Chapter 1001, picking up the ears of rice

  Looking at Xiao Mofeng and the others who came together, Daohua put down the red dates in her hands, wiped her hands and smiled: "Oh, a few distinguished young boys are here, I almost thought you had escaped in fear of sin?"

  Xiao Mofeng smiled: "Auntie, we overturned the mooncakes in the kitchen and came here to admit our mistakes."

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

  Daozi nodded quickly: "We were wrong."

   Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very well, knowing a mistake can improve Mo Dayan. It is not terrible to make a mistake. The terrible thing is that you know that you are wrong, but you still don’t admit your mistakes, and you make mistakes again and again."

  "You are all good boys. For the sake of your initiative to admit your mistakes, then the punishment for you can be reduced slightly."

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

   Daohua’s smile remained unchanged: “Of course, although you admitted your mistakes, the mistakes have already been made. Do you know how many mooncakes you knocked over before?”

  Xiao Mofeng and others stopped talking.

Daohua: "The kitchen steward just came over and said that a total of two hundred and fifty mooncakes were knocked over. Not to mention how much time it took to make these mooncakes. You know how much food was spent on these two hundred and fifty mooncakes. ?"

  Seeing that his son had his head down, but there was not much guilt on his face, and several emperor grandsons were even more disapproving. Daohua was silent for a moment:

  "You are in a wealthy home. Since you were young, you have no shortage of food and clothing. You don’t know how precious food is and how precious it is."

  "You wasted so much food today, and I won’t punish you any more. Just now the village is busy with autumn harvest. You go to the fields in the village and collect the wasted food. This matter is over."

   Hearing this, Xiao Mofeng breathed a sigh of relief. Two hundred and fifty moon cakes should not require much food, and they will be able to collect all of them soon.

Daozi and Xiao Moqing were eager to try, go to Zhuangzi, you can go out to play, this punishment is really good.

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

  Daozi immediately promised loudly: "Yes!"

   Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very well, I believe you are all children who believe in words."

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

  At that night, when the families came to the palace to pick up the emperor's grandson, Gu Yu smiled and said with a smile that the emperor's grandsons would go to Zhuangzi to experience life tomorrow.

   "The princess said, this is just how she punishes my little prince. If you disagree, you can not go tomorrow, after all, you are the guardians of the emperor."

  When I went to Zhuangzi, An and Du had no objection. In addition, after the emperor and grandchildren came to Xiliang, they had not gone out to play, so they readily agreed.

  Early the next morning, under the **** of the escort, led by Chu Lang and Dongli themselves, Daozi and Xiao Mofeng took a carriage to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city.

  In the deep autumn season, the earth is full of fruits.

  After leaving the city, Daozi opened the curtain in excitement and looked at the endless golden fields outside.

  Chu Lang rode on horseback and walked by the carriage, smiling and saying to Daozzi: "Rice, see, the upland rice growing in the field is grown from the rice seeds your mother cultivated."

  Hearing this, Daozi's chin immediately raised, and a proud look 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 be a problem for the people in Xiliang to eat rice."

  Daozi said ‘ah’: "Can the people not even eat rice?"

  Xiao Mofeng's several faces were also surprised.

  Chu Lang smiled and said, “Of course, you think everyone is like you, and they have a good baby.” After that, he pointed to the children in the field nearby who were helping their parents in the autumn harvest.

   "I saw the children in the field who were about your age. When you were still asleep, they got up and went out to work with your parents."

  Looking at the skinny children in the ground, Daozi murmured: "They are so skinny!"

  Chu Lang: "It's not because you don't have enough to eat, otherwise, you must 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 delivered. Chu Lang stopped the carriage and said to the rice paddies: "Would you like to see if they have eaten some of them normally? what?"

  Daozi nodded quickly, and without Chu Lang shouting, he got out of the carriage with Xiao Mofeng, and Xiao Moqing followed along.

  Chu Lang took Daozi and walked towards the intersection. The people eating there looked at them with some caution.

After    walked in, Chu Lang smiled and asked about the autumn harvest, while Daozi watched this family’s breakfast of seven or eight people.

  A pot of wild vegetable corn paste that is not very sticky, and a few fist-sized boiled potatoes, exactly one for each person, and then they disappeared.

  Xiao Mofeng looked at the little boy who was almost like him, and asked, "You guys just have something to eat in the morning?"

  The little boy was a little restrained, but he still replied: “My family’s food is already very good. I have porridge and potatoes, so I can get a full stomach.”

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

  This answer surprised Xiao Mofeng and others: "Is there anything worse than you?"

  The little boy showed a triumphant look on his face: “Of course, my family has opened a lot of wasteland in the past few years, and all of them are planted with potatoes and corn. In our village, many people in our family can’t keep up with the food.”

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

   Daozi, Xiao Mofeng and others: "."

  Chu Lang was talking to the old man, and waited for a few little guys to communicate with the children of the farmer’s family for a while before taking them back into the carriage.

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

  Xiao Mobao: "They are so pitiful!" After speaking, he glanced at the soft fat on his body, and felt fortunate. Fortunately, his father is the prince. Otherwise, his blessings would be gone.

Daozi and Xiao Mofeng all agreed.

  Zhuangzi will be here soon.

  The emotions of the children came and went quickly. The carriage drove into Zhuangzi and looked at all the novelty in Zhuangzi. Daozi and the others left their emotions behind.

  Chu Lang didn't let the little guys go crazy in Zhuangzi, got out of the carriage, and took them directly to the field.

  At this moment, in the field where you can't see the head, one by one tenants are bowing their heads, bending over, vigorously waving the sickle in their hands, cutting down pieces of rice, and then neatly lined up in the field.

  Xiao Mofeng saw that Chu Lang brought them here, and he had a bad feeling in his heart: "Grandpa Chu, auntie wants us to cut the rice, right?"

   Chu Lang smiled and shook his head: "That's not possible, how can you do this kind of heavy work?"

  Hearing this, Daozi breathed a sigh of relief.

  Chu Lang smiled and continued: "Your aunt said, let you pick up the ears of corn that fell from the ground." As he said, he bent over and picked up a ear of corn from the ground as a demonstration.

   "You knocked over hundreds of moon cakes yesterday and converted them into grain ears. Just pick up two bags."

  Looking at the two bags that Dongli was holding, Xiao Mofeng and Xiao Mokuan, who had a clear understanding of the quantity, had a numb scalp. How long would it take for them to pick up enough?

   Daozi and Xiao Moqing were a few small ones, but they didn't respond much. On the contrary, they found it easy.

  Isn’t it just picking up the ears of grain? Simple!

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

  Daozi hung the small bag around her neck, and her chest was quite small: "Grandpa Chu, just look at me." After that, she took the lead in the ground.

  Seeing that the rice has come to the ground, other people can only follow the ground.

  Chu Lang stood on the field ridge and looked at him with a smile, let alone, Yan Yatou's method of punishing a few little guys is really good.

  (End of this chapter)