suburbs.

On a farm.

Looking at the endless yellow waves of wheat, Yang Jun put his hands on his hips and watched everything with a smile.

This wheat field was specially bought by him as a place to train his children.

A child is born in a honeypot and is completely ignorant of the sufferings of the world. How can a child who is raised and educated in this kind of environment be considered a conscientious person?

Look at the second generation now, relying on the legacy of their parents and ancestors to oppress the good and prey on the common people. They can no longer be regarded as individuals and can be described as scourges or cancers.

If such a person does not seek to benefit the people, thank God if he does not harm others.

Yang Jun didn't want his children to become such people, so he decided to train them well.

Heaven is about to entrust this man with a great responsibility, straining his muscles and bones, starving his body and skin, or messing with his actions...

Of course, he doesn't think that his child will be able to do any earth-shattering things in the future, but he also doesn't want his child to become a disaster or cancer.

He has always believed that people who have not been baptized by rural labor are incomplete people. If they do not know how to cherish the people's strength, they will not cherish the good life now.

"Children, do it."

Yang Jun wore a straw hat on his head and looked at the wrinkled faces behind him with a smile.

Seeing that the children did not move, Yang Jun immediately became angry.

"Look at how cowardly you all are. Aren't you usually quite capable?"

"Oh, if you say that you can endure hardships and sit on a horse for several hours, how come you are so virtuous when I ask you to do some farm work?"

The group of children in front of them all had wrinkled faces and stood staggering, looking listless.

Some of the children secretly squeezed away tears.

"Make a rule: no one is allowed to eat at noon until this wheat field is harvested."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he went directly to the edge of the field to find a shady place to sit down.

The group of children waited for Yang Jun to leave and looked at each other in confusion.

"Brother Qun, Sister Lingling, what should we do? If we can't finish harvesting this wheat field, we won't be allowed to eat." Yang Chengdao said with a bitter face.

Yang Qun and Yang Ling are Yang Anbang's children. They are the eldest children in this group of children. They are now about seventeen or eighteen years old. They are the main group of children.

Yang Qun is the oldest grandson of the old Yang family. Hearing this, he also had a wry smile on his face.

"How do I know what to do? My dad said he would let me go to his factory in two days to practice as a small manager. I didn't expect that I would be dragged here because of your troubles. Who can I tell my grievances to?

?”

Yang Ling on the side heard this and also complained: "Who says it's not true? I took a few days off for the Dragon Boat Festival and I wanted to go to Jiudu to have fun. Alas, you are all involved."

Hearing this, Yang Chengdao shrugged and said: "Brothers, Sister Lingling, what's the use of talking about this now? Everyone is here, think of a way quickly. My dad does what he says, and he can't cut it."

You won’t be allowed to eat until you finish the wheat.”

At this time, Yang Mei's eldest daughter Liu Lanqing said: "Yes, what's the use of talking about it now."

"It's not like you don't understand my uncle. He keeps his word. If we don't finish cutting this wheat field, we will definitely have no food for lunch."

"Besides, don't you see what uncle's purpose is? If we don't complete the task he assigned us, there may be other tricks waiting for us later."

When a group of people heard this, they all sighed.

Then, they all looked at Yang Chengzhi and the other little guys with resentful expressions.

If it hadn't been for the trouble they made yesterday, they wouldn't have had to suffer this fate while studying with the prince.

How could little girl Yang Chengzhi know this? She put her little hands in her mouth and kept sucking them, while her big clear eyes looked at the wheat field in front of her.

"Okay, what's the point of complaining about them now? Let's think about how to complete the task." Yang Qun said.

"Haha, what else can we do? If you expect them to harvest wheat, they probably won't be able to finish it until next year. Isn't this task going to fall on us adults?"

"Then what are you talking about? Just do it."

Yang Qun waved the sickle in his hand and said to a group of children behind him: "The older ones of us are cutting the wheat in front, and the younger ones in the back are responsible for bundling, picking wheat ears, and transporting the wheat stacks to the fields.

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Several children looked at him with wide eyes and confusion.

How do they know what it means to bundle and glean wheat? They don't even know what wheat is.

"Oh, why are you telling them this? Let's teach them later when the wheat is harvested." Liu Lanqing said impatiently.

"Hey, that's the truth."

Yang Qun sighed, then bent down and started cutting the wheat.

This guy has lived in the countryside since he was a child and knows a little about farm work. He also did farm work for a few years before moving to the city, so cutting wheat is not a problem for him.

The same was true for Yang Ling. She sighed and followed Yang Qun helplessly.

As for Liu Lanqing, Zhou Zhiruo and the others, although they are older, they have never done farm work.

However, although they had never eaten pork, they had seen pigs running around and followed Yang Qun and Yang Ling's example.

Not to mention, he did a pretty good job.

A group of little guys behind them cut wheat for the first time. They didn't realize how tiring the job was. Instead, they thought it was fun and followed Yang Qun and others to pick up wheat.

Seeing them busy, Yang Jun, who was lying in the shade at the end of the field, had a slight curve in his mouth.

"Once upon a time, there was a group of ducks passing by the door..."

Yang Jun just hummed a few words when he heard footsteps coming from behind him.

"Are you still singing?"

Looking back, he saw Yi Qiushui standing in front of him with a frosty face.

Behind him were Yang Qingxiang and others.

In the distance, Yang Mei, Zhou Miaomiao and Ma Xiangxiu also came.

"Why are you here?"

Yang Jun sat up from the ground and stared at them blankly.

"What do you think?"

As Yi Qiushui spoke, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"The child is so young, how can you be so cruel?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he smacked his lips.

"Hey, okay, stop crying and making a fuss. Why do I do this? Do you have any idea?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I...I thought you were just teaching them a lesson, but I didn't expect you were torturing them."

When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes.

He ignored her and glanced at the people behind her.

"You don't want your children to be crippled, right?"

"If you don't want your children to become a disaster, just follow my method."

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, he heard a buzz from the crowd.

"Why do you call it a disaster? I think my children are quite well-behaved." Zhou Miaomiao muttered in a low voice.

"I didn't hear what you said clearly. Say it again."

Yang Jun shouted at Zhou Miaomiao.

Zhou Miaomiao was so frightened that she immediately shut up and hid behind the crowd, not daring to show her face.

"Okay, who else thinks so?"

Yang Jun stood up from the ground, both hands on his hips, looking at them coldly.

"If you don't want to see your child suffer, you can take the child away. I will never stop you."

"but……"

Speaking of this, Yang Jun paused.

"However, after we leave, our two families will stop contacting each other. Don't come to me if anything happens to your family in the future."

Yang Jun's words are not unimportant.

Even if they had ten more courages, they wouldn't dare.

Others tried every possible means to have a relationship with Yang Jun but it was too late. How could they lose contact with Yang Jun?

Putting aside everything else, if the men in her family knew about it, they would have to divorce her.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Yang Jun also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a little tired and really didn't want to meddle in so many other things.
To be continued...