Chapter 486: and mud wall
Besides, these skinny kids really need a lesson.
So it was such a happy decision to send all the brats to work on the mountain the next day.
The children who heard the news were not afraid at all.
For them, they are playing everywhere, and they can\'t wait to go up the mountain.
I usually play near my home, and my family disagrees when I go a little farther away.
This time I can go up the mountain, no matter whether it is work or doing something, it doesn’t matter.
One by one started to look forward to it at night, and the next morning, without being called by adults, they all got up early.
Xu Haiyuan and the others still run to Han’s house every morning, and come back after boxing and martial arts.
However, today was obviously different from usual. Not only Yang Haoyu came back together, but even the boys from the Han family all followed.
"Uncle, my grandfather heard that Pingping and the others were going to work in the mountains, so he sent us over and asked us to help."
Han Limin\'s boss, Han Zhenwen said excitedly.
Xu Shiyan froze for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly.
No need to guess, it must be that these few did not do good things at home and **** off the family.
As soon as he heard that Xu Jinping and the others were going to work in the mountains, Han Wenzhong simply sent them along.
It’s not asking them to help, it’s purely letting the children go up the mountain to suffer and have a long memory.
However, seeing the excited faces of the children, Xu Shiyan suddenly felt that this trick might be useless.
Forget it, since it’s been agreed, don’t care about whether it’s useful or not, let them go up the mountain for a few days and suffer a little.
Just like that, the children from each family, except Xu Haiyuan, all over the age of eight went up the mountain.
Forget about those under the age of eight, they are too young to do anything, and they have to be taken care of.
Huang Shengli and Zhao Jianshe drove, the younger children sat in the driver\'s seat, and the older children sat in the front car.
Su Anying and Yang Chunming were also sitting in the cart, and had to watch over the children so that nothing would happen to these bratty children.
The site of the machine repair factory is on the road to Quanyang, after passing the Liumaohe work area and walking north for a while.
The ginseng land is not on the side of the road, so you need to walk a long way inside, and there is no road, only the tractor road for harvesting in winter.
Huang Shengli and the others drive a new car that was brought back a while ago, how could they be willing to build it to death?
So they parked the car on the side of the road, and everyone got out of the car and walked inside.
The children each brought dry food and water, got out of the car and walked in together.
Children these days are naughty all the time, they really don’t care about walking this way.
After walking for about half an hour, I finally arrived at the Shendi inside.
Last year, I bought two tractors with a rotary cultivator, which are specially used for tilling the soil.
What about the two thousand feet of ginseng soil, how can it be done in a few days? The tractor and the rotary cultivator cannot run back and forth every day, and they can only be placed on the mountain at night.
At night, someone had to stay and look after them, so Feng Chao, Huang Shengli and others built a shack next to the ginseng ground.
These days, a few people are on duty on the mountain in shifts to guard the tractor and those machines.
This is also the reason why the small house was built so early, mainly to get a place to live, otherwise, who can afford to sleep in a shack all day long?
Looking at the small house on the mountain, of course, it doesn’t have to be built with bricks and tiles like the house at home.
Most of them are smashed and rammed with yellow mud, or nailed up with wooden planks and branches inside, and yellow mud is pasted on the outside.
The small house here also adopts a similar method. A simple house frame is first nailed up with wooden boards and branches, and then yellow mud is pasted on it, and then smoothed.
Of course, this paste yellow mud is not simply smeared with a mud trowel, it will not hang at all.
First mix the loess with pagoda grass or hemp knife, add water, and then grab the yellow mud with your hands and throw it on the frame of the house.
The harder the fall, the stronger the hanging. Wait until the wall is covered with a thick layer of mud, and then smooth it with a mud trowel.
This job sounds interesting and not too difficult, but in fact, it is so exhausting that I will die.
After falling in the mud all day, not to mention the sore arms, there are mud spots from head to toe.
Xu Shiyan asked the children to do this job.
Isn’t it possible to do it? Don\'t you usually like to play with mud? This time, let you have enough fun, and keep it in the future, so you don’t want to play with mud anymore.
"Yang Jianguo, Han Zhenwen, you two used a guillotine to cut those pagoda grasses section by section.
It must not be too long, so be careful with your hands.
Others, those who should carry the soil should carry the soil, there is a big bubble over there, carry the water, and mix the mud later. "
This mud cannot be cured the first day, or it will harden overnight, and you have to work again.
So most of them wake up in the morning and use it after waking up for a while, which is just right.
Anyway, several parents have discussed it, and this time the children will be harmed, otherwise they will be full of dirt all day long.
Come up to the mountain this time and let them do whatever they want, as long as they do the job well, they will be beaten if they don’t do it well.
Children usually like to poke mud and water, and they just look at it, and no one takes it to heart.
So there was no delay in cutting the grass that should be cut, and those who should lift the soil and water.
Usually, they have seen how the adults in the family get along with each other, so no one is afraid.
Bring back the loess and pile it up, dig a hole in the middle, put the pagoda grass cut into sections on it, and then pour water into the hole.
Soak for a while, and start turning the soil with a shovel.
Let’s work on this, it’s definitely different from doing it yourself.
In the past, adults and mud at home seemed to be quite simple, but in fact, it was not until they did it that they realized that this thing is really not easy.
The water is disobedient. Wherever there is less soil, you will run there. If you don’t pay attention, the water will leak, so quickly find a way to pinch a shovel of soil to block it.
The water was blocked in the east and the west was blocked, and finally the water did not leak out, but it had to be reconciled. During this reconciliation, water was flowing everywhere, and they hurriedly rowed together.
The shovel was stained with muddy water, and it became a lump after a while. The soil was all stuck to the shovel, and it was too old to be lifted.
Oops, everyone stopped laughing now, and quickly thought of a way, find a piece of wood and scrape the shovel to scrape off all the yellow mud, and then stir the pile of mud again.
After a lot of effort, I finally mixed the pile of yellow mud evenly, put it there to wake up for a while, and then the group of children started to play.
There are small rubber buckets specially made on the mountain, and each person fills a bucket of yellow mud and carries it to the base of the wall.
Then I dug a lump of mud out with my hands, and with all my strength, I threw it **** the wall, regardless of where I fell, as long as I fell on it.
"Yes, put in a little more effort and be stronger.
Look at each one of them, they didn’t eat. Just as you fell into the mud, before you wiped the wall, it all fell down.
Work hard, whoever doesn\'t work hard will not let him eat at noon today. "
Zhao Jianshe took some time to come back and take a look. Seeing that the children fell badly, he even demonstrated and taught them.
"Just do as I do, no one is allowed to be lazy, I see whoever is lazy, just go home and wait to be beaten."
(end of this chapter)