Luo Yirui counted to three, and together, an adult and two children used all their strength, pressing their whole bodies against it, finally lifting the donkey cart upward.
Fu Xuan Ge and Jing Yuansi had already lifted the wooden boards and waited on one side. Seeing this, they both exerted effort, pushing one end of the wooden boards under the cart from beneath the wheel.
With something to support it, the wheel naturally wouldn't sink down again, but most of the cart's weight was still pressing on one wheel; one wooden board couldn't hold it. Moreover, one wooden board couldn't enable the cart to go up.
"Uncle, don't ease up, or the board will break," Luo Yirui shouted laboriously.
The man initially felt he couldn't hold on, but after hearing this, he exerted more force, pressing down again.
"Keep pushing the boards forward; after they're all in, someone come out and drive the cart!" Luo Yirui shouted.
