Chapter 763: Both Heartbreaking and Helpless

While Wang An was pushing the foundation, Second Uncle Wang Dazhu and Wang Li, the father and son, finally returned driving their walking tractors separately.

Of course, the trailers of the two tractors were filled with two full loads of stones.

As for the people who went to blast stones by car in the morning, not a single one returned; they were still at the stone mountain burning fire and pouring water to blast stones.

Seeing the two vehicles return, the group led by Great Uncle Wang Daliang began to unload the stones one after another. It was only at this moment that Wang An deeply felt the backwardness of productivity in this era.

Because whether it's the trailer of a walking tractor, the trailer of a four-wheeled vehicle, or the trailer of those large trucks, none of them have a dumping function.

So not only does loading the vehicle rely entirely on manpower, but unloading the vehicle also relies entirely on manpower.

If there were a dumping function, "whoosh," a truckload of stones would be unloaded, how good that would be.

Fortunately, except for Wang An, everyone present didn't feel anything, and the work was done in full swing.

"You little brat, daring to talk to your father like this, I think your skin is tight again."

When eating at noon, the group of helpers naturally couldn't help but praise again.

And those whose family conditions were okay only had meat in their bowls, no vegetables or tofu. As for buns, maybe one or two. As for those who only cared about themselves, they went home empty-handed, not even bringing bowls. There might be one bun in their pockets, or maybe nothing at all.

Of course, these things didn't matter to Liu Guilan. Since they came, if they were sensible, they would do some work; if they weren't sensible, then forget it. In any case, she couldn't let people go hungry.

Two and a half jin of buns for an adult in this era, regardless of gender, could be eaten easily in one meal without feeling bloated.

Going out to help, on one hand, was to return the favor, and on the other hand, it was purely to have a few full meals. But this meal wasn't really "eating until full"; to be precise, it was just eating until half-full.

Subconsciously, Wang An looked at his father Wang Dazhu. To tell the truth, looking at him like this, his father was actually quite handsome.

Unfortunately, although Wang Dazhu's reaction speed was very fast, Wang An's two long legs were even faster. Before Wang Dazhu could get close, Wang An disappeared in a flash.

It can be said that the food at Wang An's house was truly no worse than their New Year's meal.

"Xiao An is already this big, still playing around with his dad, huh?"

And unlike other families, under normal circumstances, there was no meat in the vegetables. Even if there was meat, the meat was minced into dumpling filling and put into the vegetables. It looked like a lot, but in reality, you couldn't pick up a damn thing with one chopstick.

The noon meal was the same as the morning meal, only two-mixed buns made of a small amount of white flour and a large amount of cornmeal. However, the quantity became larger. Half-jin large buns, a full 400-plus were steamed.

Because before Wang An was reborn, his father Wang Dazhu also did this! At that time, when Wang Dazhu went out to help, he would never come back empty-handed. Sometimes he would bring back one bun, sometimes two, and occasionally he could see a few small meat cubes in the broken bun... To tell the truth, Wang An was always puzzled by this at that time. There was clearly meat, but only a few small meat cubes.

Because normally, people who help out go home at noon to rest. It's just that "rest" is a broad term; to be precise, it's actually going home to take a look.

As for what was in the bowl or basin, and what was bulging in the pocket, it was also something everyone knew in their hearts.

Of course, this was also a very normal thing, and absolutely no one would say anything. Every family was poor, every family lacked grain, and having something to eat was already not bad. Where would there be so much bullshit? After eating lunch, everyone stood up one after another and walked home. Watching everyone go home with bowls or basins full of smiles, Wang An felt a very blocked feeling in his heart.

Only seeing Wang Dazhu hear these four words, his whole person was clearly stunned. Immediately after, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he sprang from the spot and rushed toward Wang An.

Very family-oriented people, and also the vast majority of people, had both meat and tofu in their bowls. The common dried cabbage was basically gone, and there were likely 3 broken buns in their pockets.

At this time, Aunt Xu Yongfeng suddenly said to Liu Guilan with a smile:

Just like that, in the busyness of everyone, this morning passed quickly.

There was meat in the morning dish, meat in the noon dish, and each person was given 5 buns, a full 2.5 jin or more.

Liu Guilan laughed happily: "Yeah, he plays around with everyone, and he's like this with me too. He doesn't have a serious look all day."

Most importantly, those meat pieces in the dish were real large meat slices, the kind that oozed oil when you took a bite. It was truly incredibly delicious and satisfying.

It must be said that in this morning, although the group of men helping out was very busy, these dozen women comrades were also not idle at all.

Noticing Wang An's gaze, Wang Dazhu thought Wang An had something to say. After waiting for a long time without seeing Wang An open his mouth, Wang Dazhu glared at Wang An fiercely and said with a displeased face: "What are you looking at?"

But this thing that could clearly be finished in one meal had to be left over to take home to share with the wife and children... It must be said that this is also a very sad, yet heartbreaking and helpless thing!

Wang An blinked his eyes and provoked with a chuckle: "Looking at you, what about it?"

This point could be clearly seen from these 400-plus buns and the two large iron pots outside that had never stopped burning.

It must be admitted that in this Northeast region, because of these two simple sentences, "What are you looking at?" and "Looking at you, what about it?", quite a few tragedies have indeed occurred.

It was only at this moment that Wang An knew where those meat cubes came from.

As for Widow Li's two children, the older one was already 14 or 15, and he had done quite a bit of work he could do, barely counting as not coming to eat for free.

At the same time, Wang Dazhu also cursed through gritted teeth:

As for Widow Li, Liu Guilan didn't let her do physical labor either, but like the group of women comrades, she was either kneading dough or cutting vegetables and tending the fire.

Taking this opportunity, everyone would take their large bowls or small basins home.

As soon as Liu Guilan finished speaking, Aunt Xu Yongfeng suddenly sighed with emotion:

"Xiao An is really bringing face to our Old Wang family now."

Liu Guilan immediately became full of proud smiles upon hearing this, but immediately after, she said in a very humble tone: "Nothing else. He's married, and the house is about to be built. I don't have to worry about him anymore."

The group of women chatted, while Wang An didn't run around blindly, because he ran back to the construction site on the west side.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 764 =====