Regardless of whether the children had eaten well or not, Yang Jun directly asked people to put the food away.
Without exception, Yang Jun gained another wave of dissatisfaction points.
He didn't care about this and simply asked the guards to drive these children directly into the wheat field and continue harvesting wheat.
"It's noon on the day of hoeing,"
"The drops of sweat are on the soil."
“Who knows Chinese food on a plate,”
"Every grain of grain is hard work."
Yang Jun, wearing a straw hat, stood in the field with his hands behind his back, reading this poem.
The weather at this moment is hotter than before.
Even if I don't work, the heat is unbearable.
The children all looked at Yang Jun with grim faces, as if they were worse off than dead.
"Everything you eat, wear, and use comes from the ground. If you don't work, there will be no harvest."
"On weekdays, steamed buns, steamed buns, bread, snacks, and snacks are all made from grain. You eat them deliciously, but you don't know the hard work of farmers."
"They work hard for a season, and in return you have enough food and clothing, and you eat well and drink spicy food, but what they harvest in a season is only a negligible income."
"Look at you again, you are picky and won't eat anything if it doesn't suit your taste. I ask you, what qualifications do you have to do this?"
Seeing that these children were silent, Yang Jun said with a stern face: "What you are enjoying now is all given to you by your parents. These are the contributions of your parents and have nothing to do with you."
"If you want to live a good life, you must work hard on your own. What's the point of just lying on the list of achievements of your fathers?"
"Don't say you feel uneasy eating, even I will look down on you."
Seeing a group of children being scolded to the point of wiping away tears, Yang Jun had no intention of letting them go.
"Add another task. When you are working, think carefully about the meaning of this poem. Tomorrow each person will submit to me a reflection of no less than 2,000 words."
"ah?"
These children expressed their dissatisfaction habitually.
"Three thousand words." Yang Jun shouted.
This time, no one dared to express dissatisfaction.
They all lowered their heads and continued to harvest wheat.
Some children, relying on their young age, felt that Yang Jun would not do anything to them.
Especially Yang Jun's little brats, they just sat down on the ground and picked up the scoundrels.
He looked like he wouldn't do anything even if he died.
Yang Jun didn't tolerate him and directly pulled out seven wolves.
"Snapped!"
The first person to be beaten was Yang Jun's youngest son Yang Chengxuan. As soon as he was beaten, a bloody streak appeared on his body.
The little guy cried loudly and immediately got up from the ground to work.
"Bad temper."
Yang Jun cursed, then looked back at everyone.
"Who else? If you have a hard time, just come forward."
The children were silent and working with their heads down.
At this time, no one dares to touch this brow.
It doesn't matter if you work slowly or poorly, but you can't stop doing it.
When several younger children saw this, they were so frightened that they started crying too.
They wiped away tears while picking ears of wheat.
Yang Jun glared at them, and they immediately stopped crying.
Afterwards, Yang Jun wandered around for a while. The ground was too hot and he couldn't bear it, so he returned to the ground.
When he came to the end of the field, he saw a group of women looking at him with resentful eyes.
They said nothing and could only express their dissatisfaction with this kind of cold violence.
"I understand that you feel sorry for your children and want to help, so be it..."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he pointed to the nearly ten acres of wheat field behind him with a smile and said: "If you can cut all these wheat, we will call it a day."
When everyone heard this, they all gave him a hygiene ball.
Ten acres of land, what a joke.
Not to mention that they have been so pampered in recent years that they can no longer work. Even if they could go back to the days when they were young and strong, it would still take them two days to finish the ten acres of land.
"Do it or not, tell me."
Seeing that they were silent, Yang Jun asked.
Without exception, once again harvested a large wave of health balls.
"Okay, don't say I didn't give you a chance, it's just that you don't cherish it."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he lay down directly on the ground and ignored them.
When the women saw this, they glared at Yang Jun fiercely again.
