67 Not Donkey Dung
âYou donât have to worry about the money. Youâll be a huge help to me if you recuperate now.â
After Old Madam Wang finished speaking, she did not care what Wang Chuangui thought. She turned around and left the house to welcome Little Ah Yu.
Wang Chuangui looked at Old Madam Wangâs back and swallowed the words in his heart. He actually wanted to tell his mother that he seemed to have some feeling in his legs in the past few days.
But he did not know if he was hallucinating.
But if not for this pair of legs, their family would not be in so much debt. Moreover, there was still the huge sum of money owed by his parents.
With one less worker in the family, there was one less person to earn money, and one more person to hold them back. Their lives were especially difficult.
âItâs been five years, what are you still hoping for!â Wang Chuangui suddenly punched his leg.
In the next moment, his expression stiffened.
âHiss-it hurts!â
He almost cried out in pain, but there was no sadness on his face, only joy.
âAh Yu, did you find something good to show Grandma?â Old Madam Wangâs loud voice sounded, causing Wang Chuangui to restrain his expression.
He had to wait a little longer. He could only feel pain now, itâs not like they had healed.
On the way, Wang Wulang and the others tried to persuade Ah Yu to throw the items away a few times, but she was very stubborn and insisted on bringing it back for Grandma and Mother to see.
Not only was she unwilling to throw it away, but she also did not allow them to.
The boys were all very miserable. They could already imagine the scene of them being beaten up.
Sigh, their sister did not listen to them.
Forget it, they could only dote on their sister.
Wasnât it just a beating? It would pass quickly if they endured it.
They could not possibly snatch Little Sister Ah Yuâs things and throw them away, right?
Just as Little Ah Yu walked to the entrance of the courtyard, Old man Wang saw from afar that the grandsons following behind seemed to have something in their pockets.
When they slowly approached and saw the things in their pockets, Old man Wang frowned so hard that water could be squeezed out of his brows. âWhy did you bring back donkey dung?!â
Wang Chuanman happened to hear this and leaned over to take a look. He first laughed loudly. âHahahaha, donât these unlucky children find it smelly?â
âLittle Sister Ah Yu asked us to pick it up...â Wang Qilang muttered softly.
The smile on Wang Chuanmanâs face froze as he looked at Little Ah Yu. Indeed, he saw a hurt expression on his daughterâs face.
He hurriedly said, âYes, I donât think this is a donkey dung. Donkey dung is very smooth. This looks a little prickly. Itâs not as good-looking as a donkey dung...â
In the end, the more he spoke, the sadder Little Ah Yu became.
As soon as Old Madam Wang walked out, she saw Little Ah Yuâs mouth pouted, looking like she was about to cry.
âAiyo, my good child, whatâs wrong? Why are you unhappy again?â
âFather scolded me.â Little Ah Yu stretched out her little finger and pointed at Wang Chuanman.
Old Madam Wang had also heard what he said just now. Without thinking, she casually grabbed something from the side and threw it over.
âWang Chuanman! Youâre the stupid donkey dung. You only know how to bully people every day. How old are you already? Can you be more careful?! Get up and move aside!â
Wang Chuanman was already used to being scolded by his mother. When something was thrown over, he dodged it very skillfully.
He grinned. âHey, Mother, I didnât know that Ah Yu picked it up.â
If he had known, he would not have said that in front of his precious daughter.
âHey, my basket!â Old man Wang hurriedly shouted. âHurry up and pick it up. Do you still need your father to pick it up!â
Wang Chuanman: â...â
The grandsons did not dare to move. They all stood in line in the courtyard with âdonkey fecesâ in their pockets.
They looked like they were waiting to be beaten up.
âLittle Sister Ah Yu wanted it...â Wang Liulang said softly.
However, Wang Wulang said, âWe agreed too!â
With that, he gestured at Liulang.
Little Sister Ah Yu was still so young. If she was beaten up, how could she withstand it?
Seriously, how could he betray such a cute sister?
âAh Yu, youâre tired, right? Come, let Grandma see what youâve found.â
Although she said that, Old Madam Wang did not think that Little Ah Yu could find anything good.
Little Ah Yu obediently handed over her small flower basket. She pulled open the big leaves wrapped around it and raised it in her hand as if she was presenting a treasure.
âGrandma, look, thereâs so much!â
At first glance, Old Madam Wang also thought that it was donkey feces that Little Ah Yu had picked up somewhere.
There was a donkey in their village previously, and Village Chief Hu especially treasured it. From time to time, he would pull the donkey around the village, saying that he wanted it to rest.
Then the donkey would always defecate everywhere.
There were always a few children in the village who liked to play with donkey feces.
There were also some who liked to play with cow dung, but after the cow dung was dried, there was no stench at all. However, it was not necessarily the case for donkey dung.
Old Madam Wang took a closer look and her expression turned slightly cold. âAh Yu, where did you find this?â
...
âOn the mountain!â Little Ah Yu pointed her little finger at the mountain and drew another circle in front of her chest. âUnder a very big tree, Ah Yu dug a pit. They were in the pit!â
Wang Wulang shouted from the side, âGrandma, itâs a pine tree. Itâs buried under the pine tree. I donât know who buried it.â
The person was too wicked. He did not bury it further away, causing Little Sister Ah Yu to find it.
âYeah.â
Old Madam Wang walked over and pulled over the basket that she had used to throw at Wang Chuanman.
After some thought, she returned to the house and took out a bamboo basket filled with eggs to store the truffles in the small flower basket.
She asked her grandsons to put it in too.
Wang Chuanman was confused. âMother, are you really going to keep this donkey dung?â
Although he knew that his mother doted on Ah Yu a lot, wasnât this a little too much?
He still remembered that when Ah Yu first came to the house, she was a little shy.
She was much more cheerful now. She was even pretending to be pitiful just now!
...
However, Wang Chuanman was quite happy. It was better for his daughter to be more lively.
âMother, this wonât do. What if Ah Yu also thinks that this donkey dung is something good in the future and runs off to play...â This was what Wang Chuanman was worried about.
âYouâre the only one who knows how to talk, right? Are you done fetching water? Are you done hoeing the fields? Are the chicken coops fixed?â
With every question from Old Madam Wang, Wang Chuanmanâs aura weakened. In the end, he was forced by Old Madam Wang to pick up the bucket and escape.
âMother, Iâll go now!â
After Old Madam Wang packed the things, she said to Liu Shi, âWe bought a basin of pig intestines. Cut out a kilogram of meat today.â
She planned to give the other meat to the wivesâ families.
Liu Shi nodded and Old Madam Wang walked out.
âGrandma, where are you going?â Little Ah Yu hurriedly asked.
Old Madam Wang said, âGrandma will go look for Doctor Hu. Go home and play for a while. Grandma will be back later.â
Little Ah Yu nodded. âYes, yes. Be careful on the way.â This was something Little Ah Yu had recently learned.
âOkay.â
Other than Little Ah Yu, everyone in the Wang Family thought that Old Madam Wang had thrown away those donkey feces when Little Ah Yu was not paying attention.
Instead, Old Madam Wang carried the basket of truffles straight to Doctor Huâs house.
Doctor Hu was drying herbs in the courtyard when Old Madam Wang placed the basket in her hand onto his pile of herbs.
Bang!
âHey, Auntie Wang, these are-â Doctor Hu was about to say something when his pupils constricted when he saw the things in the basket.
âThis, this, this-this canât be truffles, right? Or black truffles?!â