The farmer has taken to using the grandchildren for labor. He isn't offering to pay them other than telling them they can eat what they pick. Isn't that mean?
They are really feeling abused by this.
Look at how hard he is making them work.
Sometimes the fruit of their labor is very strange.
We did pick our very first sugar baby watermelon. We have never grown watermelons before and were quite unsure if it would ripen.
But it did and it was very sweet.
Little laborers picked these.
They thought these were hilarious.
All lined up to come in the house. I think he owes the grandchildren perhaps a Popsicle.