Although, there was a buzz, and a group of women gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
"Sisters, do you want to do it or not?" Zhao Hongmei said.
Relying on her rural background, she felt that these ten acres of wheat were no problem. As long as everyone worked together, they would definitely be able to finish it today.
"But……"
When everyone heard this, they murmured in their hearts.
"Sister-in-law, this is ten acres of land. With a dozen or twenty of us, we may not be able to finish it." Zhou Miaomiao said with a worried look on her face.
"Why not?"
When Zhao Hongmei heard this, she became anxious.
"In the past, when we were doing collective work, this little wheat could be harvested in half a day."
Zhou Miaomiao reminded: "That was before, not now. You don't even think about how many years you haven't done farm work."
When everyone heard this, they all had worried looks on their faces.
"Then you can't just watch the children suffer, right?"
At this time, Yan Erni suddenly said: "I thought of a way."
"any solution?"
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.
Afterwards, a group of people gathered together to discuss countermeasures.
"This is a good idea."
After saying that, several people winked and then dispersed with understanding.
After they dispersed, they all took out their mobile phones and found a place away from others to make calls.
When Yang Jun saw this, he sneered and dismissed it.
No matter how powerful Sun Wukong is, can he still find the palm of Tathagata Buddha's hand?
"Uncle Yang, the wicker chair is here."
Just when Yang Jun felt bored, Sun Zhaocai came back panting carrying a wicker chair.
When Yang Jun heard this, he raised his wrist and looked at the time.
The round trip took less than forty minutes.
"Did you fly back?" Yang Jun asked.
"Hey, Uncle Yang, am I not slow in doing things?"
Sun Zhaocai patted the wicker chair and said with a stinking look on his face.
If calculated according to normal time, one hour would be enough to barely make it back and forth, but Sun Zhaocai only took forty minutes, which Yang Jun thought was a bit unlikely.
"Yeah, not bad."
Seeing Yang Jun's indifferent attitude, Sun Zhaocai immediately couldn't sit still.
"Uncle Yang, why don't you ask me how I did it?"
Seeing Sun Zhaocai looking like he was coming to praise me for being smart and capable, Yang Jun suddenly felt like laughing.
To tease the guy, he asked, "Well, how did you do that?"
"I bought it on the way and never went back, haha."
After saying that, Sun Zhaocai laughed loudly.
He felt that for the first time he could hold his head high in front of Yang Jun.
Usually Yang Jun always scolded him for having a big head but acting without any brains, and thought he was stupid. He felt that this time he was finally proud and proud.
Yang Jun heard this and took a look.
Sure enough, he found that the wicker chair was not the one he usually lay on.
"Haha, not bad, this time I finally took my brain out." Yang Jun said with a smile.
"Uncle Yang, my IQ has always been above the standard, okay?"
Sun Zhaocai looked at him with a resentful look.
Yang Jun did not continue to praise him, but his face darkened: "You can get out."
"Okay, I'm going to have breakfast."
Sun Zhaocai laughed, touched his belly, and then went to eat on the road.
After he left, Yang Jun slowly got up from the ground and prepared to lie down on the wicker chair.
But just when he was about to lie down, Yi Qiushui was already lying down.
"Hey, you know how to pick up ready-made ones."
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him, curled her lips and said, "How about I give it to you?"
"No, no, no, no, you are pregnant, you are the biggest."
"Huh, you still pity her." Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes.
"hey-hey."
Yang Jun smiled, and then suddenly said to Sun Zhaocai, who was preparing to have breakfast,
"Second goods, go buy two more chairs."
Sun Zhaocai had just stuffed the bun in his hand into his mouth, and was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
Then he said with a grimace: "Uncle Yang, can you let me go after dinner?"
"No, go right away. Isn't your aunt tired?"
"Then let Silly Zhu go. He has eaten and has nothing to do."
When Yang Jun heard this, he turned back and looked at Shazhu.
“Do you know where I can buy a wicker chair?”
