Chapter 1001, Picking Rice Ears
Looking at Xiao Morong and the others who came together, Daohua put down the red dates in her hand, wiped her hands and said with a smile: "Oh, the distinguished young masters are finally here. I almost thought you had fled for fear of punishment."
Xiao Morong smiled awkwardly: "Aunt, we knocked over the mooncakes in the kitchen and came here to apologize."
Daohua looked at the little radish heads in front of her and said, "Do you all know that you are wrong?"
Daozi and the others nodded quickly: "We were wrong."
Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very good, knowing one's mistakes is the best way to improve. Making mistakes is not scary. What is scary is knowing that you are wrong but refusing to admit it and making the same mistake over and over again."
"You are all good children. Since you took the initiative to admit your mistakes, I can reduce your punishment a little."
Hearing this, Xiao Moqing became anxious: "Aunt, 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 already been made. Do you know how many mooncakes you knocked over before?"
Xiao Morong and others stopped talking.
Daohua: "The kitchen manager just came over and said that a total of 250 mooncakes were knocked over. Not to mention how much time it took the cook to make these mooncakes, do you know how much grain these 250 mooncakes cost?"
Seeing that his son had his head down but didn't look guilty, and that the other grandchildren looked disapproving, Daohua was silent for a moment.
"You are from wealthy families, and have lived in luxury since childhood, never lacking food or clothing. You don't know how hard food is to come by and how precious it is."
"You wasted so much food today, so I won't punish you any further. It just so happens that the farm is busy with the autumn harvest. Go to the fields and collect the wasted food, and this matter will be over."
Hearing this, Xiao Morong breathed a sigh of relief. Two hundred and fifty mooncakes should not require much food and can be collected quickly.
Daozi, Xiao Moqing and others were eager to try it out. Going to Zhuangzi, they could go out and play. This punishment was really great.
Daohua looked at the little ones' happy expressions and said with a smile, "Remember, you were the ones who knocked over the mooncakes. So, when you get to the village, you can't ask others for help. Can you do that?"
Daozi immediately assured loudly: "Yes!"
Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very good, I believe you are all good children who keep your promises."
Looking at the wolf-like smile on his mother's face, Daozi felt a little uneasy. Collecting food shouldn't be difficult, right?
That evening, when each family came to the palace to pick up the emperor's grandchildren, Guyu smiled and told them that the emperor's grandchildren would go to the farm to experience life the next day.
"The princess said this is just her way of punishing my young prince. If you disagree, the emperor's grandchildren don't have to go tomorrow. After all, you are their guardians."
The An and Du families had no objection to going to the farm. Besides, the emperor's grandchildren had never gone out to play since coming to Xiliang, so they readily agreed.
The next morning, under the escort of the guard team, led by Chu Lang and Dongli, Daozi, Xiao Morong and others took a carriage to the farm 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 curtains of the car and looked at the endless golden fields outside.
Chu Lang rode beside the carriage and said to Daozi and the others with a smile, "Dadi, see, those upland rice growing in the fields are grown from the rice seeds cultivated by your mother."
Hearing this, Daozi immediately raised his chin 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 dry rice seeds, it would be difficult for the people of Xiliang to have a meal of rice."
The rice cried out, "Can't the people even afford rice?"
Xiao Morong and the others were also surprised.
Chu Lang smiled and said, "Of course, you think everyone is like you, born into a good family." As he said that, he pointed to the children who were helping their parents with the autumn harvest in the field next to them.
"Have you seen those children in the fields who are about your age? While you are still sleeping, they get up and go to the fields to work with their parents."
Looking at the skinny children in the field, Rice muttered, "They are all so skinny!"
Chu Lang: "It's because I don't have enough to eat. Otherwise, I would definitely look like you."
Seeing a family under a big tree on the roadside eating breakfast that their wife had just brought them, Chu Lang stopped the carriage and said to Daozi and the others, "Do you want to go and see what they usually eat?"
Daozi nodded quickly and got off the carriage with Xiao Moleng without Chu Lang calling out to her. Xiao Moqing and others followed.
Chu Lang took Daozi and a few others and walked towards the intersection. The people eating there looked at them warily.
After entering, Chu Lang walked forward with a smile and asked about the autumn harvest, while Daozi and the others looked at the breakfast of the family of seven or eight.
A bowl of not-too-sticky wild vegetable and cornmeal paste, some boiled potatoes the size of a fist, and that was it.
Xiao Morong looked at the little boy who looked about the same age as him and asked, "Is this all you eat this morning?"
The little boy was a little reserved, but he still replied, "The food at my house is pretty good. We have porridge and potatoes, which fills my stomach."
In recent years, because they planted potatoes and corn, they can eat three meals a day during the autumn harvest. If it were like when they were young, when there were no potatoes and corn, they could only eat two meals a day during the autumn harvest, and they were still not full.
This answer surprised Xiao Morong and the others: "Is there anyone who eats worse than you?"
The little boy showed a proud look on his face: "Of course, my family reclaimed a lot of wasteland a few years ago and planted potatoes and corn on it. In our village, many people can't even catch up with our family's food."
"Like Widow Li's family, they can only eat two meals a day, and they only have potatoes, no corn porridge."
Daozi, Xiao Moleng and others: "."
Chu Lang talked to the old man and waited for the little ones to communicate with the farmers' 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 glanced at the soft fat on his body and felt relieved in his heart. Fortunately, his father was a prince, otherwise, all his blessings would be gone.
Daozi, Xiao Morong and the others all looked agreeable.
Zhuangzi arrived soon.
Children's emotions come and go quickly. When the carriage drove into the farm, Daozi and the others forgot their previous emotions when they saw all the new things in the farm.
Chu Lang didn't let the little guys run wild in the farm. He got off the carriage and took them directly to the fields.
At this moment, in the fields that stretched as far as the eye could see, the tenants were lowering their heads, bending over, and waving their sickles vigorously to cut down the rice and then line them up neatly on the ground.
Seeing Chu Lang bringing them here, Xiao Morong had a bad feeling in his heart: "Grandpa Chu, could it be that Auntie wants us to harvest rice?"
Chu Lang smiled and shook his head: "That's impossible. How can you do such heavy work?"
Upon hearing this, Daozi and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Lang smiled and continued, "Your aunt told you to pick up the ears of corn that have fallen from the ground." As he spoke, he bent down and picked up an ear of corn from the ground as a demonstration.
"You knocked over hundreds of mooncakes yesterday. If you convert them into ears of grain, you only need to pick up enough to make two bags."
Looking at the two big bags that Dongli was holding, Xiao Morong and Xiao Mokuan, who already had a clear understanding of the quantity, felt a little nervous. How long would it take them to pick up enough?
Daozi, Xiao Moqing and other younger children didn't react much, but instead thought it was very easy.
Isn’t it just picking ears of corn? Easy!
Chu Lang smiled and handed a small bag to Daozi and the others: "Start moving, let's see who can pick up the most."
Daozi hung the small bag around his neck and puffed out his chest: "Grandpa Chu, just leave it to me." After saying that, he was the first to go down to the field.
Seeing that the rice was being harvested in the fields, the others had no choice but to follow suit.
Chu Lang stood on the edge of the field and watched with a smile. It must be said that Yan Yatou's way of punishing the little guys was really good.
(End of this chapter)
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