Looking at Xiao Mozheng and others coming hand in hand, Daohua put down the red dates in her hands, wiped her hands and said with a smile: "Hey, these noble young masters are here, I almost thought you were absconding in fear of crime just now?

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Xiao Mozhen smiled coquettishly: "Auntie, we knocked over the mooncakes in the kitchen and came here to admit our mistake."

Daohua looked at the little carrot heads in front of her: "You all know that you are wrong?"

Dao Zi and others nodded quickly: "We were wrong."

Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very good. Knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements. Making mistakes is not terrible. The terrible thing is knowing that you are wrong, but you still refuse to admit it and make the same mistake again and again."

"You are all good children. Since you took the initiative to admit your mistakes, your punishment can be slightly lowered."

Hearing this, Xiao Moqing became anxious: "Auntie, we have already admitted our mistakes, do you still want to punish us?"

Daohua's smile remained unchanged: "Of course, although you admitted your mistake, the mistake has been made. Do you know how many mooncakes you knocked over before?"

Xiao Moreng and others stopped talking.

Daohua: "The kitchen steward just came over and said that a total of 250 mooncakes were knocked over. Not to mention how much time the cook spent making these mooncakes, you know how much food these 250 mooncakes cost.

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Seeing that although her son had his head hanging down, there was not much guilt on his face, and several of his grandsons looked disapproving, Daohua was silent for a moment:

"You are in a wealthy family, you have been well-clothed and well-fed since childhood, and you have no shortage of food or clothing. You don't know how hard-earned food is and how precious it is."

"You have wasted so much food today, and I will not punish you specially. Zhuangzi is busy with the autumn harvest right now. You go to the fields in Zhuangzi and collect the wasted food. This matter is over."<

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Hearing this, Xiao Mozhen breathed a sigh of relief. Two hundred and fifty moon cakes should not require much food, and they can be collected quickly.

Dao Zi and Xiao Moqing are eager to try it. They go to Zhuangzi and can go out to play. This punishment is really great.

Daohua looked at the happy expressions of the little guys and said with a smile: "Remember, you guys knocked over the mooncakes, so after going to Zhuangzi, you can't ask others to help, can you do it?"

Daozi immediately loudly assured: "Yes!"

Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very good, I believe you are all good children who keep your word."

Seeing the wolf-like grandmother's smile on her mother's face, Daozi felt a little uneasy. It shouldn't be difficult to collect food, right?

That night, when each family came to the palace to pick up the emperor's grandson, Gu Yu smiled and talked about how the emperor's grandson would go to Zhuangzi tomorrow to experience life.

"The princess has said that this is just her way of punishing my young prince. If you don't agree, the emperor's grandsons don't have to go tomorrow. After all, you are the emperor's grandson's guardians."

Go to Zhuangzi, An, and the Du family have no objections. In addition, the emperor's grandsons have not gone out to play since they came to Xiliang, so they readily agreed.

Early the next morning, under the escort of the escort team and led by Chu Lang and Dong Li themselves, Dao Zi and Xiao Mo Reng rode a carriage to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city.

.......

In late autumn, the earth is full of fruits.

After leaving the city, Daozi and the others excitedly opened the car curtains and looked at the endless golden fields outside.

Chu Lang rode a horse and walked beside the carriage, smiled and said to Daizi: "Daizi, have you seen that the upland rice growing in the fields is grown from the rice seeds cultivated by your mother?"

Hearing this, Daozi's chin immediately raised, and a look of pride appeared on his face.

Chu Lang: "Most places in Xiliang are short of water. If your mother hadn't cultivated upland rice seeds, it would have been a problem for the people of Xiliang to eat rice."

The rice groaned: "Can't the people even afford rice?"

Xiao Moreng and others also looked surprised.

Chu Lang smiled and said: "Of course, you think everyone is like you and had a good pregnancy." As he said that, he pointed to the children in the field next to him who were helping their parents with the autumn harvest.

