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

Chapter 385 Never Eaten Stale Food

For farmers, food is even more important than money.

However, if you understand the process of harvesting grain, then this kind of importance can be understood.

Wang An remembers that he learned the ancient poem "Ploughing the Field" when he was in the first grade of elementary school. This poem describes the whole process clearly.

Most importantly, Wang An could recite:
"When I hoe the field at noon, my sweat drips down to the ground. Who knows that every grain of rice on the table is the result of hard work?"

Of course, in the eyes of all farmers, these are not the most important things. In other words, hard work and fatigue are just trivial matters.

Because farmers are not afraid of hardship or fatigue.

But what really scares and terrifies farmers are disasters!
In the Northeast, droughts are basically non-existent because there is no shortage of water, but frost disasters, floods, hail and insect plagues are extremely common.

Can you imagine the pain of working hard for a whole year, only to get nothing in the end and even lose the seeds you planted?
So, when everyone returned to Wang An's house, the eldest uncle Wang Dashu said to Wang An:

"Xiao An, when are we going to dig up that granary?"

After Wang Dashu finished speaking, Wang Daliang and others also looked at Wang An.

It can be seen that everyone wants to dig out the food from the granary.

Wang An looked at the expressions of the crowd and said helplessly:

"I roughly calculated that the grain in the granary must be at least 50 to 60 years old. Even if we dig out the grain, what use would it be?"

Wang An’s words made everyone fall into deep thought.

But soon, Wang Dashu said, "Didn't I say that day, if people don't eat it, it's just for feeding animals."

Wang An looked at everyone's eyes, thought for a moment and then said:
"Let me tell you in advance. I'm afraid the food in there is poisonous, so my family doesn't want it. After they kill that big claw, you can go into the mountains and dig for it. Is that okay, sir?"

Wang Dashu was instantly delighted when he heard this, and nodded quickly:
"That's great, as long as you can loosen up, hahahaha."

After Wang Dashu finished speaking, he started laughing, and soon everyone started laughing too.

Only Wang Dazhu had a worried look on his face. He moved his mouth in agreement but did not laugh out loud.

The reason why Wang Dashu asked Wang An instead of making the decision to dig on his own was actually both the rule of mountain digging and human nature. After all, Wang An was the leader when they entered the mountain a few days ago.

The decision on whether to dig this grain cellar also lies in Wang An's hands.

Then, the whole family chatted for a while and then said goodbye and left.

After everyone had left, Wang Dazhu asked Wang An:

"How do you know that the grain in the granary is poisonous and can't be used? Didn't your uncle say that the grain is good for feeding livestock?"

Wang An laughed when he heard this and said, "Dad, think about it, if the grain is only stored for a few years, let alone decades, how will it taste?"

Wang Dazhu narrowed his eyes, thought carefully and said:
"I don't know. As far as I can remember, there has always been a shortage of food, and we have never eaten stale food."

Wang An, who had a smile on his face, was suddenly stunned.

Because what my dad said seems to be correct.

Many people may not understand what Wang Dazhu meant at all.

Before the land was distributed to each household, everything belonged to the collective, and the individual was merely a part of the collective.

So although the Northeast is a major grain-producing area, after the grain is harvested, it does not belong to individuals but must be handed in.

In other words, you grow the grain and you get a lot of harvest, but you have to know that no matter how much grain there is, it has nothing to do with you!
Because it's not yours, it's collective, you know?
And all the food needs to be redistributed.

Just imagine, if all the food grown belongs to the farmers, what will the city dwellers do?

Therefore, only the rations allocated to you belong to you.

Of course, there is one advantage here, that is, it does not matter whether you are old or young, widowed, sick or disabled, or whether you are in the labor force or not.

Even if you were born today, you will have a share when things are distributed tomorrow. Huaxia’s intention is that no one should be starved to death.

However, the rations allocated to you are definitely not enough!

This is the case all over the country, and no one can find fault with it.

This is a fact!
So what Wang An hates most is people who know nothing but can talk nonsense just by having a big mouth.

How could there be no food to eat in a grain-producing area? And the Northeast was the richest country at that time, extremely wealthy.

I am totally speechless!

What does wealth have to do with farmers?
Are there any farmers who work seriously on farming and become wealthy?

Remember this: if you can get rich by farming, then the whole of China will be full of rich people.

Hearing his father's words, Wang An blinked his eyes and opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Wang Dazhu continued to ask tentatively: "If the time comes, can I go with them to dig the granary?"

Wang An stopped him without hesitation and said:

"No, no, no, Dad, just stay home. When my uncle and his men come back after digging, you'll know what's going on."

Seeing his son so persistent, Wang Dazhu frowned and fell silent.

After returning to the house, Wang An, who had nothing to do, walked around the house twice and then found an excuse to go out.

It can be said that Wang An didn't go anywhere far. Instead, he took a walk and strolled to Shen Wei's house.

Wang An found that whenever he had some free time, his mind would be filled with thoughts of women.

If I can't have a good time a few times, I won't have the energy to do anything.

Wang An's arrival made Shen Wei, who was feeding the donkey, extremely happy, as if she was feeling the joy of "rain after a long drought".

Moreover, after not having been here for a few days, the donkey that Shen Wei bought from Wang An's house actually gave birth to a little donkey foal.

Moreover, this little donkey foal is a grass donkey, that is, a female donkey.

I have to say that since she started chatting with Wang An, not only has Shen Wei become more radiant and charming, but Shen Wei's family life has also been getting better and better.

The two smiled at each other, and walked into the house one after the other.

Without saying a word, they quickly took off their equipment.

As Xue Zi flew up and down and swayed left and right, Wang An felt as if his whole body was sublimated and he had a feeling of floating in the air.

Moreover, Wang An discovered that the two snowballs in front of him seemed to have grown a little bigger.

It’s really strange!

But I have to say that the feel is indeed better.

After several times, the two of them chatted naked for a while, and Wang An left Shen Wei's house contentedly.

Wang An discovered that whether it was Mu Xueqing or Shen Wei, or Fang Xiu'e and Lu Yueyue.

Although they didn't wear any makeup, at most putting some face cream on, but they all had their own body odor.

And this smell won't go away for a long time once it gets on my body.

So after Wang An came out of Shen Wei's house, he strolled towards the convenience store.

There is no purpose, I just want to get the smell off my body.

(End of this chapter)