Rebirth: the fiery age of Mori Gong's children

Chapter 158

Most of the workers are talkative, and everyone's rough and loud nonsense is actually quite interesting.

There is a man in the forest farm called "Know everything", surnamed Song, everyone calls him Song Laowan, this guy only talks about women.

Not only the women in front of me, but also people from history and abroad, and I don't know where he knew these people.

Each of them can speak vividly and vividly, and the refurbishment of tricks never brings repetition.

No one knew whether this Song Laowan was talking nonsense or really knowledgeable.

There is also a master named Zhuang who drives a tractor. This man can speak eloquently about astronomy, geography, history and politics, and he has a nose and an eye.

That's really 500 years before and [-] years later, there is nothing he doesn't know.

The truck loader has a master named Xiao, who went to a private school for several years when he was a child, and liked to read some "idle books", so he was considered a man of culture.

I always like to talk about anecdotes, folk tales, fragments of classical literature.

Occasionally, there will be a piece of Beijing opera, Pingju opera, local opera, etc., which always attracts applause.

If the chef in the kitchen is done, he will come over to join in the fun.

Talking about delicacies from mountains and seas, famous cigarettes and good wines can often make the audience salivate.

Of course, the most eternal topic will always be women.

Talk about the little things between men and women, talk about young girls and middle-aged women, talk about the sneakiness of widows and widowers, talk about beautiful women and ugly women.

"Huh? Haining, you just left your wife to work on the mountain just a few days after you got married. Don't you miss your daughter-in-law?"

Originally, Gao Haining and Sheng Xiping were in a corner, listening to stories with great interest.

In the end, I don't know which Huba Chaoer happened to see these young men.

Those old men have thick skins, so they deliberately made fun of Gao Haining who just got married.

Don't look at Gao Haining's carelessness on weekdays, but after all, he just got married and has a thin skin.

After being said by those old men, his face turned red. "You guys, don't talk nonsense."

The more Gao Haining was like this, the more excited the group of people became, and each one of them was even more clueless.

"Old Xiao, if you have a juicy and tender little daughter-in-law at home, don't you worry about it.

I guess, Haining can't sleep because of thinking about his wife at night? "The people next to him also booed.

"No, no, I don't have one." Gao Haining's face was flushed by these people's fuss, and he stuttered.

Seeing Gao Haining's stupid appearance, Sheng Xiping couldn't help but sigh.

You silly boy, the more you can't get rid of it like this, the more these people will make fun of you.

"Master Xiao, I remember your aunt, who is 35 this year, right?
A woman of this age is terrible, Uncle Xiao, can you handle it?
When I went down the mountain during Chinese New Year last year, Uncle Xiao didn't seem to get up at noon the next day, was he trapped in bed?

I just don't know, waiting for us to go down the mountain and go home this year, will Uncle Xiao still have this bone left?You won't be unable to get up again by then, will you? "

Lie Dabiao, it's just a fight to see who has thick skin.

How old is Sheng Xiping in his two lifetimes together, playing this in front of him?

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the worker surnamed Xiao suddenly lost his face.

He married his wife late, he didn't marry his wife until he was in his 30s, and the couple were ten years apart.

At his age, it's not like he can't do what he wants, but he's a little scared to deal with the tigress at home.

"Xi Ping, you say you are an unmarried young man, you have a thick skin, you dare to say anything."

Old Xiao choked on Sheng Xiping's words, but he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hey, isn't this just a joke?

Uncle Xiao can make fun of Haining and his new daughter-in-law, so why don't others say you and your aunt? "

Sheng Xiping looked indifferent, thicker skinned than him, these people are not good enough.

Now, the roar of laughter from the crowd almost lifted the roof of the cafeteria.

It's just a pastime after dinner, just to amuse everyone, it can't be taken seriously.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the time passed quickly. After eight o'clock, everyone went back to the dormitory to sleep.

After Li Dazhuang was picked up by Zhao Limin, he felt a lot better. He worked normally every day, and he didn't dare to be lazy and do foreign work.

The lumberjack cuts the wood, and the helper cuts the sticks.

If it is a mechanized skidding and flow operation, you can directly lock the logs on the side, drag them to the loading yard with a skidding tractor, directly load them on the original trolley, and transport them to the wood storage yard of the Forestry Bureau.

However, Sheng Xiping and the others are doing the work of returning to Leng, and they are manually skimming and returning to Leng.

In the middle, there is one more process of making materials.

It is to reserve a reserve length according to the type and length of the wood required by the enterprise, and then cut the log to facilitate the subsequent wood skimming.

The requirement for material production is to produce as many long materials as possible and less short materials.

Chainsaws are mostly used for lumber making tools. The educated youth team does not have so many chainsaws available, so they use curved saws.

After the material is made, it is the timber.

Manual skidding is actually lifting a large log. A group of six to eight people borrows special tools to lift a four to six-meter-long log and transport it to a designated location.

When lifting the wood, the thick end of the wood is in front and the small end is behind.

The big wood has eight people and four poles, and the small wood has six people and three poles.

The two ends of the wooden pole for lifting the wood are thinner and the middle is thicker. A thick nylon rope is tied to a groove in the middle, and the lower end of the rope is a special steel hook.

The two men put the pole on their shoulders one by one, hold the pole head with one hand to prevent it from slipping off their shoulders, and hold the hook with the other.

The two men bent down and stood on both sides to hang on the horizontally placed wood at the same time, got up at the same time and stood up, and the special stainless steel hook penetrated deeply into the wood.

The person in the lead yelled, "Get up—"

Eight people worked hard on four bars at the same time, and the huge log was lifted out of the snow.

"Everyone, work hard together—" shouted the person in the lead.

"Howl—" everyone echoed.

"Straighten your back—" "Howl—"

"Where are the eyes looking forward—" "Howling—"

"Be careful of your waist and legs—" "Howl—"

The leader of the bar raises his head thickly, exerts the most strength, is responsible for shouting, and also controls the direction, playing the role of navigation.

Usually, the people who take the lead are usually strong and strong men.

In the era when there was no mechanized skidding, the workers who lifted logs were highly rated, and some could even be rated as seventh-level workers.

Even wages plus subsidies can be paid to nearly 100 yuan.

Nowadays, most of the forest farms are mechanized skidding, and this kind of carpentry chant is rarely heard.

That is to say, the educated youth team still adopts the most primitive way of operation, manual lifting of wood.

"Pay attention to your feet, we don't want to go fast, we must be steady.

No matter who has any problems, please yell quickly, and don't just put down the stick. "

As the foreman, Sheng Xiping is not completely off-duty. When he encounters a big wood, he has to be the one who takes the lead.

Sheng Xiping and Chen Weiguo rode together, carrying a thick wooden head, followed by six people.

Everyone chanted and carried the wood to the mouth of the ditch pond.

(End of this chapter)