"Have you seen the children in the fields who are about the same age as you? While you were still sleeping, they got up and went to work in the fields with their parents."

Looking at the skinny children in the field, Daazi muttered: "They are all so skinny!"

Chu Lang: "It's not because I don't have enough to eat, otherwise, I would definitely look like you."

Seeing that under the big tree on the roadside, there happened to be a family eating the breakfast that the wife had just brought. Chu Lang stopped the carriage and said to Daazi and others: "Would you like to go and see what they usually eat?"

What?"

Daozi nodded quickly and got off the carriage with Xiao Mozhen without even calling Chu Lang. Xiao Moqing and others also followed.

Chu Lang led Dao Zai and others towards the intersection, and the people eating there looked at them warily.

After walking in, Chu Lang stepped forward with a smile and asked about the autumn harvest, while Dao Zai and the others looked at the breakfast of the family of seven or eight.

A pot of wild vegetable polenta that is not very sticky, some fist-sized boiled potatoes, and then it’s gone.

Xiao Mozhen looked at the little boy who was similar to himself and asked: "Is this what you eat in the morning?"

The little boy was a little cautious, but he still replied: "My family's food is already very good. There is porridge and potatoes. It can fill your stomach."

In recent years, because of planting potatoes and corn, they can eat three meals a day during the autumn harvest. If it was like when they were children, there were no potatoes and corn at that time. During the autumn harvest, they could only eat two meals and they were not full.

This answer surprised Xiao Moreng and others: "Is there anyone who eats worse than you?"

The little boy showed a proud look on his face: "Of course, my family has opened up a lot of wasteland in the past few years, and we have planted potatoes and corn in all of them. In our village, many people in our village cannot keep up with the food we have."

"Like Widow Li's family, they can only eat two meals a day, and they only have potatoes, not polenta."

Dao Zi, Xiao Moreng and others: "......"

Chu Lang talked to the old man, and waited for the little guys to interact with the farmer's children for a while before taking them back to the carriage.

This time, the little guys were not as excited as when they first came out.

Xiao Mobao: "They are so pitiful!" After saying that, he looked at the soft fat on his body and felt happy in his heart. Fortunately, his father was a prince, otherwise, all his blessings would be gone.

Dao Zi and Xiao Moreng looked full of approval.

Zhuangzi will arrive soon.

The children's emotions came and went as quickly as they came. When the carriage drove into Zhuangzi and saw all the novelties in the village, Daozi and the others forgot about their emotions.

Chu Lang didn't let the little guys go crazy in Zhuangzi. He got off the carriage and took them directly to the fields.

At this moment, in the endless fields, tenants were lowering their heads and bending their waists, waving the sickles in their hands vigorously, cutting down the pieces of rice, and then arranging them neatly in the field.

Seeing Chu Lang bringing them here, Xiao Mozhen had a bad feeling: "Grandpa Chu, does Auntie want us to harvest the rice?"

Chu Lang smiled and shook his head: "That's impossible. How can you do such heavy work?"

Hearing this, Daozi all breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Lang smiled and continued: "Your aunt told you to pick up the fallen ears of corn in the ground." As he said that, he bent down and picked up an ear of corn from the ground as a demonstration.

"You guys knocked over hundreds of mooncakes yesterday and converted them into ears of grain. You only need to pick up two bags."

Looking at the two big bags held by Dong Li, Xiao Mozhen and Xiao Mokuan, who already had a clear understanding of the quantity, felt a little numb. How long would it take them to pick up enough?

Dao Zi and Xiao Moqing, the younger ones, didn't react much, but found it very easy.

Isn’t it just picking up grain? It’s simple!

Chu Lang smiled and handed out a small bag to the rice guys: "Start moving, let me see who of you can pick up the most?"

Dao Zi hung the small bag around his neck and puffed out his chest: "Grandpa Chu, just look at me." After saying that, he got off the ground first.

Seeing the rice falling to the ground, others can only follow.
Chapter completed!