Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

One pressed his shoulders and the other pressed his feet, but he didn't let the seventh prince take his feet out of the basin.

His face was distorted by the heat, but he soon discovered that it wasn't that hot anymore, and he didn't know if he was getting used to it or if it wasn't really hot at all.

Jin Xiuyi let go of his leg: "How are you? I told you not to perm it. If you don't believe me, try it yourself."

The Seventh Prince stretched out his hand, thinking that his third aunt had put some medicine on him and then took it back. His feet were indeed no longer hot, and they felt quite comfortable after being soaked like this. The pain seemed to have disappeared.

Several teenagers each pulled up a stool and sat down next to him.

"We know you can't do farm work, but grandpa said that everyone in the family has to work in the fields. I was just like you when I first came here. I didn't know anything. My eldest brother prescribed the medicine, and sister Yaoyao took it herself. It feels better after I soaked it, how about it? Does it feel better?" Guan Shengrui said.

The seventh prince nodded.

But the seventh prince still didn't understand. He hesitated for a while and said, "But there is no shortage of servants in the family, why not let them do it?"

Datou glanced at him and said: "Because grandpa said, you can't forget your roots. You are right. There are many slaves in the house, and it is true that they can do many things, but the situation in our family is different.

We used to be dirt-legged people from the countryside, and we have reached this point by relying on our own abilities. No matter how beautiful the outside world is, we must not forget our roots. This is the rule of the Wen family, and it is also the principle of life that our grandfather taught us.

What you think is hard farm work is actually something that everyone in Gutong Village and people all over the world have to do every day, and everyone just does it to make their lives easier.

Moreover, only by experiencing the life at the bottom can we know how difficult life is, understand more about people's livelihood, and enable ourselves to do more things in the future. "

Datou paused, and then said: "People's livelihood cannot be summarized by writing a few words in a memorial or a few stories in a storybook. It needs to be seen with one's own eyes."

After saying that, Datou didn't care whether the seventh prince heard it or not. He stood up and came to his side and picked up his shoulders.

"I'll give you a pinch so it won't hurt so much tomorrow."

Datou carefully pinched his left hand, and upon seeing this, Jin Xiuyi pinched his right hand.

The Seventh Prince did not feel that they were serving him like this, but he was deeply touched by them taking care of him like this.

After soaking their feet, they talked for a while before going back to rest. After all, tomorrow is another busy day.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the Seventh Prince suddenly spoke boldly: "Can I practice with you tomorrow?"

Although Datou and the others returned to Gutong Village, they still had to get up an hour early every day to practice with the patrol. It was windy, rainy, and thunderous, and they had formed a habit.

The seventh prince was a guest, so he was not allowed to follow.

Datou looked at him and said, "Practice is very hard. If you are not afraid, we will call you tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Inexplicably, the seventh prince was very happy.

Lying in bed at night, although he was still very tired, his hands and feet didn't seem to hurt much anymore. The seventh prince fell asleep soon after lying on the warm quilt.

I slept even more soundly than when I was in the palace.

In the morning, several teenagers dug him out of bed, took him to change clothes, combed his hair, and went to the well to get water to wash his face.

Aunt Shi was already used to it, but when she saw them asking the Seventh Prince to wash his face with cold water, she quickly stopped: "Seventh...Seventh Prince, you should wash your face with hot water. It's cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the cold water." of excitement.”

The Seventh Prince looked at the others. The handkerchief on his hand was cold and his fingers hurt from the cold. However, he gritted his teeth and endured it. He thanked Auntie Shi: "Thank you Auntie. I'm just like them. I can do it." ”

Aunt Shi didn't know what to say when she saw this.

After several young men finished washing and ran to the foot of the back mountain to start practicing, Grandma Shi reported the matter to the third princess.

The third princess was silent for a while and then said: "You don't have to worry about them from now on. Just treat Datou and Ruier as they want. No need for special treatment."

Seeing that her master agreed, Aunt Shi saluted and said yes.

If the seventh prince was not a prince, they would definitely not be so cautious. He was still a little different from the children in his family.

But since the three princesses have said so, let’s treat them equally from now on.

Xunfeng took these disciples with him and saw the seventh prince coming with him. Although it was strange, he quickly reacted and asked the seventh prince to join the practice team.

He and Datou's progress was different, so he practiced with other children in the village. First, he had to run around the small school field at the foot of the mountain.

After a few laps, the seventh prince was already sweating on his forehead. He looked exhausted, but he still persisted.

He also needed to learn riding and archery in the palace, as well as a few self-defense skills. However, he was not favored and did not have many resources. Master Wu did not teach him too carefully, so he had to rely on himself for everything. .

But compared with his training today, the martial arts masters in the palace taught him nothing more than child's play.

After an hour of practice, the teenagers hurried back to change clothes, wash up and have breakfast.

Old Man Wen appeared at the door of his house on time and asked them to follow him.

Several people quickly followed up with their own tools.

"If your feet hurt, just tell grandpa directly and go to the side to take a rest, you know?" Guan Shengrui whispered to the seventh prince.

The Seventh Prince looked at Old Man Wen's back and sighed.

However, he persisted.

By night, my legs, feet and hands no longer hurt as much as the day before.

Wenjun was the one who came to apply medicine on him today, and the third princess was busy with other things.

Wenjun carefully applied ointment to him and massaged his shoulders and arms with professional techniques. The discomfort quickly disappeared.

Before going to bed, Datou and the others pressed me down and soaked my feet again.

Just like this, after seven consecutive days, the work in the fields was finished. Not only did the seventh prince's whole body turn black, but even the palms of his hands were calloused.

Looking at himself in the mirror, the seventh prince almost didn't recognize him.

Although she is not as fair as before, she looks much more energetic than before.

Seven or eight days later, it started to snow in Gutong Village.

The soft and light snowflakes fell one after another, just like the carefully selected duck down from the duck down factory. They fell on the ground piece by piece, melted, and left little traces.

Those that had no time to melt away slowly piled up, and before long, the entire Gutong Village became covered in silver.

There was a knock on the door of Wen's house, and the concierge opened it. Outside, he saw young men led by Tieniu and Li Erhu wearing hats and thick cotton clothes. Some were carrying things in their hands, and some were carrying baskets on their backs.

The concierge quickly called out the young masters, and then heard Tieniu calling out to them loudly: "It's snowing, let's go to the foot of the back mountain to bake potatoes and eat them. If we're lucky, we can pick up rabbits and roast them. Are you going, guys?" Everything has been taken care of." He said and shook the rabbit's rope in his glove.

Several young people immediately went back to talk to their elders. This time, they didn't need to shout. The seventh prince took his hat and put it on and followed. He also took the initiative to help the young people in the village carry their things.