Chapter 10: Corn Stalks Can Quench Thirst

After lunch, Xu Fusheng came to Yan Moshan with a few iron shovels and threw them into the yard with a "bang". "Moshan, find a handy one and dig this big hole with me today."

"I have to go to the village party secretary's house to drink at the wedding!" Yan Moshan chewed the cold dishes with big mouthfuls. He had not forgotten what Fan Baoshun said this morning.

"What wedding is your turn to drink?" Hu Guiying asked.

"Didn't Zaoni from the village party secretary's family get admitted to a key university in the city? I ran into the village party secretary when I went to the village to buy cigarettes this morning. He told me to go drink this afternoon."

When Xu Fusheng heard this, his face became long, "Another hundred yuan, that's not a penny less."

"He didn't let me bring a gift money?" Yan Moshan asked.

"What do you know? How can this gift money be less?" Xu Fusheng thought to himself, well, when the land is divided at the end of the year, I will ask him for a few acres of thick land and see if he will give me face. Xu Fusheng walked into the house, took out a hundred-yuan bill from under the bed, and shook it with a crisp sound, "Moshan, take this money, don't forget to give it to Secretary Fan when you drink in the afternoon."

Yan Moshan hurried over, "Uncle San, don't worry, this money won't be wasted."

"Don't worry whether it's wasted or not, hurry up and finish eating and go down the mountain, and see if you have time to do the work in the orchard." After Xu Fusheng finished speaking, he picked up a hoe and walked towards the big pit on the ground. After just two steps, he turned back and shouted, "Hu Guiying, why don't we get an eel to try at noon to save some confidence!"

"Okay, hurry up and do your work, don't keep nagging." Hu Guiying said impatiently.

Xu Fusheng went down to the pit, Yan Moshan finished a pot-cake in his hand, took a handful of hoe and was about to go down the mountain.

"Moshan, wait a minute." Hu Guiying came out of the stove with a leek cake in her hand. "The work in the orchard is all physical work. Take it with you."

"I'm full, aunt." Yan Moshan looked at Hu Guiying gratefully. He felt that Hu Guiying was the only one who loved him the most in the world.

"No, aunt, I have to save my stomach to go to Fan Baoshun's house for dinner. Otherwise, I'll take Xiaona with me when the time comes."

"What to bring? Don't bring it, so that people won't gossip. Just eat your fill." Hu Guiying said and went back into the kitchen.

Yan Moshan didn't say anything, and went down the mountain carrying a cattail.

It was noon, the sun was shining directly on his head, and Yan Moshan felt very hot. "Oh, I have so much strength in my body, but I can't stand the heat of the sun? It's almost hairless." Yan Moshan walked listlessly on the road leading to the orchard carrying the cattail.

Suddenly, he swept his eyes to a cornfield on the side of the road. The corn was very tall and the cobs were full. He knew that this was an early-maturing corn. He could dig it now and cook it directly in the pot, and then sell it at the village market. There are still several families in the village who grow cornfields like this. There are also soybeans on the side of the road. The seedlings are half a person tall and the pods are bulging.

Yan Moshan felt very friendly when he saw these farmers. He couldn't help but pinch a handful of bean pods and put them in his pocket. When he got to the field, he roasted them over the fire. The taste was still good.

But this didn't quench his thirst. Yan Moshan turned his head and looked around to see that there was no one around. He bent down and got into the cornfield. The corn stalks were very strong and full of water. Yan Moshan broke off a thick and straight one, pulled out the corn leaves in a few seconds, and grabbed the corn stalk and started chewing it.

"It's really sweet. This taste is probably sweeter than the sugarcane that Fan Zaoni chewed!" Yan Moshan hugged a corn stalk and sat on the iron cattail, enjoying this feeling very much.

After eating three sections in a row, he finally quenched his thirst. Yan Moshan also shoveled off the remaining sections, took them in his hand and went out of the cornfield. He looked up and saw someone coming. Yan Moshan immediately became alert. He looked closely and found that it was Erlangzi's mother Liu Shuying.

Yan Moshan thought again and felt that something was wrong. This early-maturing cornfield belonged to Erlangzi. What should he do? Liu Shuying just caught him red-handed.