Chapter 1581

Tommy fumed, saying, "It serves him right, having to suffer despite his old age!" However, Matthew felt unsettled. As a kid, he had watched his grandfather work the fields. Back then, there were no tractors or trucks—just two oxen pulling a heavy stone roller across the wheat. Mornings were spent harvesting. At noon, the grain was left to dry, and by early afternoon, his grandfather would hitch the oxen and start crushing the dried stalks. Like the old man now, his grandfather's skin was dark and weathered due to the glaring sun. He would squint as he called out to the animals. Nonetheless, times had changed. It was rare to see farm animals anymore. Even if people still raised cattle, it was for profit, not for plowing fields or pulling stone rollers. These days, livestock had it easy—plenty to eat, fresh water to drink, and even planned breeding when the time came. Even oxen did not have to work anymore. Yet, this old man was still out here. Matthew sighed and muttered, "Man, e