Slap me twice.
Jiang Lin quickly got off the rotary tiller and ran over, shouting, "Let's play a big game. The winner gets to drive the rotary tiller, and the loser gets to go to the mountain to cut bamboo."
Li Xuran actively pulled the hand of Song Yifan who was standing beside him and shouted: "Come on, rock, paper, scissors!"
Cheng Enyue laughed and said, "In this kind of situation, whoever proposes it usually loses."
Jiang Lin and Li Xuran looked at him with resentful eyes and hid their hands behind their backs as if they were sure of victory.
"3, 2, 1." Pei Xu also turned his head on the rotary tiller and looked at them. He could only see the movements but not hear the sounds.
After several fierce battles, Cheng Enyue and Xiang Chuzhe emerged victorious. They both smiled with joy of victory and excitedly high-fived each other.
Jiang Lin looked at them and said, "The final winner must be me!"
Song Yifan urged, "Hurry up, buddy can't wait to drive the big guy."
The three of them fought back and forth, evenly matched. Cheng Enyue joked, "You three are just like noobs pecking at each other."
After a few more rounds, "Yeah! I won!" Jiang Lin jumped up and shouted loudly.
Pei Xu heard his voice and raised the corner of his mouth, "As if he had won the whole world. It's true that men stay young until they die!"
Jiang Lin waved at him, "Pei Xu, I won!"
"I saw it, please drive carefully."
Song Yifan leaned on Li Xuran's shoulder and said, "Let's go home and get knives to cut bamboo."
Pei Qi led the way, and the three of them came to a small valley with green vegetables planted on the slopes below the mountain on both sides.
Pei Qi pointed to a small bamboo forest and said, "This is our family's bamboo forest. Young bamboos cannot be cut. Can you tell the difference?"
The two looked at him and said in unison: "No."
"You need to cut more than ten and I will mark them for you."
Pei Qi took the knife and chopped the bamboo root on one side. "Then you guys chop first. I'm going home to feed the chickens."
Li Xuran pointed his knife at the bamboo and said, "This is not a simple matter. I will take it down within ten cuts!"
Song Yifan leaned lazily against two bamboos and said in disbelief: "If you can chop it down within ten strokes, I'll call you dad."
Li Xuran suddenly became excited, "You said it, don't deny it!"
"The camera is here, why should I deny it?"
Li Xuran bent down, held the knife handle, raised his hand and chopped the bamboo root, but there was no damage. If the bamboo could talk, it would have laughed heartily and said, "Didn't you eat? Are you tickling me?"
"One knife!" Song Yifan counted enthusiastically.
Li Xuran said stubbornly: "I didn't use much strength just now."
"Two knives, three knives..." Song Yifan counted on the side.
Li Xuran chopped back and forth around the bamboo root, his strength increasing, and a gap had been cut on one side of the bamboo root.
Song Yifan reminded him: "You still have two swords left!"
Li Xuran readjusted his posture and roared, "Nine Knives!"
The last cut was made, and a few bamboo leaves fell, but the bamboo still stood still. Song Yifan spread his hands and said, "Call me brother to listen."
Li Xuran gently locked his neck, "I'm older than you, who should I call brother?"
Song Yifan pursed his lips and teased: "Someone failed to show off."
"Hurry up and chop it." Li Xuran pointed to a relatively thin bamboo and said to him, "Take this one."
Four rotary tillers started working at the same time, and work efficiency increased a lot. The spectacular scene immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.
"It's great that these young people can operate the machine." Alan's grandmother said happily.
Aunt Li said with emotion: "Young people are smart and can learn anything quickly. Times are different now. Not only do we have harvesters to harvest rice, but we also have special machines to turn the soil. We used to use sickles to harvest rice and shovels to turn the soil. We worked all day and night and blisters formed on our palms."
Aunt Xu said: "In our time, everything depended on manpower, which was the labor force, so we had many children. Wealthier families even had oxen to plow the fields, but we were poor, so we could only bring our children to plow the fields."
Grandpa Pei Zongyi sat on the roadside with a small stool and said with interest: "I saw in the news that the country is vigorously developing scientific and technological agriculture. Watermelons and strawberries can also be grown in greenhouses. It's amazing! We old guys don't know how to use technology. We still have to rely on young people in the future."
"Young people?" Uncle Pei Jiming said in disbelief. "How many young people now know how to farm? They don't cook or work on the farm when they go home during the holidays. They stay up late playing with their phones and sleep until noon. They can't recognize all the vegetables and don't know when to plant them. They don't want to go back to the countryside. There is no takeout, and they have to go to town to get express delivery. After the New Year, which village is still young at home?"
"Times have changed. Young people now have a higher standard of living. Unlike our generation, we didn't have food to eat if we didn't farm. Now they can go out to work and earn money to buy rice. This is the change in living standards. Who is willing to bend down and work in the fields under the scorching sun?"
Aunt Liang pointed at the young people busy in the fields. The sunlight shining on them was so dazzling. "They are the new generation of young people, who are willing to work hard on the land. They are young people from the city. They carry bags of lime, which is so heavy, and organic fertilizer, which is so smelly."
Aunt Xu approached her, glanced at the photographer ten meters away, and whispered, "They are celebrities. They come here to work on a farming program. I heard that they can get tens of millions of yuan for a program. I am willing to work day and night for several months in my place."
