Lying in bed, the political commissar's family found that they could not sleep.

"Yugang, what if this child really refuses to study?"

Political Commissar Wu didn't know what to do either.

He actually knew that beating children was not a solution at all. After being a political commissar for so many years, this was the first time he was unable to do anything about his own son.

"Let's wait and see. Xiao Luo is a smart man and should be able to teach this kid a lesson."

"I always told him before, don't let the child feel too much pain, he needs to do some work."

"But you and mother wouldn't listen, saying the children were still young and couldn't do any work, and their priority was to study."

"But children who don't work won't understand how to cherish the opportunity to study. They don't understand how hard physical labor is."

Of course.

No matter how tiring mental work is, it cannot compare to physical labor that requires enduring wind and rain all year round.

The political commissar’s family did not understand how hard physical labor was until they participated in two one-month agricultural support activities when they were in college.

I get up before dawn every day and go to the fields to work. I am exposed to the scorching sun in the summer and the wind and rain in the rainy days.

There are also those annoying mosquitoes. After being bitten, it is extremely itchy and my legs are covered with red spots.

Now every time I think about it, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Although labor is glorious, mothers don't want their sons to actually farm in the future...

The couple worried for half the night, but what they didn’t expect was that the next morning, the little guy couldn’t get up!

Because he was in pain all over.

My hands and legs hurt and I couldn't even get up.

Wu Xuan broke through: "Wow, I don't want to farm anymore. I want to go to school. Can't I just study?"