"In order to take care of you, the people in the village are very busy. We are not your parents, so why should we take care of you?"

"No wonder you come here to receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants. I think you just lack education!"

Song Juan was not polite at all, and directly sprayed this group of self-righteous educated youths until they shut themselves up.

It is true that the village should not deduct their rations.

But, Song Juan felt that there was nothing to say about this matter.

When these people come to the village, the villagers have to spend time teaching them to farm, not to mention wasting time. When the harvest comes, they will get a share.

Originally, the villagers' share of the harvest was somewhat tight, and if they were to be given another share, the lives of the villagers would only become even more tight.

"Think about it!"

"No one owes you anything!"

"Also, I remember what you look like. If there is no more poaching in the village in the future, I will look for you!"

"A group of young men who can't carry it on their shoulders or lift it in their hands are blind in vain!"

After another rant, Song Juan turned around and left.
Chapter completed!