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

Chapter 761: Sad and Helpless
While Wang An was laying the foundation, his second uncle Wang Dazhui and his father Wang Li finally came back driving their hand tractors.

Of course, the two tractor buckets were loaded with two full carts of stones.

As for those who took the car to blast rocks in the morning, none of them came back. They are still on the stone mountain, burning fire, pouring water and blasting rocks.

Seeing the trucks coming back, the group of people led by Uncle Wang Daliang began to unload stones again. It was not until then that Wang An deeply felt the backwardness of productivity in that era.

Because no matter whether it is the truck bed of a hand tractor or a four-wheeled vehicle, or the truck bed used by those older ladies, none of them have a tipping function.

Therefore, not only loading but also unloading depends entirely on manpower.

It would be great if it had a tipping function, so that a whole truckload of stones could be unloaded in a "crash".

Fortunately, except for Wang An, everyone present didn't feel anything and they were all working enthusiastically.

In this way, the morning passed quickly amidst the busyness of everyone.

Lunch was the same as breakfast, consisting of steamed buns made of a small amount of white flour and a large amount of corn flour, but the quantity was larger. There were more than 400 large buns weighing half a pound each, and they were steamed.

I have to say that although the helpers were very busy this morning, the dozen or so female comrades were also not idle at all.

This can be clearly seen from the more than 400 steamed buns and the two large iron pots outside that have never been turned off.

As for the widow Li, Liu Guilan did not let her do physical work, but like all the other female comrades, she either kneaded dough, cut vegetables, or made fire.

As for Widow Li's two children, the older one is already fourteen or fifteen years old, and he has done a lot of work within his ability, so he can be considered as not eating for free.

Of course, these things don’t matter to Liu Guilan. Since she is here, she can do some work if she is sensible, and forget it if she is not. She can’t let others starve.

During lunch, the people who came to help naturally couldn't help but praise him again.

There was meat in the morning dishes, and there was meat in the lunch dishes as well. Each person was given 5 steamed buns, which weighed more than 2 kilograms.

It can be said that the food at Wang An’s house is really no worse than their New Year’s Eve dinner.

The most important thing is that the meat in the dish are all real big slices of meat, the kind that sizzles with oil when you take a bite. It is really delicious and satisfying.

It's not like what most people do, where there is normally no meat in the dishes. Even if there is meat, it is chopped into dumpling filling and put into the dishes. It looks like a lot, but in fact, you can't even pick up a chicken feather with a chopstick.

Of course, this is a very normal thing, and no one will say anything. Every family is poor, and every family lacks food. It is good enough to have something to eat. Why is there so much trouble?
After lunch, everyone got up and went home.

Normally, helpers have to go home for a rest at noon, but the word "rest" is a general word. To be more precise, it means going home for a rest.

Taking this opportunity, everyone will take their own big bowl or small basin home.

As for what's in the bowl or basin, and what's bulging in the bag, it's something everyone knows.

Those who are very family-oriented, which is the majority of people, have both meat and tofu in their bowls. The common dried cabbage is basically gone, and in their pockets, there are most likely three half-broken steamed buns.

For those who are well-off, there is only meat in their bowls, no vegetables or tofu, and maybe one or two steamed buns. As for those who only care about themselves, they go home empty-handed, without even a bowl, and may have a steamed bun in their pockets, or nothing at all.

On the one hand, I went out to help in order to pay back the wages, and on the other hand, it was just to have a few full meals. However, these meals were not really "full", to be precise, they were only half full.

For adults of this generation, regardless of gender, they can easily finish two and a half pounds of steamed buns in one meal without feeling bloated.

But this food can be eaten in one meal, and there is still some left to take home and share with my wife and children.
I have to say, this is also a very sad, yet heartbreaking and helpless thing!

Wang An watched as everyone went home with their bowls or basins smiling, and he actually felt very frustrated in his heart.

Because before he was reborn, his father Wang Dazhu did the same thing!
At that time, when Wang Dazhu went out to help out, he would never come back empty-handed. When he had less, he would bring back one steamed bun, and when he had more, he would bring back two. Occasionally, he could even find a few small pieces of meat in the half-broken steamed bun.
To be honest, Wang An was always puzzled by this matter at that time. There was clearly meat, but there were only a few small cubes.

It was not until then that Wang An knew where the diced meat came from.

Subconsciously, Wang An looked at his father Wang Dazhu. It turned out that his father was actually quite handsome.

Noticing Wang An's look, Wang Dazhu thought Wang An had something to say. After waiting for a long time without Wang An opening his mouth, Wang Dazhu glared at Wang An fiercely, and then said unhappily:
"What are you?"

Wang An blinked his eyes and said provocatively with a smile:
"Hey, why are you?"

We have to admit that in the Northeast, many tragedies have occurred just because of these two simple lines of dialogue: "What are you looking at?" and "What's wrong with me looking at you?"

When Wang Dazhu heard these four words, he was visibly stunned for a moment, and then he jumped on the spot like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey and rushed towards Wang An.

At the same time, Wang Dazhu gnashed his teeth and cursed:

"You little bastard, you dare to talk to your father like that. I think your skin is getting tight again."

However, although Wang Dazhu's reaction speed was fast, Wang An's long legs were even faster. Before Wang Dazhu could get to him, Wang An disappeared in a flash.

At this time, Aunt Xu Yongfeng suddenly smiled and said to Liu Guilan:

"Xiao An is already so old, but he's still playing tricks on his father, huh?"

Liu Guilan smiled happily and said:
"Yeah, he's naughty with everyone, including me. He's always acting weird."

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

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

When Liu Guilan heard this, her face immediately became full of proud smiles, but then she said in a very humble tone:
"There's nothing else to worry about. He's married and his house is about to be built. I don't have to worry about him anymore."

The women were chatting together, but Wang An did not run around aimlessly, as he ran back to the homestead in the west.

(End of this chapter)