Chapter 631: Work Until Old, Work Until Death

After strolling around the village for a large circle, Wang An walked toward home.

Actually, Wang An wanted to stay in the small shop for a while, but at this time in the small shop, besides the shop owner Ding Wanbing, there was not a single idle person.

Even Ding Wanbing was fiddling with the ropes and splints used for plowing outside the door of the small shop and wasn't sitting there honestly.

Because although Ding Wanbing opened a small shop, it could only be considered a side job; planting fields was his family's main job.

Actually, in this season, even the old men and old women were helping to do some work they could do at home; there was no time to come out and stroll around.

Of course, this was also because of the land being divided to households. Before the land was divided to households, people weren't this busy.

One had to know that in rural areas, there was truly no such thing as retirement. As long as one was alive and still had a breath, one had to work.

Unless one was completely unable to move and was waiting to die, that was considered truly retired!

Some people say "live until old, learn until old," but in rural areas, it was "live until old, work until old," stop when you die!

One had to know that Shen Wei's mother-in-law, although paralyzed on the *kang*, still had to do some needlework.

One has to say, this was also the fate of rural people, and also the sorrow of rural people!

Finally, Wang An strolled to look at the new homestead, and then, while perfecting the construction plan in his mind, he swayed toward home.

When he arrived home, Wang Dazhu and his wife were loading manure onto a horse cart. Wang An didn't need to be called and actively took a shovel and joined in.

When other families sent manure to the fields, they all used one mule or one cow to pull the cart, at most one mule pulling the shafts and one donkey pulling the side harness.

But Wang Dazhu was different. The manure cart used three large blue horses pulling the cart, the one pulling the shafts was a blue horse, and the two pulling the long harness in front were also blue horses.

To tell the truth, with this lineup, those who knew understood that it was manure on the cart; those who didn't know thought that it was how big an official was on the cart! The main thing was that Wang Dazhu was relatively meticulous in his work. The manure curtains surrounding the cart were all carefully made by Comrade Wang Dazhu and looked quite orderly.

Manure curtains, although called "curtains," were actually like four door panels surrounding the cart, similar to the four surrounding boards on a truck bed.

It was just that these four boards were two long and two short, just stuck on the cart.

In short, the purpose of installing this thing was to load more things on the cart, such as loading soil, manure, corn cobs, sorghum heads, and sunflower heads, all of which had to be surrounded by this thing on the cart.

Seeing Wang An join in, Liu Guilan subconsciously said:

"Xiao An, have you rested enough? Your dad and I can do this little work. You go back to the house and stay."

It could be seen that Liu Guilan truly didn't want Wang An to help, as if Wang An doing this kind of work like loading manure was suffering some great grievance.

Wang Dazhu paused, took a deep breath, and also said:

"Mm, indeed. You are the busiest in our family every day. You go back to the house quickly, okay? Don't need you."

After saying this, Wang Dazhu inserted the shovel into the manure pile again, then shoveled a shovel of manure and threw it into the manure curtain.

To tell the truth, Wang An was still very moved upon hearing this!

Because Wang An knew that his parents didn't want him to work, not because of how much wealth he created for the family; they just simply didn't want him to work, for no reason. One had to know that in his past life, Wang An was messing around in the county seat all day, and he hadn't done much farm work at home.

But even when Wang An returned home, Wang Dazhu and his wife had never ordered Wang An to go to the fields.

One has to admit that this kind of disguised "doting" by Wang Dazhu and his wife, although wrong, was something that children couldn't find fault with.

However, although Wang An was moved, he didn't show it, but while loading manure into the manure curtain, he said with a smile: "What's wrong? You guys work and I watch. If the people in the village see it, they will think that you two gave birth to an unfilial son."

One has to say, although Wang An's words made sense, they weren't Wang An's true thoughts.

Because in Wang An's view, other people's views and sayings were all bullshit. What Wang An wanted to do and what he did wouldn't be affected by anyone at all.

Hearing Wang An's words, Wang Dazhu and his wife were stunned for a moment and suddenly felt that they didn't understand their eldest son.

After Wang Dazhu and Liu Guilan looked at each other, Wang Dazhu suddenly said with a smile: "Oh my, my eldest son has become capable. That's fine, in a while you go to the fields with me to spread the manure piles, and let your mom cook at home."

Wang An said indifferently:

"That's a small matter, this little thing will be finished in a while."

Spreading manure piles meant that after the manure was pulled to the fields, it was evenly dispersed in the fields. However, this thing couldn't be dispersed at will; there were rules.

Normally speaking, ten furrows were one trip, and there had to be a manure pile every 10 to 12 steps.

That is to say, when planting these ten furrows of land, within 10 to 12 meters, they shared a manure pile.

The most important thing here was that the distance between manure piles had to be controlled; otherwise, the person spreading the manure would be uncomfortable.

If it was too far, the manure in the furrows wouldn't be connected, which meant that some seeds wouldn't get the nourishment of manure. If it was too close, the manure in the manure basket would be left over, causing the manure in the next section of the furrow to be unable to be spread.

Besides that, the amount of each small pile of manure also had to be controlled as much as possible, basically 15 full shovels was enough.

Of course, if there was a lot of manure at home, it wouldn't matter if one more shovel was added, but it absolutely couldn't be too much, because the manure basket used for spreading manure couldn't hold it.

Soon, under the constant shoveling of three shovels, a cart of manure was all loaded, and it was loaded to a point, and finally patted with a shovel.

Before leaving, Wang An looked at his watch and felt that after sending this cart of manure, it would be dark. Thus, Wang An had a flash of inspiration and said to Liu Guilan: "Mom, help me find a fishing net. Before coming back in a while, I'll go to the river with my dad to cast two nets."

Wang Dazhu and his wife were stunned upon hearing this, not expecting that their eldest son, just in the time of sending manure, would also ponder getting something to eat.

Actually, the reason Wang An wanted to catch fish to eat was that the fish eaten at noon today felt truly not very good. The main thing was that the fish tasted obviously a bit smelly, which meant that the fish stored before had actually deteriorated.

After Wang An finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to the couple and turned into the house.

To say Wang An didn't idle after entering the house, he mixed half a bowl of cornmeal with white liquor and half a spoonful of brown sugar.

To tell the truth, using this thing to bait fish was truly awesome.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 632 =====