"I asked you to read the book. Did you read it carefully?"
"Of course!" the two brothers said affirmatively.
Although my grandfather was a country farmer who had not received much education, he had foresight that even they did not have. They obeyed An Jingzhi's words without asking why.
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