Chapter 18: The Model of the Prodigal Son's Return (3)

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  Chang Sun Chong saw that the food prepared for the hired laborers was eaten by these big shots, so he had to let Xiao Baozi and Xiaomantou take the farmers back home to eat.

  Chang Sun Chong accompanied by three younger brothers, served seven or eight big bosses for dinner, one moment giving this one a steamed bun, the next pouring water for that boss...

  The wind rolled up the remaining clouds, just like a swarm of locusts passing through, and eight middle-aged uncles finished eating their meal.

  Chang Sun Wuji handed a steamed bun to Chang Sun Chong and Chang Sun Er Lang.

  There's nothing better than a father in the world, the eldest grandson rushed to open the steamed buns, four people had half each, busy for half a day, with empty stomachs, luckily the old father hid two more steamed buns.

  Dong's family was worried that there wouldn't be enough food, so they sent some over with Xiaobao and Xiaomantou. Zhangsun Chong led his three younger brothers in a rush to eat, because he saw Cheng Yaojin's eyes lighting up as he picked his teeth, and was afraid of being beaten to it by this group of old wolves.

  Four people choked and rolled their eyes, but still couldn't bear to spit out the steamed buns in their mouths.

  After eating and drinking enough, Li Er and other big shots drank tea with coarse ceramic bowls.

  The farmers have eaten their fill and after returning, they continue transplanting seedlings.

  Chang Sun patted his belly and said, "Uncles and aunts, I'm going to transplant seedlings now. You all do as you please!" Anyway, with Old Man Chang Sun accompanying him, it didn't matter whether he was there or not.

  "Big brother, I'll help you transplant the seedlings!"

  "Sanlang is also helping his elder brother!"

  " Erlang, Sanlang, you two will help me, and Gege will teach you; Silang, you're too young, just pour water for your brothers." Zhangsun Chong rested for a while, feeling that he could go down to the fields.

  Chang Sun rushed down to the field, took a rope and measured out the distance for them, teaching them how to transplant seedlings.

  "Big brother, isn't it easy?" Erlang said with a smirk.

  Chang Sun shook his head and smiled, good hands but lazy eyes, looking at simple things, wanting to do well is not easy.

  Chang Sun Chong put the straw hat on San Lang's head and started transplanting rice seedlings, one hole at a time, very quickly. Before long, Er Lang and San Lang were far behind.

  The Second and Third Sons saw that their elder brother was moving very quickly and seemed a bit flustered, feeling that they themselves were getting all mixed up.

  "Second brother, third brother, don't rush, pay attention to quality!" Chang Sun reminded.

  "Got it, big brother!"

  Sanlang suddenly felt that his foot was a bit itchy, lifted his foot to take a look, and found a soft, yellowish-brown little bug had already burrowed halfway into the back of his foot.

  "Big brother......" The voice was shrill, Sanlang was only eleven years old and had not changed his voice yet, it sounded like a little girl's voice, so sharp and fine.

  Chang Sun Chong threw down the rice seedlings in his hand and ran over with big strides, splashing mud and water everywhere. He walked to San Lang's side and took a look, only to find that he had been bitten by a blood-sucking insect. This thing was smaller than an aphid, but it also sucked blood. When it sucked blood, it would secrete a kind of anesthetic substance. When a person was bitten, they would only feel a little itchy and wouldn't feel any pain.

  Chang Sun Chong took out a palm-wide circuit board hanging from his waist and slammed it onto San Lang's ankle. In an instant, the soft worm slowly retreated from the small hole, looking dazed.

  "Big brother, I'm scared!" Sanlang saw the insect fall into the water and clung to Zhangsun Chong's back like a koala, not daring to get in the water.

  Chang Sun Chong carried San Lang on his back and bent down to use the clear water from the river to clean his wound.

  The second son also came up, teasing the third son for being timid. Zhangsun rushed to take a look and exclaimed, "Ah, there are two leeches on his leg!" He quickly used a bamboo board to brush them off.

  The second son saw that he was also being sucked of blood, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

  One shouted loudly, one fainted, Zhangsun Long felt speechless, pinched Erlang's people in the middle and said: "Erlang, wake up!"

  Chang Sun Wuji saw his two sons and hastily ran over, asking: "Are you alright?"

  "It's nothing, Dad. I just got bitten by a leech. It's a common bug in the water. As soon as you feel itchy, use your palm to slap it and the leech will be stunned and come out on its own. I've been bitten countless times already." Long Sun said with a chuckle.

  "Second Brother, Third Brother don't dare to go into the water anymore," Chang Sun said, "Dad, take the younger brothers back home, I'll work a bit longer and hurry up. These twenty mu of rice seedlings can be finished tomorrow."

  Zhang Sun Wuji brought his two sons back under the big tree, and his elder son had already gone to the fields to continue transplanting seedlings.

  Li Er saw his uncle's family, with the father being kind and the son being filial, brothers loving each other. He thought of him and his brothers when they were young, also very friendly, only later because of success in battle and fighting for the throne did the result of killing brothers appear.

  He has been like this all his life, and he doesn't want to see his sons follow in his footsteps. It seems necessary to learn from his uncle how to educate his son.

  Not only Li Er thought so, but also Cheng Yaojin, Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui were all envious of Zhangsun Wuji's ability to teach his son. Since Zhangsun Chong could change the course of farming by rewriting it, why not send their own children over to learn from him?

  Cheng Yaojin's sons, each and every one of them knows how to fight, have long become the Five Tyrants of Chang'an; Wei Zhongxian's two big lummoxes of sons are like bears, becoming the Two Bears of Chang'an; Du Ruhui's son Du He is not a good bird either, often flirting with young girls and married women on the streets; Fang Xuanling's second son Fang Yiai is even more of a scoundrel, it seems that there are already four or five concubines in the Fang household...

  Li Er saw that the seedlings were very robust, and he personally pulled out the newly planted rice seedlings. Li Changsun's facial muscles twitched as he watched. This single rice seedling could produce seven or eight branches, and by harvest season, it could yield about two thousand grains of rice. But Li Er had ruined it like this.

  "Come on, son, work hard and your uncle is waiting for you to succeed." Li Er looked at him again and inserted the seedlings.

  Chang Sun said humbly: "Uncle, rest assured, these seeds were obtained from foreigners and are said to be high-yielding. I will work hard to ensure that all the people of Tang Dynasty can eat their fill soon."

  "If it can really make all the people of Great Tang eat their fill, I will surely reward you heavily!" Li Er saw that Changsun Wuji said this, and didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm, so he symbolically gave some encouragement, but actually had no hope that Changsun Wuji would succeed.

  Li Er returned and thought that farming was very hard work, but also very educational. He decided to send Cheng Qian and Ke Er over to the farm. If they didn't listen? Humph, no problem, once they arrived at the farm, they would be ordinary people, if they didn't listen, he would let the guards beat these two little rascals.

  After Cheng Lao and the others left, they cleaned up the house for the prodigal son, attached a family letter, and sent over some personal guards. If these little brats didn't listen, they could be beaten at any time.

  Li Er and others still had to attend court tomorrow, so they reluctantly bid farewell under the scorching sun.

  Chang Sun Wuji has asked for leave and does not need to go back. He will stay with his wife and children, and prepare to spend the night here with the kids.

  "Madam, Chong'er has really learned his lesson, I can rest assured now." Zhangsun Wuji got drunk at night, the wine didn't get him drunk but he was drunk nonetheless, completely intoxicated.

  Dong Shi occasionally wiped Long Sun Wuji's face, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Yes, my husband and I used to worry about our son all day long. Now that our son has learned well, the Long Sun family has hope."