It was not until dark that the ten acres of wheat were harvested.

They are no longer what they were back then.

I thought this was a piece of cake, but when I actually picked it up again, it wasn't that easy.

In the end, only five acres of land were harvested by dozens of people.

The children were already tired and fell asleep directly in the field. A group of mothers went back and forth to pick up their children in the field.

Not surprisingly, Yang Jun reaped another wave of dissatisfied emotions.

However, he doesn't care.

Rather than letting the children hate him in the future, it is better to give him the warm care of a loving father now.

"Oh oh oh, get up."

Before dawn, Yang Jun crowed like Zhou Bapi again.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of door locks being locked in each courtyard.

"Hmph, there's still no one left in five minutes. Let's break the goal."

Sure enough, if you don't do something serious, they will think you are joking.

Then, I heard the sound of the door lock opening again.

"Are everyone in the yard next door here?" Yang Jun asked.

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he ran over in a hurry.

"It's barking."

After saying that, he laughed and said: "Uncle Yang, fortunately you had the foresight to have someone guard the gate. Uncle Ju Zi, Uncle An Guo and others wanted to sneak away in the middle of the night, but I had someone detain them."

"Humph, there is no reason to give up halfway."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he continued: "You stay here and I'll go next door to take a look."

After saying that, he left Sun Zhaocai behind and went to Jiuyuan next door.

When I arrived at Jiuyuan, I saw a group of people cursing and looking reluctant.

"If anyone has an opinion, speak up."

Yang Jun yelled, and no one spoke immediately.

When no one spoke, Yang Jun glared at them.

"Bad temper."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

A group of guards came forward and pushed all those people onto the minibus one by one.

Although those people complained, they did not dare to disobey.

I had no choice but to get in the car obediently.

Half an hour later, a group of cars drove toward the suburbs in a mighty manner. Today they were going to finish harvesting the remaining five acres of wheat.

The harvest is not finished today and will continue tomorrow.

When we arrived at the wheat field yesterday, the sky was slightly bright.

They picked up the sickle without Yang Jun's greeting.

They knew in their hearts that Yang Jun would not let them go if they couldn't finish the job. Instead of dragging it on every day, they might as well finish it in one day.

Ma Juzi, Yang Anguo, and Yang Anbang took the lead, bending down and harvesting the wheat with all their might.

Those women who knew how to cut wheat would cut the wheat, and those who couldn't would tie it in the back.

As for the group of children, they followed behind to pick up wheat ears, serve tea and water to the adults, and do other things within their power.

Yi Qiushui, Yang Qingxiang and the others did not come with them today.

It was a tiring day yesterday, and I don’t want to talk about anything today.

In addition, they don’t want to see their children suffer and look helpless.

"You can do whatever you want, do what you want, rest if you don't want to, I will never care about you."

Yang Jun finished speaking with a smile, and then went directly to lie down on the couch at the end of the field.

Hearing this, everyone rolled their eyes.

Even if Yang Jun didn't tell them, they wouldn't be lazy.

They don't want to be tied up in the fields every day. They also want to finish cutting and go back early.

Isn’t it nice to blow air in an air-conditioned room?

"Uncle Yang, eat a piece of watermelon to quench your thirst."

As soon as Yang Jun lay down, Sun Zhaocai brought him a piece of iced watermelon.

When Yang Jun heard this, he glared at him.

He looked up at the sky and said displeasedly: "The sun hasn't come out yet, what can we eat?"

After saying that, he took the watermelon over angrily, then pointed to the field and said: "Go, you can go cut the wheat too."

"ah?"

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, his face suddenly turned into the shape of a bitter melon.

"Uncle Yang, isn't it? I want to go too?"

"Otherwise, you are of higher status than them?"

"That's not true."

Sun Zhaocai leaned in front of Yang Jun, and while massaging his back, he said with a playful smile: "Uncle Yang, if I go, there will be no one around you to take care of you."

"Look how sensible I am. Watermelons, snacks, and tea have all been prepared for you. Look..."

After saying that, he looked at Yang Jun with a hopeful look.

"Well, you have prepared everything so well. I don't need you around anymore. Go and work in the fields." Yang Jun said.

"Ah? Uncle Yang, you are trying to kill the donkey." Sun Zhaocai said with a bitter face.

"Go quickly." Yang Jun's face darkened.

"oh."

Sun Zhaocai responded angrily, then reluctantly stood up.

He glanced at Si Zhu, who was hiding aside and eating cantaloupe, and rolled his eyes.

"Silly Zhu, Uncle Yang asked us to cut wheat."

When Shazhu heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He glanced at Yang Jun secretly, and when he saw that Yang Jun didn't respond, he suddenly ran away.

"My godfather clearly asked you to go, why did you call me?"

After saying that, he ran away without a trace.

When Sun Zhaocai saw this, he sighed with a bitter face, and then reluctantly went to the fields.

After about an hour, the sun finally rose.

The earth was bright, the children rubbed their sleepy eyes and began to pick up wheat ears.

At this time, the temperature came up again, and a group of wheat harvesters all began to take off their outer layers of clothing.

Not to mention, in such a short time, almost an acre of land was harvested.

When Yang Jun saw this, he smiled secretly in his heart.

"If you don't push yourself, you will never know how good you are."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard laughter coming from behind him.

"Hey, who is the best?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

Looking back, he saw the person he didn't want to see.

Yang Jun frowned, looking helpless.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Ruoyun and Shang Tielong walked over with a smile, and then sat on the two wicker chairs next to Yang Jun.

"Look at what you said, we are here to report to you." Chen Ruoyun said with a smile.

"Yes, Lao Yang, you are the boss of the steel factory. If we don't report to you, who should we report to?" Shang Tielong agreed.

When Yang Jun heard this, he sighed.
To be continued...