There was a "duang" sound in the bamboo forest. Li Xuran cut a circle of gaps around the bamboo. He waved his hand and said, "Photography teacher, please move aside a little. I'm going to kick down the bamboo."
The photography teachers carried their cameras to the safe side. Li Xuran kicked the bamboo with all his strength. The bamboo leaves shook wildly and then the bamboo fell down.
Song Yifan was still struggling with the bamboos, saying, "Why don't we have six people? Then each person can chop three or four bamboos and we'll be done in no time."
Li Xuran dragged the fallen bamboo out of the bamboo forest. Song Yifan was so anxious that he kept chopping it, "It's so hard to chop!" He roared in competition, but the bamboo still didn't fall.
"Xu Ran, come and help me chop it. Am I chopping in the wrong place? Am I chopping too low?"
"No, it doesn't matter if you cut it too low." Li Xuran said softly, "In fact, it's better if you cut it too low."
"Then why doesn't it fall?"
Li Xuran held a knife and demonstrated to him, "You chop around the bamboo, or just chop in one direction, and then you kick it down from the other side."
Song Yifan praised: "You are quite good at it."
Li Xuran said happily: "Okay, now you push it and it will break."
Song Yifan stood up, pulled the bamboo with both hands and tried to bend it down, and the bamboo fell on his shoulders as he wished.
The bamboo was too long, so Song Yifan turned around and asked, "How do we get this out?"
Li Xuran said: "You have to reverse into the garage and turn around."
Song Yifan lifted the bamboo with all his strength, "Ah! This is too long, how do I pull it out?"
Li Xuran put down his knife and went to help him, carrying the bamboo behind him, "Go forward."
Song Yifan slid forward two steps unexpectedly and exclaimed: "Oh!"
Li Xuran directed from behind, "Push to the left again."
Song Yifan passively stumbled a few steps to the left following the weight of the bamboo, and said in shock: "You got me too."
Li Xuran laughed and then pulled back. Song Yifan leaned back passively, saying with a smile: "Don't control me."
Li Xuran said with a smile: "You are too thin, you need to eat more."
The sun gradually moved to the west, and the light and shadow moved to the bamboo tips, casting faint sparse shadows. The two worked together to cut down more than ten bamboos. Song Yifan squatted on the ground and panted, "This job is so difficult, it's quite tiring."
Li Xuran was cutting bamboo leaves and looked at him with a smile, "We can drag them back after we finish cutting the leaves."
Song Yifan stood up and bent over to continue, shouting: "Speed up, speed up, a man can't say no!"
Jiang Lin looked back at the turned soil, feeling a great sense of accomplishment. He was about to step on the accelerator to continue working, but the machine began to emit thick black smoke. Jiang Lin released the accelerator and took out his phone to contact Pei Xu: "My machine is emitting a lot of black smoke! The sound seems to be a bit louder too."
Pei Xu looked in his direction and said, "I saw it. You go down first. I'll go over and take a look now."
Jiang Lin waved his hand to disperse the black smoke in front of him and stopped the machine.
Pei Xu arrived and said, "Why is there so much black smoke? It's not burning completely."
Jiang Lin said: "Could it be that the engine oil is low?"
Pei Xu opened the oil cap and checked the dipstick. "It's too full. Why is the oil so full?"
Jiang Lin asked: "Does each machine have the same demand for oil?"
Pei Xu was still checking and responded: "It's different. It depends on the oil pool, because the oil tanks are different in size. For example, the oil tanks of rotary tillers and cars are different."
Jiang Lin brought the oil drum, Pei Xu opened the fuel tank and reduced some oil, and said, "Okay, there should be no problem."
Jiang Lin restarted the machine, but black smoke still spewed out and the situation did not improve.
Pei Xu checked again and said, "This is impossible. How can a new machine produce so much black smoke?"
Pei Xu buried his head in the inspection and finally found the problem. "The air filter is clogged."
Jiang Lin asked: "What should we do?"
Pei Xu said confidently: "I can fix it."
"You really can do it?" Jiang Lin's face was full of disbelief.
Pei Xu fiddled with it for a few minutes, his hands covered with black stains, and said confidently: "Try it yourself, if it doesn't work, slap me twice."
Jiang Lin restarted the machine, and the thick black smoke stopped coming out. He looked at Pei Xu in surprise: "Wow, I didn't realize you are a technical talent!"
Pei Xu raised one corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Keep a low profile. Fortunately, I am also a Doctor of Agronomy." After that, he walked away with a cheerful pace.
The weight of the bamboo was reduced a lot after the leaves were trimmed, but it was still difficult for Song Yifan to drag it alone.
Li Xuran looked at him and couldn't help laughing. He suggested, "Why don't we carry them one by one?"
Song Yifan stopped and said, "That's fine."
Li Xuran added three more bamboos. Song Yifan looked at the four bamboos and asked, "Four bamboos at once, can you do it?"
Li Xuran said confidently: "It's not about whether I can do it or not, it's about whether you can do it or not."
Song Yifan raised his chin and said, "I can definitely do it!"
The two men held the bamboo in their arms, and Li Xuran teased him, "Do you want another one?
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