"Those who ate first drank rice soup, which had less rice and more soup. We ate later, so our bowl was basically just rice."
"We can even ask Grandma Zhang to add some sugar for us. Oh, it smells so good."
Tiedan said this, smacking his lips twice, looking like he was savoring the taste.
"And what's left over are always meat buns."
"Grandma Zhang likes people who work quickly, especially those who come back with four carts of dirt. Grandma Zhang will be so happy that she will give you some extra rice porridge."
Tiedan felt secretly delighted when he saw the officers swallowing their saliva.
Rice porridge is meant to be drunk casually and is enough to fill you up.
As for the meat buns and vegetable buns, if there are a lot left, maybe I can give them to them.
After all, these people really did work hard.
If you work in Qianhuang City, you will definitely have food to eat, no matter who you are.
The officers looked at each other, their eyes full of desire for food.
"Dry!!!"
Gritting their teeth and stamping their feet, the officers rolled up their sleeves, gripped the shovels tightly with trembling hands, and continued to shovel the soil while gritting their teeth.
The chief officer was stunned for a moment, pulled the corners of his lips and sighed.
Anyway, there is only one more cart of soil, and with about ten people, each shoveling twenty or thirty shovels of soil, it will be almost full.
Pulling a four-cart back does look better than a three-cart.
Tiedan watched the officers move and grinned.
He quietly got up and walked to the side of the cart, and slapped the mud thrown into the cart by the officials to compact it.
It took the officers half an hour to get the last cart filled with almost as much mud as the previous ones.
By the end, the officers were so tired that they couldn't even lift their arms, and their palms were burning with pain.
The clothes were soaked through and water could be wrung out of them when I took them off.
Tiedan stopped encouraging the officers to get the fifth cart of mud.
These people are too tired to stand up, so there is no point in making big promises.
"Come, Master, I'll pull you."
Tiedan squatted by the ditch and reached out to pull the official who was climbing up.
The officers glanced at Tiedan and their mouths twitched twice.
I was really afraid that if they exerted force, they would pull this bean sprout-like iron egg into the pit.
However, the officers' legs were weak and it was really hard for them to climb up. After hesitating for a while, they finally grabbed Tiedan's black hand with their blistered hands.
Fortunately, although this child looks skinny, he still has some strength.
After the officers climbed up one after another, they all lay on the ground with their legs spread out, gasping for breath.
Tiedan didn't urge him, but just squatted aside and watched.
These officers were hungrier than he was and wanted to go back earlier than he did.
If we don't let them slow down, how would they have the strength to pull such a heavy cart?
After taking a short break, the officers were so tired that they wanted to close their eyes and sleep.
But their rumbling stomachs didn't give them any chance to rest, and urged them to stand up with gritted teeth.
The chief officer took a deep breath and looked at the mud on the cart, his head throbbing with pain.
The way back is not short, it is more than ten miles.
This is truly a sin...
"Three people share one cart, and the remaining two people pull the last cart. Tiedan will help."
The last car has a little less mud, so two people should be able to pull it.
After the officers had made their assignments, they began to walk back, panting as they pulled the heavy carts.
This section of road has not been repaired yet, it is full of potholes and it is very difficult to walk on.
The officers pulled the carts, and their shoulders, hands, and legs ached.
The officers, who had never suffered such great hardship, almost burst into tears.
What is this?
The fat supervisor over there was drinking porridge while anxiously stretching his neck to look towards the city gate.
It's lunchtime now. Everyone has finished lunch and gone to find a cool place to take a nap. Why haven't these officials come back yet?
You all look so tall and strong, why do you work so slowly?
Could it be that when he got there and saw that he had to dig soil, he just gave up and quit?
Why hasn’t Tiedan come back yet?
Those people took Tiedan away?
Not really. Tiedan is just an ordinary kid. There’s no point in arresting him.
The fat supervisor chuckled dryly, he really was full of wild thoughts.
Just when the fat supervisor was feeling uneasy, a group of people pulled a cart along the official road towards him.
"Oh, you're finally here."
The fat supervisor had been looking forward to the return of the officials for a long time, and his eyes were shining with excitement.
At this time, the supervisors who were resting in the open space all saw the moving four-cart of soil.
It's just a four-cart, but there's a lot of work to do.
They thought that with so many strong laborers pulling the soil, it would be possible for one person to carry a cart.
After all the trouble, we only got back four carts.
These police officers are still too weak. When they were young, it was no problem for them to carry six or seven carts of mud by themselves in the morning.
They built the house by hauling their own mud.
But no matter how little it is, it is better than nothing.
There are so many holes to fill in this cleared land, and a lot of soil is needed.
"Oh, I'm finally back. I'm waiting for you to have dinner."
The fat supervisor saw the officers pulling the carts and staggering, so he quickly put down his bowl and went to meet them.
The officers looked at the fat supervisor with resentment. If it weren't for the smell of food tempting them, they would not have been able to hold on until now.
Damn it, pulling a cart is more tiring than shoveling dirt.
The blisters on the palms of my hands from shoveling mud were rubbed open by the handles of the cart.
My shoulders were bleeding from being tied by the rope, and my sweat was sticking to the scars, which was really uncomfortable.
The fat supervisor ignored the looks of the officers and said with a smile,
"Oh, you guys came just in time, it's dinner time."
"Pull the cart to the side of the pit and you can eat."
Seeing that the officers looked like they were about to faint at any moment, the fat supervisor didn't have the courage to ask them to put the soil in the pit before eating.
Just quit while you're ahead.
He could tell at a glance that the four carts were loaded with solid mud, which at the very least could match the weight of the seven or eight carts pulled by the children.
The chief officer's mouth twitched twice, and he swallowed the fragrance of flowers and birdsong that was about to reach his lips with the words "I can eat".
After working hard for a long time, I always fail at the last moment.
If they get into a quarrel, they may not be able to defeat these old, weak and sick people even though they are exhausted now. After all, there are more of them.
The officers gritted their teeth, persevered, and exerted all their might, and finally managed to pull all the carts to the edge of the pit.
The moment the cart stopped, the officers collapsed to the ground, completely without any strength left.
Tiedan, who was pushing the cart behind, had a tired little face that was dark red.
The fat supervisor quickly went to the cook to get some meat buns, bent down and stuffed them into the hands of the officials lying half-dead on the ground.
"Eat meat buns, hot and fragrant..."
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