It's been a busy and unfortunate day. It rained the other day, and Dad said we were going to plant corn this weekend. Our land is not level enough to seed with a tractor, only a small Rotary Tiller. My younger brother is about to take the senior high school entrance examination, and I don't have time to help. My grandmother is not in good health and is cooking again, and my mother is not at home. This responsibility fell on me and my father. But I never got off work, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow up. I called my grandma, my dad drove the Farmland Rotary Tille, and my brother helped haul the manure. In a few minutes, we were in the field. After unloading the things, my brother went back to review his homework. Put some fertilizer next to the seeds. At first, I didn't know how much to put. I just heard from my grandma that I need to pinch it with my little hands. It's not suitable, grandma said it's okay, I'm very proud. But after a while, Dad said: "It's too close, keep away from the seeds, otherwise the seedlings will be burned!" After a while, grandma said: "It's too far away, the seeds won't grow strong!" I adjusted the distance in time according to their requirements, and finally got approval. The Rotary Cultivator Tiller was running fast and I was sweating profusely. After a while, we finally finished planting, but I brought fertilizer, and my arms were so sore that I couldn't lift it. It was Sunday, four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time for us to go to school. When I went home on Friday, my father parked the car at home for fear of rain. "A yard near the concrete road. When we came to the door, we found that the door was locked. I guess they were also farming. Because the house was a single family, there was no one around, so we couldn't ask. So we went to the station in the distance. I walked, waited and waited, but still no car came. Dad decided to ask him to go to see if the family had come back. He asked me to look at the luggage, and then waited for him at the station. Not long after Dad left, a bus passed by But my father hadn't come back yet, and I didn't have half a dime in my pocket at the time, so I couldn't catch the bus. I complained in my heart, carrying my luggage and walked towards the direction where my father came. There were cemeteries on both sides. It was getting dark at this time, I was anxious and scared. There were many motorcycles passing by, but none of them belonged to my father. It was getting darker and I was getting more and more anxious. A passerby with a tricycle stopped and called me. I didn't hear him I just walked towards him. It turned out that he asked me to get in the car and said he could take me to school. Once I heard that he had a foreign accent, how did you know I was a student? How did you know where I was going? A series of questions A terrible idea popped into my mind: Is he a human trafficker? So, I turned around and ran with my luggage. I don’t know how many miles I ran, and suddenly a motorcycle passed by me, a familiar face It was my father who appeared in front of me! I breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, tears of grievance welled up in my eyes, and my father quickly comforted me. Me, let me not cry. I told my father what happened just now, and my father smiled and said: "That man is not a human trafficker, but a mason from out of town. I know him. If I can't get the car out, he can take us to school. Dad also praised me for being vigilant and being safe. Dad packed up my luggage and only asked me to pick up the eggs I brought from home, and we were ready to go. But because the dirt road we passed on the way had just been shoveled, it was getting dark again For the sake of safety, my father asked me to go to the concrete road and ride a bicycle. The car stopped not far away, and my father started it for a long time before we started again. When we reached Banpo, the car turned off again , can't start. Dad had to let me down to help. So, I turned over in the back, Dad used the pedal, and after a long time, the car restarted. We finally came to the cement road, and then everything was normal, and the car didn't work. Turned off the fire. Dad took me to the school in one breath. It was more than nine o'clock when I arrived at the school, and it was already dark. I went to the light and looked, and the dozen or so eggs I mentioned were all broken, and only four eggs were left. That's it. Looking back on today's experience, with all the unpleasant things that happened, I sigh and say, "Today was a bad day. " Then everything was normal, the car stopped turning off. Dad took me to school in one breath. It was already after nine o'clock when I arrived at school, and it was already dark. I went to the light and saw that the dozen or so eggs I mentioned were all broken Well, there are only four left. Looking back on today's experience, with so many unpleasant things that happened, I sighed and said, "Today was a bad day. " Then everything was normal, the car stopped turning off. Dad took me to school in one breath. It was already after nine o'clock when I arrived at school, and it was already dark. I went to the light and saw that the dozen or so eggs I mentioned were all broken Well, there are only four left. Looking back on today's experience, with so many unpleasant things that happened, I sighed and said, "Today was a bad day. "

ROTARY TILLER

A range of models are available to suit tractors of all sizes.
The side drive system increases durability and makes complete tilling a certainty.
With the perfectly waterproof mechanism, it can be used in paddy fields.
The spring-loaded trailing boad is fully adjustable.
There is a full range of blades for all types of fields.
Attachments such as the ridger, mulcher and seeder make it not only multi-purpose but also very economical.
The three-point hitch linkage simplifies adaptation to any tractor.
Durability is further increased by more effective fixing of blades to the flange.
The universal joint is a standard attachment.