Silly Zhuzheng and Sun Zhaodi were kissing each other and talking privately. When they heard this, they were stunned for a moment.
"have no idea."
Yang Jun shrugged his shoulders and said to Sun Zhaocai: "Did you hear that such a major task has to be entrusted to you?"
When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he glanced at Ding Erzhu dissatisfied and muttered: "What kind of bullshit important task is this?"
"Huh?" Yang Jun's eyes widened.
"Isn't it enough for me to go?"
Sun Zhaocai had no choice but to dig into the frame with his palm-like claws, grabbed a large handful of buns and reluctantly left.
After he left, Yang Jun sat directly on the grass next to Yi Qiushui.
"What were you muttering about just now?" Yang Jun asked.
Even though he was confident, he still couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Huh, you'll find out later."
"Why, you can't even tell me?"
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes and sighed.
"It's not that I can't tell you, but I think those bad ideas they came up with are useless."
"Oh, what's a bad idea?" Yang Jun asked curiously.
Yi Qiushui shook her head: "I don't want to say it, it won't be on the stage. You will know later."
"Hey, the more you say that, the more interesting it becomes to me. I want to see what bad ideas they can come up with." Yang Jun said.
When Yi Qiushui heard this, she smiled, then lay down on the wicker chair and closed her eyes to rest.
When Yang Jun saw that she looked tired but still insisted on staying here, he suddenly felt heartbroken.
"How about I let you take you back? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to lie down in an air-conditioned room at home?"
Hearing this, Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him, and then said feebly: "My son is suffering here, how can you ask me, a mother, to go back and rest in peace?"
"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything and do whatever you want."
Yi Qiushui is pregnant now and has a bad temper. Yang Jun doesn't want to confront her in case she gets pregnant.
Afterwards, the two stopped talking and just lay there.
After a while, I vaguely heard the roar of a car engine in the distance.
At first, Yang Jun thought Sun Zhaocai was back, but after waiting for a while, no one was seen.
He opened his eyes and took a look.
I found that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit strange, as if someone was hiding around, but no one could be seen.
Yang Jun looked at it in confusion for a while, then with a wave of his hand, he handed over a guard to him.
"Didn't you hear anything?"
When the guard heard this, he smiled and nodded.
"Who?" Yang Jun asked.
The guard smiled and said: "Back to the boss, it's Director Yang and the others who are here."
"Anbang?" Yang Jun was stunned for a moment.
"Not only him, but also Anguo, Ma Juzi, Liu Zhi, Dai Yuhe and others are here."
When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and said: "Haha, so that's it."
Then, he waved his hand.
The guard quietly retreated.
Yang Jun lay there with his head in his hands, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, looking carefree.
"Anguo and the others are here?"
Yi Qiushui suddenly asked.
"Um."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "What can they do if they come? It's not useless."
"Otherwise, my wife is smart and knew that this bad idea would be useless from the beginning."
"wrong."
When Yang Jun said this, he immediately became angry.
Yi Qiushui saw this and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Yang Jun snorted coldly and cursed in displeasure: "A bunch of short-sighted idiots."
Hearing this, Yi Qiushui smiled and said, "Hey, who can say otherwise?"
"If this were to happen to someone else, let alone come to help, I would probably have to scold my own mother-in-law. How could anyone come to help indiscriminately? Are you looking for scolding?"
Yang Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this.
"You understand the truth, so why were you complaining just now?"
When Yi Qiushui heard this, she punched him with her little pink fist.
"I understand, but I can't do it."
"Hey, you, you."
Yang Jun didn't even know what to say about her.
How can a child be pampered and educated at the same time? Such parents cannot educate their children well.
Afterwards, the two stopped talking.
After a while, Yang Jun felt someone approaching him.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Ma Juzi's wife Zhou Miaomiao.
"Is something wrong?"
"Brother, does what you just said still count?"
Zhou Miaomiao said: "With ten acres of land, if we don't dare to do it ourselves, should we ask for help? As long as the wheat is harvested, the children can go home?"
