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In the evening, Li Cunshan came over. "Yun Gui, let's keep the tractor at home for now; otherwise, if it rains, we won't be able to plow or sow seeds."
"Brother Cunshan, I've already promised Wang Shulin." Li Yungui felt quite troubled.
"Yun Gui, how about we take a tractor with a reaper, and when the time comes, we can install the reaper on their tractor, wouldn't that work?
It's not that we don't want to help; it's really urgent for us here too. It's because it's Wang Shulin—if it were someone else, I definitely wouldn't agree to let the tractor go out to work; our own tasks aren't finished yet."
Li Yungui couldn't do anything but nod. "Chaoyang, tomorrow take the bicycle and go over there with those three, and explain the situation to your Uncle Wang."
"Got it, everyone will understand."
"Once Xiao Wei returns, go pick up two more tractors," Li Yungui said resolutely.
