The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1178 - 1001, Picking up Rice Ears

Watching Xiao Moreng and the others approach together, Daohua put down the red dates in her hands and, while wiping her hands, chuckled: "Oh, the esteemed young masters finally arrived. I almost thought you had fled because of your crimes."

Xiao Moreng said with an embarrassed smile: "Auntie, we spilled the mooncakes in the kitchen and specifically came to admit our mistake."

Daohua looked at the several little turnip heads in front of her: "Do you all know what you did wrong?"

Daozi and the others quickly nodded: "We were wrong."

Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very good, to know your mistake and correct it is the best virtue. Making mistakes is not scary, but what is dreadful is knowing you’re wrong yet refusing to admit it, continuing to make mistakes over and over."

"You are all good children. Considering that you came forward to admit your mistakes, the punishment can be slightly reduced."

Hearing this, Xiao Moqing became anxious: "Auntie, we have already admitted our wrongdoing, are you still going to punish us?"

Daohua’s smile remained unchanged: "Of course, although you have admitted your mistakes, the damage has been done. Do you know how many mooncakes you overturned earlier?"

Xiao Moreng and the others fell silent.

Daohua: "The Kitchen Manager just came to report that a total of two hundred and fifty mooncakes were overturned. Not to mention the time the cooks took to make these mooncakes, do you know how much grain was spent?"

Seeing her son with his head hanging down yet not showing much guilt on his face, and the several princely grandsons appearing indifferent, Daohua paused for a moment:

"Born into a family of wealth, you’ve been clothed in silk and fed with jade since you were little; you never lack food or clothing, unaware of the difficulties in obtaining grain and how precious it is."

"Today, you’ve wasted so much grain; I won’t punish you further. Right now, it’s busy with the autumn harvest at the estate. Go to the fields there and collect back the wasted grain, and we’ll consider the matter settled."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Moreng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that two hundred and fifty mooncakes shouldn’t require too much grain and that it would be quickly collected.

Daozi and Xiao Moqing, on the other hand, were eager to try; going to the estate meant they could go out and play, and this punishment seemed too good to be true.

Daohua looked at the little ones, happy, and said with a smile: "Remember, you’re the ones who spilled the mooncakes, so once you’re at the estate, you must not let others help you. Can you do that?"

Daozi immediately assured loudly: "Yes!"

Daohua smiled and nodded: "Very well, I believe you children keep your word."

Seeing his mother’s wolf-in-grandmother’s-clothing smile, Daozi instinctively felt uneasy. Collecting the grain shouldn’t be too hard, right?

That evening, when the families came to Prince Residence to pick up the princes, Guyu mentioned with a smile about the princes going to the estate tomorrow to experience life.

"The Princess Consort said this is just a way to punish our Little Prince. If you all disagree, the princes don’t have to go tomorrow; after all, you are the guardians of the princes."

Going to the estate, families like An and Du didn’t have objections. Plus, the princes hadn’t been out to play since their arrival in Xiliang, so they gladly agreed.

The next morning, escorted by the Guard Squad and led personally by Chu Lang and Dongli, Daozi and Xiao Moreng took a carriage to the estate on the outskirts of the city.

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The deep autumn season brought a bounty of harvests.

After leaving the city, Daozi and the others excitedly lifted the carriage curtains and looked at the endless golden fields outside.

Chu Lang rode a horse beside the carriage and talked to Daozi and the others with a smile: "Daozi, see that? The dry rice growing in the fields was cultivated from the seeds your mother developed."

Upon hearing this, Daozi immediately lifted his chin with a proud look on his face.

Chu Lang: "Most places in Xiliang lack water. If it wasn’t for the drought-resistant rice seeds your mother developed, the people of Xiliang would struggle even to eat rice."

Daozi uttered in astonishment: "The common people can’t even afford rice?"

Xiao Moreng and the others also looked surprised.

Chu Lang smiled and said: "Of course, did you think everyone is as lucky as you to be born into a good life?" Then, pointing at the children in the fields helping their parents with the harvest, he continued.