"Of course, I keep my word."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he added: "But the prerequisite is that you can only ask your own family for help."
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
After getting Yang Jun's assurance, Zhou Miaomiao smiled.
She straightened up, clapped her hands, and shouted into the lush grass not far away.
"Come out, everyone, my brother agreed."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound in the grass, and several shirtless people jumped out.
Ma Juzi, Liu Zhi, Dai Yuhe, Yang Anbang, Yang Anguo, Banggen and so on.
They stood there one by one, looking at Yang Jun with smiles.
"elder brother!"
"elder brother!"
"elder brother!"
Several people shouted, and then looked at Yang Jun with playful smiles.
"coming."
Yang Jun looked at them with a smile, looking very enthusiastic.
"Don't be stunned, get down to the ground quickly."
When several people heard this, they burst out laughing.
Without saying a word, he picked up the sickle and bent down to cut the wheat.
Seeing them sticking out their butts and looking like they were farting, the smile on Yang Jun's face gradually disappeared.
"A bunch of idiots."
"Why."
Yi Qiushui on the side let out a sigh at the right time.
"Yeah, I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen such stupid people. Isn't this just giving away someone's head?"
"They have no idea the significance of this wheat-cutting labor exercise. You are targeting these children, not them."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "It wasn't before, but it is now."
"Yes, otherwise we would say they are stupid."
After saying that, Yi Qiushui tilted her head and said to Yang Jun with a wicked smile,
"Husband, after harvesting these ten acres of wheat, are there any other tests?"
"certainly."
Yang Jun winked at her and said, "Madam still understands me."
Hearing this, Yi Qiushui let out a long sigh.
"I have pity on my great son."
When Yang Jun heard this, he just smiled.
This time, he made up his mind to train these children.
If you continue to indulge like this, it will probably become a real disaster.
At this time, everyone immediately started cutting wheat.
Seeing that the main labor force had arrived, the women immediately felt that it was enough and waved the sickles in their hands, as if they were busy sharpening them.
Yang Qingxiang, Nalan Qingmeng and others also rolled up their sleeves when they saw this.
Seeing this, Yi Qiushui sighed.
"Tell me why these women of yours are so stupid?"
"And that fragrance, don't you know I'm pregnant?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he closed his eyes.
"It's time for them to be trained and trained. It's okay to let them suffer a little."
Yi Qiushui sneered and said: "You have to worry about it. If you exhaust them all, they will all have to wait for you in the evening, and I am inconvenient..."
"Yeah, why didn't I think of this?"
Yang Jun slapped his head and said to Yang Qingxiang in the distance: "Qingxiang, what are you doing? You don't know what you are like?"
When Yang Qingxiang heard this, she glanced at everyone and seemed a little embarrassed.
Everyone is working here, so there is no reason to be lazy.
She also wants to contribute to everyone.
But under Yang Jun's blank gaze, she had no choice but to put down the sickle in her hand and walked over.
Just in time, Sun Zhaocai came back.
He moved two deck chairs from the car and placed them in front of Yang Jun angrily.
Seeing that Yang Jun had nothing to explain, he turned around and went to have breakfast.
Yang Jun opened a wicker chair, patted the armrest, and said to Yang Qingxiang,
"Lie down, you are not allowed to work."
When Yang Qingxiang heard this, her face turned red and she felt warm in her heart.
"Thanks husband."
Yang Jun helped her sit down, and then sat down on another wicker chair.
At this time, Ding Erzhu came to Yang Jun shirtless.
"Daddy, I found a fish pond five miles ahead..."
"roll."
When Ding Erzhu heard this, he grinned and left in a hurry.
He wished that Yang Jun would not go fishing. If he went fishing, he would have to prepare things for him, including fruits, snacks and tea.
After Si Zhu retreated, Yang Jun lit up a cigarette and started smoking leisurely.
"husband."
