1986: Old Stories in Northeast China

"Hey..., when can we finish shoveling this cow dung? We have to spread it out, there's snow on it."

Chen Tiezhu sighed in a pretentious manner, put down the shovel, and picked up the stacking fork.

Seeing Chen Tiezhu walk to the side and tidy up the cow dung pile, Zhang Guangliang, who was lying on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how he thought about it, he felt angry.

After visiting his grandfather who was sick from anger, he passed by Chen Tiezhu's house and saw that there was no light in the house, so he had evil thoughts.

But before he could really destroy it, Chen Tiezhu came back.

At this time, Chen Tiezhu poked a fork at the cow dung pile, and then threw it hard, directly to the side of the fermentation tank.

This fork of cow dung achieved a precise and comprehensive attack on Zhang Guangliang.

Being hit by the cow dung, Zhang Guangliang didn't dare to move. Although it was light, it also made him feel sick.

I was also angry in my heart. I will tear all your plastic sheets when you return to the house.

Seeing that he did not move, Chen Tiezhu was even happier.

He threw forkfuls of cow dung over there, muttering as he did so, just to throw more.

Three or five forks of cow dung were nothing, but what if you threw twenty or thirty forks of cow dung?

His forkfuls were much more than others.

Zhang Guangliang was a little entangled now.

Although he could still breathe, the cow dung pressing on his body was not pleasant, and it was getting heavier.

How could you lie?

Didn't you want to spread it out to dry? You are turning it over.

He wanted to move but didn't dare to.

He wanted to move because the cow dung was really disgusting. He didn't dare to move because he was afraid of being discovered by Chen Tiezhu, which would be too embarrassing.

"Haven't you finished turning the pile yet?"

At this time, Han Xiuying's voice came from the back door.

Zhang Guangliang was overjoyed to hear this.

"After turning the pile, let's clean up the cow dung. It's snowing, and it's all wet on top." Chen Tiezhu said.

While saying this, he waved at Han Xiuying.

"What are you doing?" Han Xiuying came over and asked curiously.

"Diudiu, dingdengdeng, dingdengdeng, dingdengdeng, dingdengdeng, diudiu..."

"What are you doing? Are you crazy again?" Han Xiuying said helplessly.

"Hehe, isn't it that I'm happy today?" Chen Tiezhu said happily, and threw a fork over.

"When I have money, I will buy a TV and watch Journey to the West. How come Sun Wukong, who is so powerful, is trapped under the Five Elements Mountain?"

"No matter how powerful he is, he can't escape the Five Fingers Mountain of Tathagata Buddha." Han Xiuying said, and stretched out her hand and grabbed it proudly.

"Hey, I won't run away even if you ask me to." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Go away, you are so careless. When can't you do it? Why do you have to turn over the manure pile in the middle of the night?" Han Xiuying said.

"I'm planning to call Liu Dayou tomorrow and ask him to send the remaining manure back." Chen Tiezhu said.

"Look at this manure pile. Do you think if I make fingers on it, can it be comparable to the Five Fingers Mountain?"

"You are talking nonsense. That's the Five Elements Mountain. Besides, those are all myths. There is no such mountain." Han Xiuying rolled her eyes at him.

"Don't do it yet. Doudou just dozed off. If you go back late and make her feel alert, she might not want to sleep until sometime in the evening."

Zhang Guangliang, who was under the dung heap, breathed a sigh of relief. This police comrade was sensible.

Go home and coax Doudou to sleep, and run away as soon as possible.

"Don't worry. How come you look so good?" Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Are you done?" Han Xiuying was really angry.

But Chen Tiezhu blinked and pointed his mouth towards the dung heap.

Han Xiuying was stunned and made a "something is going on" shape with her mouth.

Chen Tiezhu smiled and nodded, "We rural people can't be lazy. If we see work, we have to do it. Do you want to do two forks?"

"Well..., that's fine." Han Xiuying nodded, with excitement in her eyes.

With a three-pronged fork in hand, he poked a fork, walked over happily, and threw it on the dung heap.

"Don't mention it, it's really good to work." Han Xiuying said with a smile.

Zhang Guangliang, who was under the dung heap, wanted to curse.

Aren't you thinking about coaxing Doudou to sleep? Why are you lying? What are you doing with the dung heap?

"You fiddle with the forks first, I'll take a break." Chen Tiezhu said and gestured.

"Well, I haven't worked for a long time."Chen Xiuying responded.

Zhang Guangliang was already covered with cow dung, so he could only hear them talking vaguely.

He was even more angry, and he had changed his target.

Not only did he have to tear off the plastic sheeting on Chen Tiezhu's fermentation tank, he also had to destroy the roof of the mushroom house over there.

Who would work in the middle of the night without sleeping? Have you ever thought about others?

"Hey..., Yingzi, the more I look at you, the more beautiful you are. Let's talk to each other secretly."

"Why are you so annoying? What do you want to say?"

"I just think you are pretty. Can you accompany me to the provincial capital? Otherwise, I don't know the way."

"You are so annoying..."

"Oh, mother, it smells so good."

"I'm going to cut you, so be honest." "

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Zhang Guangliang was furious when he heard this. These were pure bastards. How could they flirt next to a dung pile?

And at this moment, he felt that the cow dung on his body seemed to have become heavier.

He didn't care. He had already suffered so much, so he just held on a little longer.

But why was this wrong? Why was it getting heavier?

While thinking about it, he felt a chill on his neck.

He touched his mouth and nose with his hand and felt it was wet.

Zhang Guangliang felt so disgusted that he didn't care about being discovered. He retched twice.

"Eh? What's that thing yelling? "Chen Tiezhu's voice came again.

Zhang Guangliang was frightened and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

After covering it, he remembered that this hand had just touched the feces.

He was disgusted and couldn't bear it.

He had already thought about it. When he got out, he would take advantage of Chen Tiezhu's distraction and run away quickly.

Is it so easy to crawl out from under the wet feces?

At this moment, he thought of Monkey King. He suffered no less than Monkey King.

Finally, he saw some light, and victory was in sight.

Zhang Guangliang encouraged himself in his heart, and hated Chen Tiezhu even more in his heart.

This sin should not be in vain.

His hand felt the cold air outside, but his heart was sweeter than eating honey.

"Ah, where did such a big rat come from? "

Just as his head came out, Chen Tiezhu's voice came over, and the slap of the flail was firmly pressed on his shoulders.

Zhang Guangliang was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the two people squatting on both sides watching the excitement.