Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 1132 Grain Upwind
As soon as Wang An and Huang Zhong entered the courtyard, the four eagles descended from the sky and returned to their respective nests.

At this moment, Wang Dazhu and his wife, along with Huang Li, were washing wheat, while Mu Xueqing sat on a chair watching them work.

Upon seeing Wang An and Huang Zhong return, Liu Guilan asked curiously:
"Xiao An, what are you carrying back?"

Wang An walked closer, placed the musk deer on the ground, and then said with a smug look on his face:

"Look, a musk deer, hahaha. And it's a male."

As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Wang Dazhu and the other two put down their sieves and walked over with curious expressions. Mu Xueqing also slowly stood up and walked over with her big pregnant belly.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dazhu said in a tone full of curiosity:

"This kind of thing is really hard to come by these days. I haven't seen one of these things for several years."

Liu Guilan also chimed in:
"Yeah, but I haven't heard of anyone hitting one of these things in years."

Wang Dazhu said disdainfully:

"They've spoken up. It's not that we're afraid of thieves stealing, it's that we're afraid of thieves eyeing us. Even if they've got this thing, who would dare to make a fuss?"

As he spoke, Wang Dazhu squatted down, habitually lifting the musk deer's hind legs to look towards where the sachet was.

Seeing Wang Dazhu's actions, Wang An took out a sachet of musk deer from his pocket and said with a grin:
"Dad, is this the thing you're looking for?"

As soon as Wang An took out the sachet, a fragrance immediately began to fill the air.

It must be said that the musk deer's sac is truly fragrant, and the sacs of musk deer in their mating season are even more fragrant.

Wang Dazhu looked up and, seeing the sachet in Wang An's hand, smiled but was somewhat surprised, saying:
"Oh ho, you even know how to pry the sachet off? I thought you didn't."

Wang An pursed his lips, somewhat speechless, and said:

“I’ve been going to the mountains for almost a year now, sometimes working and sometimes not, so I know all about this.”

Just then, Mu Xueqing moved to the side. Liu Guilan noticed Mu Xueqing and her expression immediately changed. She stared at Wang An with wide eyes and a serious face, saying:

"Take that thing away from me, so Xueqing doesn't smell it."

Wang An hurriedly put away the sachet and turned to find the jar.

For his wife's safety, Wang An had to seal the sachet, at the very least to prevent Mu Xueqing from smelling too much musk.

The main problem is that this stuff not only has a contraceptive effect for women, but it's also like turtle meat, which can cause pregnant women to miscarry.

Of course, while musk is very harmful to pregnant women, short-term contact is actually not a problem. However, seeing his mother's nervous appearance, Wang An really didn't dare to argue with her.

Mu Xueqing had already smelled the musky scent and calmly said:

"It's okay to smell it for a while, it smells really good."

Upon hearing this, Liu Guilan said with a hint of resentment:

"That won't do. This thing is weird. Let's stay away from here. It's all Xiao An's fault for bringing this thing into the house."

As she spoke, Liu Guilan squinted at Wang An's retreating figure. Wang An found an empty jar, stuffed the whole sachet inside, and then tightened the lid before swaying back with the jar in his hand.

However, Wang An secretly decided that he would take the sachet to the county town tomorrow and give it to Fang Xiu'e to handle. After all, musk has extremely high medicinal value, and a medical expert like Fang Xiu'e would definitely be able to use it.

Seeing Wang An return carrying a canned food jar, Liu Guilan's eyes widened, and she scolded Wang An:
"Aren't you going to the county town tomorrow? You'd better sell it for me tomorrow. Don't you know how big Xueqing's belly is? We can't keep this thing here."

Wang An glanced furtively at his mother, who was looking fierce, and hurriedly agreed:

"Yeah, yeah, I'll definitely get rid of it tomorrow, hehehehehe."

Liu Guilan rolled her eyes at Wang An and said with great dissatisfaction:
"The older you get, the more flashy you become, but you're nothing special."

Wang An simply smiled secretly at Mu Xueqing without saying a word.

At Wang An's house, whenever Liu Guilan got angry, the smartest thing for everyone to do was to shut up, otherwise Liu Guilan would get more and more agitated and get more and more carried away.

And just like that, the pleasant atmosphere was instantly ruined by Liu Guilan's shouts.

After a while, Liu Guilan and the others continued washing the wheat, while Wang An said to Huang Zhong with a smile:
"Xiao Zhong, go and take the gun back to your room. After that, come out. I'll teach you how to skin a rabbit or something. You need to know at least something, right?"

Although Huang Zhong has a good personality and is very obedient, to be honest, those are the only two good qualities he has left.

Because this child knew so few chores, and his abilities were so limited, if it weren't for his pitiful state, Wang An felt that raising him would be less desirable than raising a donkey.

There's nothing we can do about it, that's just the truth!
Huang Zhong agreed and ran towards the old house with his gun.

Just as Wang An and his family were busy with their own work, the village loudspeaker suddenly blared.

"Attention, villagers of Kaoshantun! Take advantage of the good weather these days and make sure everyone airs out and sorts out the grain they're handing in. Otherwise, the grain might not be up to standard and will be returned, forcing you to go through all that trouble again. Does everyone understand? Especially those whose grain is all dirty and filthy, hurry up!"

"We have powerful backers."

Sun Dafu repeated it twice before turning off the microphone.

In the past, when the land was collectively managed, the village head was in charge of directing the villagers to take charge of these matters. Now that the land has been distributed to individual households, each person is responsible for their own affairs, and the village head only gives reminders.

However, it must be said that the requirements for the grain used to deliver grain to the state were extremely strict.

The grain must be clean and free of any impurities, and it must not be damp or moldy. On the other hand, the grain must be very plump and very dry.

In local parlance, it means you must have "grain that is upwind".

The so-called "grain upwind" refers to the grain that first falls to the ground during winnowing, when the wooden shovel throws the grain mixed with impurities into the air and the wind blows away the impurities and dust.

It's important to understand that only about half, or even less than half, of the grain in each shovel will fall to one side. So, to put it bluntly, although farmers work hard all year and finally harvest grain, they can't eat the fullest and cleanest grain themselves.

Even so, many times the grain submitted is deemed substandard, mostly because the grain is not plump enough or has too much moisture.

It's something that's really infuriating, even if you don't say it.

(End of this chapter)