Seeing this, Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes at him: "Sister Qingxiang and I are both pregnant. You'd better stop smoking."
"Hey, I'll stay away."
After saying that, Yang Jun moved the wicker chair and sat not far from them.
By this time, it was almost noon.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the sun hangs above everyone's heads like an oven, making everyone covered in sweat.
Some of the younger children couldn't bear it anymore and started crying loudly.
They cried and cried, but their men didn't dare to stand up at all.
While they were doing farm work, they turned back and looked in the direction of Yang Jun from time to time, hoping that Yang Jun would be kind and let them go.
Yang Jun pretended not to see, squinting his eyes and joking with Yang Qingxiang, Yi Qiushui and the others.
"husband……"
"Shut up."
Just as Yang Qingxiang was about to speak, she was frightened back by Yang Jun's look.
Seeing this, Yi Qiushui sighed.
"Sister Qingxiang, stop trying to persuade me. You can't do anything to persuade me, lest I end up eating melons again."
"But, sister...wuwu!"
Yang Qingxiang started crying as she spoke.
When Yang Jun saw this, he glared and said, "Go home and cry, don't be an eyesore here."
After finishing speaking, he added another sentence.
"You shouldn't have come, giving the child more hope for no reason."
After Yang Qingxiang heard this, she remained silent.
However, she was still choking.
Yi Qiushui couldn't bear it when she saw her crying so sadly.
He glared at Yang Jun, and then said: "Husband, what do you think will happen if I invite our mother here?"
"you dare?"
Yang Jun glared at her: "I praised you for being smart just now. Don't let me be disappointed in you."
"Is this just a joke on you? Why are you kidding me?"
Yi Qiushui snorted angrily: "Apologise."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "I'm sorry, wife."
"And me, you have to apologize to me too." Yang Qingxiang said.
"Okay, okay, I apologize."
After finishing speaking, he continued: "I'm sorry, wife."
This time, Yang Qingxiang was unwilling again.
"Sister Qiushui is your wife, don't scream."
"Haha, you are both my wives."
While the three of them were joking, they saw Ma Juzi walking towards them from a distance.
He had a T-shirt draped over his shoulders, and his body was covered in sweat. He looked as if he had just come out of the water.
As soon as Ma Juzi made a move next to Yang Jun, he lay down on the ground with his arms and legs spread out.
"Haha, do you think you are stupid?" Yang Jun said with a smile.
After saying that, he pulled out a cigarette and gave it to him.
"Stupid, I'm just a stupid donkey."
While lighting the fire, Ma Juzi laughed at himself: "I didn't react until I was halfway through the cutting."
"Brother, you are educating your children. Why do you think we adults are joining in the fun?"
Yang Jun smiled and said: "There are people more stupid than you."
As he said that, Yang Jun pointed to the few people in the field who were working particularly hard and said, "They haven't reacted yet."
Hearing this, Ma Juzi shook his head with a wry smile.
"I won't do it anyway. This job is really not done by humans."
When Yang Jun heard this, he looked at him with a smile: "How long have you been in the city now, and you have forgotten your original identity?"
"Brother, how could I forget that I am the son of a farmer? It's just that... living conditions have improved in recent years, and I really can't do farm work anymore."
Ma Juzi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. If I were to go back to the countryside now, I would probably starve to death."
"Hey, no matter what, I will never go back to the countryside in this life."
After saying that, he patted his butt and stood up and said: "Brother, I'm going back first. When Anguo and the others ask me later, just say I had a stomachache and went to the hospital."
"return."
Just as Ma Juzi was about to leave, he was stopped by Yang Jun.
Yang Jun pointed to the sky and the earth and said: "Come when you say you want to come, and leave when you say you want. Do you think this is your home?"
"Brother, what do you... mean?"
Seeing Yang Jun's evil smile, Ma Juzi realized something was wrong.
"You're here, why don't you leave before you finish?" Yang Jun said with a smile.
