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Chapter 280 The Son Is the Village Tyrant 14
"I……"

Lin Sheng opened his mouth, he didn't have the face to say "Isn't there still you and mother", he still knew that relying on his parents for a long time is the behavior of a lazy man,
After a long time, he muttered:

"I'm still young."

The sound was almost inaudible, if it wasn't for Chang Ning's sharp ears, he wouldn't be able to hear it.He smiled:

"Gan Luo worshiped at the age of 12; Zhao Ji, discerning strings at the age of six; Bo Yang, who discussed misfortunes and blessings when he was young; Xiang Lu, who was less than ten years old, called "Shenggong"."

After a pause, Chang Ning looked into his ignorant eyes and said bluntly:

"You said you want to marry Ming Huan? Then what are you going to do to support her? Go down to the river to catch shrimps? Or climb trees to catch birds? Or, you want Ming Huan to work hard and let her support you in the future?"

Looking at his gradually flushed face, Chang Ning said mercilessly:
"If that's the case, what's the difference between you and the gangsters at the head of the village?"

Erhunzi is a real Erhunzi, who not only eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles, but also relies on his wife to support the family, and also punches and kicks the other party. That is a garbage and is cast aside by the whole village.

"I won't be like him! I can raise my own daughter-in-law! I, I can read and write. I'm still strong. I can do a lot!"

Shouting these words loudly, Lin Sheng clenched his fists and stared at Chang Ning tremblingly, as if he would punch him if he said anything provocative.

"Wow, so you know so many."

He said exaggerated words, but Chang Ning's face was full of disapproval, which immediately stimulated Lin Sheng's lungs:

"Father! What's your expression?"

Chang Ning quickly passed him, walked out of the deep woods, and stood under the sun:

"You say you can read and have great strength, but what's the use of being able to read? All Dad can think of is to be a storyteller. But a storyteller still needs to be good at eloquence, and he can quote scriptures. Apart from being mad at the world, what do you know when you read a storybook? ?”

He turned around:

"Besides, you can also write letters. But with your bad handwriting, it is not as good as Siya. Do people want you to write? Oh, as for your strength, this is okay. After all, you don't need a brain to do farm work. It's enough strength. Let's do this, it happens that this land needs to be refurbished, so you can go."

As he spoke, he handed over the hoe in his hand.

The sun's rays refracted a white light on the sharp end of the hoe. It was so bright that Lin Sheng couldn't help tearing from his eyes. He shook his lips:

"I won't do it!"

Taking his hand and putting the hoe on it, Chang Ning said in a calm voice:
"Because the sun is not high now, go home as soon as you finish."

Then let go,

With a bang, the hoe hit the hard soil. Chang Ning smiled. He put his hands on the boy's shoulders and pushed him down:
"Father is working hard for your sake, how can you be so disobedient? Come on, be good, pick it up."

Those big rough hands were like a soldering iron, with strong strength, no matter how Lin Sheng resisted, his face turned red, but there was still nothing he could do.

"Okay, I'll do it!"

Gritting his teeth and saying this, he felt the hand on his neck loosen.

"Go ahead, come on, this land is up to you."

To deal with this kind of child, you have to use both soft and hard tactics, Chang Ning sat down on the ground with a smile on his face.Seeing Lin Sheng reluctantly picked up the hoe and walked to the field full of weeds, the hoe smashed down hard.

"Caz"

The hoe made a gash in the hard ground.

Because there has been no rain recently, the ground is full of cracks, and the weeds are drooping and listless.

(End of this chapter)