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Chapter 878 Reminds me of a poem!

When Zhong Dagui heard this, he followed the direction Zhang Ting pointed, and soon saw Hao Gui and the others, these distinguished young masters and young ladies.

Zhong Dagui was taken aback, "Boss, how can this be done, transplanting rice seedlings is hard work, young masters are so honorable, how can they go to the fields, absolutely not."

Zhang Ting smiled and said to Zhong Dagui, "Uncle Zhong, I brought them here this time to let them experience the life of ordinary people, let them learn to be self-reliant, and taste the hard work of this kind of farming."

Zhong Dagui nodded slightly while listening.

In fact, I was thinking in my heart, this rich man can really make trouble.

It's a good life, but I have to run over and take the children to experience life. I really don't understand the life of their rich people.

"Hao Gui, are you here to plant rice seedlings today?" At this moment, Zhong Dabao came over with a group of companions.

Seeing Hao Gui behind Zhang Ting, Zhong Dabao took the initiative to step forward, grinning at the corners of his mouth, looking at Hao Gui happily and asking.

Hao Gui nodded slightly, and glanced at his sister-in-law who was talking to Zhong Dagui. Hao Gui lowered his voice and said to Zhong Dabao, "There is no way, my sister-in-law must let us plant rice here, by the way, Zhong Dabao, you Will you plant rice seedlings?"

Zhong Dabao straightened out his small chest, and said to Hao Gui triumphantly, "You are asking the right person. Many people in our village can plant rice seedlings, can't you?"

Hao Gui finally showed a rare blush on his face, touched the back of his head, looked embarrassed, and said hesitantly, "No."

Zhong Dabao's eyes lit up, looking at the embarrassed Hao Gui.

No wonder Zhong Dabao was happy.

I had a chat with Hao Gui yesterday.

He realized that when compared with Hao Gui, he was inferior in everything, and he could read a lot of words.

"That's it, I'll teach you how to plant rice seedlings, and you can teach me how to read, okay?" Zhong Dabao said while holding Hao Gui's hand.

Hao Gui nodded, "Okay, let's make an agreement like this, I will teach you how to read, and you will teach me how to transplant rice seedlings."

Just when the two of them were talking happily like brothers, suddenly, the back of Zhong Dabao's head was patted lightly.

"Grandpa, what are you doing hitting my head? It hurts so much." Zhong Dabao turned his head angrily, and found that the person who hit him was his grandfather.

The little guy asked Zhong Dagui with a bitter face.

Zhong Dagui snorted, stretched out his hand and lightly poked the grandson's forehead, "Why are you talking to the young master like that, the person in front of you is a benefactor in our village, we must respect him."

Zhong Dabao touched his head, pouted, and glanced at Hao Gui.He bowed his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Zhang Ting shook his head.

Going up to the grandparent and grandson, "Uncle Zhong, I think it's quite right for Dabao to act like this."

Dabao, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his head and looked towards Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting smiled at the little guy, "Go and teach Hao Gui and the others. My sister has entrusted Hao Gui and the others to you. You must teach them some stupid fellows."

Hao Gui pouted with Xiaokang, and cast an aggrieved look at Zhang Ting.

They are not stupid.

Zhong Dabao's eyes brightened slightly, staring at Zhang Ting.

"Okay. Don't worry, boss, I will definitely give Hao Gui and the others to the church."

After saying this, Zhong Dabao turned around, took Hao Gui and the others into the field.

Zhong Dagui frowned, and said to Zhang Ting with a face of disapproval, "Boss, this is absolutely impossible. You are the benefactors of our whole village. We, how can we be so indifferent."

Zhang Ting held Zhong Dagui's hand, "Uncle Zhong, come on, don't keep telling the children in the village that I am their benefactor. I don't want them to live because they want to repay me as a benefactor. This is not mine." Originally, my greatest wish is that these children can live and have their own ideas."

Zhong Dagui was taken aback by the serious expression on Zhang Ting's face.

After a while, Zhong Dagui replied tremblingly, "If you go back to the owner's house, Dagui will know, and Dagui won't say that in the future."

Zhang Ting looked at Zhong Dagui who was in awe of him.

Can't help but sigh in my heart.

It seems that in order to change the thinking of these people, it is necessary to arrange for people to build the school here as soon as possible.

Only when the children here are literate and understand the truth, this kind of thinking can gradually disappear.

Soon, Zhang Ting put this idea behind him, and went to the field with the villagers in this village to experience the life of transplanting rice seedlings.

After half an hour, Zhang Ting felt that he couldn't take it anymore.

I haven't done farm work for so long.Zhang Ting felt that he was about to faint in the field.

"I can't, I can't, I can't go on, you go on, I'll go up and rest for a while." Zhang Ting said goodbye to the villagers who were transplanting rice in the field, and hurried to the shore.

Smelling the earthy scent of the fields, Zhang Ting finally felt no longer so stuffy in his heart.

I also began to have the leisure to observe a few children in the field on the other side.

Those children said they were transplanting rice seedlings.It's actually like playing.

Especially Xiao Bao, that guy, if there was not a head that was not stained with soil, Zhang Ting would almost not be able to find this little guy.

A few children couldn't bear it after working for an hour or two.

He ran over to Zhang Ting.

"Xiaobao, you are not planting rice seedlings, are you rolling around in the field?" Zhang Ting waited for the little guy to come over.

Immediately made fun of the clay figurine in front of him.

A group of children present laughed loudly when they heard Zhang Ting's words.

Seeing that everyone was laughing, Xiaobao smiled too.

The embarrassed Xiaobao was about to run towards Zhang Ting, and immediately asked Zhang Ting to stop.

"My little ancestor, there is so much mud on your body, you don't allow me to lean on it." Zhang Ting raised a serious and pretty face, and sternly ordered Xiaobao.

Xiaobao pouted his little mouth, lowered his head to look at the dirt on his body, there was a layer of yellow muddy water under his feet.

"Sister, now I finally know a poem you taught us before." Sitting next to Zhang Ting, Xiaokang looked at the people who were still working in the fields in front of him, his eyes sparkled.

Zhang Ting looked at him, "Which poem is it?"

"At noon on the day of hoeing the river, the sweat dripped into the soil, who knows that the food on the plate is all hard work." Xiaokang just read the first sentence, Hao Gui, An An and Xiaobao heard it and started to read it too .

The voices of the four children suddenly resounded clearly in the open field.

Zhang Ting looked at the four of them and nodded in satisfaction.

It's not easy.

In just half a day, these four guys had such a big feeling.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Ting took them back to the village when he thought of his son Tiaotiao who was still at home to be watched.

(End of this chapter)