Chapter 18 The Model of the Return of the Prodigal Son (3)
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When Changsun Chong saw the food for the hired workers, he was eaten by these big guys, so he had to let the little buns and small steamed buns take the farmers home for dinner.
Changsun Chong took his three younger brothers to serve seven or eight big bosses to have dinner, sometimes bringing steamed buns for this person, sometimes pouring water for that boss...
The wind blew the clouds, like locusts passing by, and eight middle-aged uncles finished the meal.
Changsun Wuji handed a steamed bun in one hand to Changsun Chong and Changsun Erlang.
Only fathers are better in the world. Changsun broke open the steamed buns, and half of them were four people. He worked hard for a long time and had an empty stomach. Fortunately, his father hid two steamed buns.
Dou was worried that there was not enough food, so he asked Xiaobao and Little Bubble to deliver some. Changsun Chong and his three younger brothers rushed to eat, because he saw Cheng Yaojin picking teeth illuminating his eyes, worried that he would be taken first by the old wolves.
The four of them rolled their eyes so much that they could not bear to spit out the steamed buns in their mouths.
After eating and drinking, Li Er and other bigwigs drank tea in a stone pottery bowl.
The farmers were already full, and after they came back, they began to continue planting rice seedlings.
Changsun clashed his stomach and said, "Uncles and nephews, you are going to plant rice seedlings, so you can do whatever you want!" Anyway, with Changsun's father to accompany him, it doesn't matter whether he is here or not.
"Brother, I'll help you plant rice seedlings!"
"Sanlang also helps the eldest brother!"
"Silo also helps..."
"Erlang, Sanlang, you want to help me, then brother will teach you; Silang, you are too young, so pour water for your brothers on the ground." Changsun Chong took a short rest and felt that he could go down the field.
Changsun rushed down the field, took a rope to measure the distance for them, and taught them how to plant rice.
"Brother, isn't it very difficult!" Erlang was proud.
Changsun Chong shook his head and smiled. His hands are heroes and his eyes are lazy. It is not easy to see simple things and it is not easy to do them well.
Changsun Chong put his straw hat on Sanlang's head and began to lower his head to plant rice seedlings. He was a hole and a rice seedling. The speed was very fast. After a while, Erlang Sanlang fell far away.
Erlang, Sanlang was a little anxious when he saw that his elder brother was very fast, and he felt confused.
"Erlang, Sanlang, don't ask for speed, pay attention to quality!" Changsun Chong reminded.
"I understand, brother!"
Sanlang suddenly realized that his feet were itchy. When he raised his foot, he saw a soft, yellow, and brown bug that had already penetrated halfway through his instep.
"Brother..." The voice was shrill. Sanlang was only eleven years old and had not changed his voice yet. He was as sharp as a little girl's voice.
Changsun threw down the rice seedlings in his hand and ran over, with mud and water splashing everywhere. When he walked to Sanlang, he saw that he had been bitten by a blood-sucking insect. This kind of thing was smaller than a leech, but it was also a blood-sucking substance. When sucking blood, it secreted an anesthetic substance. When a person was bitten, he would only feel itchy and would not hurt.
Changsun Chong took out a motherboard that was wide on his waist and slapped Sanlang hard on the instep. After a while, the soft bug gradually retreated from the small hole, looking as if he was knocked out.
"Brother, I'm afraid!" Sanlang saw the insect falling into the water, slamming on Changsun Chong's back like a koala, and did not dare to go into the water.
Changsun Chong carried Sanlang to his back and washed the wound with clean water from the river.
Erlang also came up, making jokes about Sanlang being timid. Changsun rushed over and saw that there were two blood-sucking insects on his legs, so he quickly beat the bamboo board.
Erlang saw that he was also sucked in blood, and his eyes flipped and fainted.
One shouted and the other fainted. Changsun Chong felt speechless, pinched Erlang's people and said, "Erlang, wake up!"
When Changsun Wuji saw his two sons, he hurried over and asked, "Is it okay?"
"It's okay, Dad, I'm just bitten by a blood-sucking worm. A very common type of insect in the water. As long as you find itchy, you will immediately slap it with the motherboard. If the blood-sucking worm is knocked unconscious, it will automatically exit. I have been bitten countless times." Changsun said to Xiaoxiao.
Erlang, Sanlang didn't dare to go into the water anymore, Changsun Chong said, "Dad, take your brothers back. I will work a little longer and work harder. These twenty acres of rice can be planted tomorrow."
Changsun Wuji took his two sons back to the big tree, and the eldest son had already arrived in the field to continue planting rice seedlings.
When Li Er saw his uncle's family, his father was kind and his son was filial and his brothers were friendly. He remembered that he and his brothers were very friendly when he was a child. However, he succeeded in his work and killed his brothers for the sake of military merits.
He has been like this in his life. He does not want to see his sons repeat the same mistakes. It seems that it is necessary to learn from his uncle how to educate his son.
Not only Li Er thought so, but Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Gong, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui all envied Changsun Wuji, the old fox, who was so good at teaching his son. Since Changsun Chong could rewrite the farming, he might be able to learn well by sending his own children to work.
Cheng Yaojin's sons can fight and have long become the five tyrants of Chang'an; the two big turtle sons of Yuchi Gong's family are like bears, and they are more like second bears of Chang'an; Du Ruhui's son Du He is not a good bird, and often teases the big girls and daughters-in-law on the street; Fang Xuanling's second son, Fang Yiai, is even more a scumbag, as if four or five maids have been taken in the room...
Seeing that these seedlings were very strong, Li Er pulled out the newly planted rice seedlings by himself. Changsun thrust half of his face. This rice seedling can produce seven or eight branches. When the harvest season comes, he can harvest about two thousand grains of rice, but he was ruined by Li Er.
"Chong'er, do your best, my uncle is waiting for you to succeed." Li Er looked at it and planted the seedlings in.
Changsun Chong said modestly: "Uncle, don't worry, I got these seeds from the Gentiles. They said they are very productive. Chong'er will definitely work very hard to give all the people of our Tang Dynasty a full meal as soon as possible."
"If all the people of our Tang Dynasty can really make their meals full, I will definitely reward you!" Li Er saw Changsun Chong say this, it would not be easy to hit Changsun Chong's enthusiasm and give some symbolic encouragement. He really didn't expect Changsun Chong to succeed.
After Li Er returned, he felt that farming was very hard and educational. Well, when he went back, he sent Chengqian and Ke'er to farm. Disobedient? Humph, it doesn't matter. As long as he arrived at the farm, he was an ordinary person. If he was disobedient, he would let the guards beat these two turtles.
After the old fairy Cheng and others returned, they packed up the gifts to the prodigal sons at home, attached a letter from the family, and sent personal guards to come. If these little boys were disobedient, they could be beaten up at any time.
Li Er and others will go to court tomorrow, and they will leave reluctantly in the scorching sun.
Changsun Wuji has taken a vacation and does not need to go back. He stayed with his wife and children and prepared to stay here for one night with the children.
"Madam, I can rest assured that Chong'er has really learned well." Changsun Wuji drank a little wine in the evening. He didn't get drunk, and everyone was drunk, and he was so drunk.
Dou wiped Changsun Wuji's face from time to time, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yes, my husband and I were worried about my son all day long before, but now my son has learned well, and the Changsun family has hope."
Chapter completed!