Corn Caring [Job][Solo]

Job Detail:

Never done with a days work, harvest was upon Mordecaiah in the up coming days. It wasn't long ago when he planted some seeds for season. This feeling of getting ready for harvest was the most excited he ever been to gather the crops. Just getting the feeling of missing the chance to gather the crops saddens his heart, so he was up bright and early. Gloves on and tighten to go out and pick the corn. Dancing around the kitchen with glee along his face, unnamed wife was woke and just smiling at her boy being so excited about today. Montague was still occupied with his sleep, lately he's been working on some task in his study.

The piglet had been staying inside Mordecaiah's room for a while and today, he was going to allow him it to go back to the 'Pig's Pit' like the others. Heading back upstairs to get the piglet to let out his room. Kind of lay'd back at this point turning the knob to his door, as the piglet came rushing out the room at full health. Chugging down the stairs toward the screen door heading off to the porch. Mordecaiah just followed behind laughing at the little piglet as it trailed off toward the pig's pit. The little piglet return to the horde of large pigs. It was pleasant this evening as filled with some oinking and casual mooing from the cows.

Leaving the pigs to their business, grabbing a couple of sacks looking at the corn field. His eye enlarged at the site of having to spend the remainder of the day having to pick corn, than carry to the silo to clean. Getting cheeky, he'd think of the blue birds. They could possibly assistance him in carrying the sacks to the silo he thought. Dropping his head low walking forward to the field, looking at the rows. Turning over to look at a clock hanging on the barn door, than back at the crop. Starting to pick at the end of the corn, pulling off the stems, than twisting it to pull from the plant before placing it inside the bag. Continuing the method for the remainder of crop, with the draw back of having to get other backs. Sweat dripping down his forehead and his shirt stained with dirt spots, was he'd carry two bags toward the silo's unloading the picked corn into it.

Heading back over to gather up the other two bags remaining out of four more left. Carrying the bags with the support of his legs which was probably not the best idea, but using his back wouldn't help either. Focus on getting the last two bags pour into the silo and starting the cleaning process. Only thing Mordecaiah was kind of glad about since it was something he didn't need to do manually. Pressing a couple of buttons and leaving the silo, he'd walk over to the front porch to see Montague. Montague however was inside sitting in his chair, with a mug. Mordecaiah walked through the front door, and glanced at Montague. They made eye contacted and without speaking Montague nodded leaving Morde to himself for now. Montague got up and went out the front door to the silo to finish the harvesting with the cleaning process. Mordecaiah went into his room to take his cloths off. Proceeding to sleep in his underwear, taking a much needed nap.

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