"Those kids are about your age. When you were still asleep, they were already up and out helping their parents work."

Looking at those thin children in the field, Daozi muttered: "They all look so skinny!"

Chu Lang: "It’s all because we can’t get enough to eat; otherwise, we’d definitely grow up just like you."

Seeing that under the big tree by the road, a family was eating the breakfast just delivered by the woman of the house, Chu Lang had the carriage stopped and said to Daozi and the others, "Do you want to go see what they usually eat?"

Daozi quickly nodded her head, not waiting for Chu Lang to call her, and got off the carriage with Xiao Moreng, with Xiao Moqing and the others following behind.

Chu Lang led Daozi and the others toward the intersection. The people eating there looked at them with some vigilance.

After approaching, Chu Lang smiled and asked about the autumn harvest, while Daozi and the others looked at the breakfast of the family of seven or eight people.

A basin of not so thick wild vegetable corn paste, a few fists big boiled potatoes, just enough for one each, and that was it.

Xiao Moreng, looking at a little boy who was about her age, asked, "Is this all you eat for breakfast?"

The little boy was somewhat reserved, but still replied: "Our food is already quite good, we have porridge and potatoes, it’s enough to fill our stomachs."

In recent years, because they planted potatoes and corn, they could have three meals a day during the harvest season. If it were like their childhood, when there were no potatoes or corn, during the harvest time, they could only have two meals and still be hungry.

This answer surprised Xiao Moreng and the others: "There are people who eat worse than you?"

The little boy showed a proud look on his face: "Of course, my family cleared some wasteland in previous years; we planted potatoes and corn all over. In our village, many people can’t compare with our family’s meals."

"Like Widow Li’s household, they can only have two meals a day, and they only have potatoes without any corn porridge."

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Chu Lang chatted with the old man, and after the few kids had interacted with the farmer’s children for a while, he led them back to the carriage.

This time, the several little ones weren’t as excited and animated as when they had first come out.

Xiao Mobao: "They are so pitiful!" After saying that, he glanced at his own chubby flesh and felt a pang of gratitude. Fortunately, his father was a Prince; otherwise, he would have lost all his blessings.

Daozi and Xiao Moreng nodded in agreement.

The village came into view quickly.

Children’s moods change fast, and as soon as the carriage entered the village, eyes gleaming at the novelty inside, Daozi and the others had forgotten their earlier emotions.

Chu Lang didn’t let the little ones run wild in the village. After getting off the carriage, he directly took them to the fields.

At that moment, a view of endless fields unfolded, where tenant farmers, heads down, backs bent, were vigorously swinging their sickles, cutting swathes of rice plants and neatly lining them up in the fields.

Xiao Moreng sensing Chu Lang’s intention in bringing them here, had a bad feeling: "Grandpa Chu, Auntie isn’t planning to have us cut the rice, right?"

Chu Lang smiled and shook his head: "No way, you kids shouldn’t be doing such heavy work."

Relieved by the words, Daozi and the others collectively sighed.

Chu Lang continued smiling and said, "Auntie said to let you all pick up the rice ears that have fallen in the field." Saying so, he bent over and picked up a rice ear from the ground as an example.

"You spilled hundreds of mooncakes yesterday. Converted into rice ears, you just need to pick up two bags worth."

Looking at the two bags held by Dongli, Xiao Moreng and Xiao Mokuan felt a bit of scalp tingling, realizing how much they would have to pick to fill them up.

Daozi and the younger Xiao Moqing and others, on the contrary, had no reaction and even thought it seemed very easy.

Isn’t it just picking rice ears? Simple!

Chu Lang, smilingly handing a small bag to Daozi and the rest said: "Get to work, let me see who can pick the most?"

Daozi hung the small bag around her neck, puffed out her little chest: "Grandpa Chu, just watch me." She then took the lead heading into the field.

Seeing Daozi head into the field, the others had no choice but to follow.

Chu Lang stood smiling on the ridge, watching. He couldn’t help thinking that Lady Yan’s way of punishing the little ones was indeed quite good.

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