Chapter 1084: Young master Shen was being tortured
Shen Yan looked around. There were only the two of them in the vast paddy field. They definitely wouldn’t be able to defeat Wen Qiao in a fight. He was just a soft persimmon that anyone could squeeze here. There was no other way but to be obedient.
“Five mu is too much,”
Wen Qiao went down to the paddy field. we haven’t even started. Why do you feel like you can’t do it? get down here.
Wen Qiao carefully taught Shen Yan which weeds were and how to uproot them.
Shen Yan felt his head throb.
look carefully. If you dare to pull out the wrong one, it won’t be just five mu, it’ll be ten mu.
“How is ten mu possible?” Shen Yan almost jumped up.
“If you can’t pull them all out in one day, then I’ll do it in two or three days.”
“Got it.” Shen Yan lowered his head listlessly.
The sun was scorching, and the air in summer was hot. Wen Qiao wore a summer hat on her head and walked through the paddy fields. When she saw weeds, she uprooted them. During her lunch break, she sat under the shade of a tree with her grandfather bringing her lunch. She looked at Shen Yan, who was leaning against a tree and panting heavily, and whispered, ” “Where did you find these children to work for me? She’s too young, don’t tire her out.”
Wen Qiao waved her hand. it’s no big deal. He’s full of energy. I’ll just waste some of his energy.
“Don’t let the child get a heat stroke.”
“Give him a bottle of huoxiang vital energy water.”
The afternoon sun was the hottest. Wen Qiao asked Shen Yan to sleep on the grass, but he refused. He seemed to be very mindful of his image and only leaned against the tree trunk to sleep. He fell to the ground halfway through his sleep, and Wen Qiao waited like this until three O ‘clock.
This brat was quite good at sleeping. It seemed like he was extremely tired.
At three O ‘clock, the sun wasn’t as strong anymore. Shen Yan rubbed his eyes and struggled to sit up. Wen Qiao passed him a bottle of water, ” “You’re awake? Continue to work after you wake up.”
Shen Yan:
Why should I wake up? She really wanted to sleep until the sky turned dark.
He had no choice, there was still a lot of work to do.
That afternoon, the two of them continued to soak in the fields. Shen Yan was nine years old, a nine-year-old child who had always been pampered and spoiled. He had only done farm work for a day.
She ended work at 6 am and once she got into Wen Qiao’s car, she fell into a deep sleep.
When they arrived at the Shen family’s mansion, he was still asleep, even snoring softly. He was truly exhausted. Wen Qiao carried Shen Yan out of the car.
Uncle Chen came out to welcome her and took the person from her.
“Wake him up. Let him take a bath and eat something before he goes to sleep,” Wen Qiao said.
“Where did you take him today, miss Wen?” Uncle Chen’s attitude changed.
“I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be leaving first.”
Shen Yan had been tormented by Wen Qiao to the point that he had a shadow in his dreams. In his dreams, he was pulling out the grass in the paddy field. He even dreamed that he had pulled out the wrong grass and was taught a lesson by Wen Qiao.
In the past, when there were guests at home, he would always try to sabotage them. He just enjoyed the attention of his family members on him. Even if he was scolded or scolded, he was willing to do so. He was just a child who yearned for attention.
However, recently, Senior Master Shen found out that there was a guest at seven in the morning, but his youngest son seemed to be still asleep. The naughty child who used to get up at five or six in the morning had now fallen in love with sleeping in. He would not get up until nine.
Shen Guoguo heaved a sigh of relief. That Wen Qiao had been the head tutor for ten days, but she still hadn’t been driven away by his youngest son.
It seemed that there was really hope this time.
Uncle Chen said softly, ” Sir, I feel that the young master has become much more obedient recently. When the time comes, Wen Qiao will ask you to honor her request and ask miss to donate her blood to her. That’s 600 milliliters of blood.
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