The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"What are you and your son laughing at? I'm the only one who doesn't understand. The Marquis doesn't understand either. It's all because of Huang Daxian's coercion. It's strange. In order to win people's hearts, the Marquis does whatever Huang Daxian says. The two of them are inseparable every day. They are almost grown up together. They have no principles at all. They are just one step away from becoming monks with Huang Chenming."

Cheng Feng said: "Whoever becomes a monk, my uncle has also become a monk, but he is still a follower. I have rarely heard you talk so much. What's the matter?"

It would have been fine if the follower didn't roll his eyes. Once he did, his eyes became so white like those of a dead fish that you could hardly see the pupils. "It's all because of Wong Tai Sin that he pissed us off. Two trees that had grown for decades were cut down with just one word from him." Then he took a fierce bite of the fish.

Cheng Feng said, "Are you still angry about these two trees? Didn't Chen Ming plant two more for you?"

"What can a tree that is not even as thick as a wrist do? It is useless for providing shade and coolness, let alone climbing or lying down. This Wong Tai Sin does nothing good every day, but makes himself mysterious and unfathomable. In fact, he is just a bald donkey."

When Cheng Youning heard the word "bald donkey", he touched his head sensitively, then looked up at Cheng Feng's head.

Cheng Feng said, "Didn't you say that the two trees that were cut down were bad?"

The attendant said, "Humph! Humph! What a joke! When he's not here, nothing gets sick. When he's here, everything gets sick."

"Hahaha, Chen Ming has the ability to predict the future, so he naturally lives a more sophisticated life."

"Puh." He spat a mouthful of fish bones on the ground. His followers cursed, "How fussy." Then they saw him throw the half-eaten grilled fish on the ground and said angrily, "No more eating. Let's go practice martial arts."

Cheng Youning was eating happily. Hearing this, he looked at the half fish in his hand and asked, "Now?"

"It's now."

"Master, can you let me finish eating the fish?"

"No, let's go."

In the blink of an eye, the follower holding Cheng Youning disappeared. In the distance, half a grilled fish fell on the water, creating a large ripple. A wooden skewer holding half a grilled fish floated up and down on the water. Seeing this, Cheng Feng shouted at the water: "Follower, don't take your anger out on your apprentice."

"Hahahaha, hahahaha, I'm your disciple, you can do whatever I want."

Cheng Feng said: "Although he is your apprentice, he is my son, please don't hurt him."

"Mind your own business, come after me if you can."

Cheng Feng stopped talking. Even if there were ten of him, he couldn't catch up with one of his followers.

Qiao Rong was anxious, "Where are you going? Take me with you, where can I find you?"

Soon, Qiao Rong was also captured by his followers, leaving Cheng Feng and a pile of weak wood fire there. Cheng Feng had to put out the still smoking fire.

"Mr. Cheng, when will we plant the rice?"

"Uncle Ma, can we plant rice in this weather?"

"Yes, our seedlings are ready. The days before the New Year are suitable for transplanting rice, but the water was not brought to the fields at that time."

"Since the solar term is right, let's plant rice and hire more people."

"Master Cheng, we don't need to worry about people. We can get dozens of them by just shouting. I just don't know how much the people who come to plant rice will be paid?"

"Three copper coins a day is not less." This was the wage Cheng Feng set when he hired people to farm the land in Nancheng. I don't know if it is still applicable here.

"Not a small amount, not a small amount, but still a little bit more."

Cheng Feng said: "It doesn't matter if it's more, just do the job well."

"Listen to Master Cheng. I'll go get them right away."

……

Cheng Youning and Qiao Rong were thrown into the woods.

Cheng Youning touched his neck and coughed violently twice. Qiao Rong was not much better, but he still knew to pat Cheng Youning on the back, "Young Master, are you okay?"

Cheng Youning said: "Master grabbed my collar and I was almost strangled to death, ah, cough..."

The follower said, "Stop talking nonsense and get started."

"What are you practicing, Master?"

The attendant said, "Just practice catching three pheasants with your bare hands. If you don't catch any, you won't be allowed to eat tonight."

Cheng Youning swallowed in shock. Let alone three, he couldn't catch even one as his legs were not fast enough to fly.

"Master, this is a bit difficult."

"You have to face the challenge head on. When I was your age, I had already been living on the streets and had no worries about food and clothing. Look at you, you are far behind the master."

When Cheng Youning heard his master speak so badly of him, he no longer dared to bargain with his master. He turned around on the spot, looking for the direction of the pheasant.

Within two minutes, a colorful pheasant fell on his head. It was caught by his followers and thrown to him. Cheng Youning didn't think much about it and ran after the pheasant. However, the pheasant could fly, but Cheng Youning couldn't.

Cheng Youning was so tired that he lay on the ground and admitted defeat many times, but was scolded by his followers every time.

During dinner, everyone in the dining hall clearly felt that someone was missing, "Where's Cheng Youning?"

"Uncle, just ask your followers and you will know."

Wan Lianxing said, "You won't eat with your followers, will you?"

Shang Xi said: "Cheng Youning didn't even have a meal."

"what happened?"

"What else can I do? I'm being punished."

"Why are you being punished?"

"Because I didn't practice well enough."

"Oh? Is that true? What kind of exercise did Cheng Youning practice well?"

"Caught a pheasant with bare hands." Shang Xi pointed to a dish in the middle of the table, "This little pheasant stewed with mushrooms was caught by Cheng Youning." Shang Xi didn't need to explain the difficulty of catching a chicken. One can imagine that it must not have been easy to get the chicken.

"Okay, my grandson is quite capable. He even caught the pheasant. Why is he still being punished?"

Shang Xi said: "The followers asked him to catch three, but he only caught one."

The people around Wan Lianxing picked up a chicken leg for him. Wan Lianxing took a bite and felt that the chicken was particularly delicious. "This little pheasant is good, better than domestic chicken. You all should try it. We should thank Cheng Youning for being able to eat such a good little pheasant."

"Uncle, you're eating so deliciously, are you listening to me?"

Wan Lianxing said, "I am listening, but this little pheasant is indeed delicious."

"Your followers, ask Cheng Youning to catch pheasants. If he doesn't catch three, he won't be allowed to eat." Shang Xi emphasized again.

"Then this master's request is a bit high. However, Shang Xi, honest advice is unpleasant to the ears and is not worth listening to. I know you love your children, but I still have to say a few words to you today."

"What's wrong with me? Why are you talking about Cheng Youning and bringing me back to my head?"

Wan Lianxing said, "Speaking of you is the same as speaking of the child. As the ancients said, 'Strict fathers often have filial sons, loving mothers often have bad sons.' Both you and Cheng Feng are not strict enough. If this child wants to become useful, he must be trained. You feel bad if he starves for a meal. This person won't be harmed even if he doesn't eat for three days. Parents should not spoil their children too much, or they will fail to become useful."