"I don't think so." He accurately put the pen into the pen box on the table and said with an enigmatic smile, "Little Lotus Seed Bun, we have a lot of unsettled accounts."

I am certain that Minister Lan Fanlan must be settling the accounts now because I threw him!

Despicable people are all minor celebrities, just like Lan Fan in front of me.

The sunshine in the summit town has always been warm and pleasant, with white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the breeze gently blowing through the green rice fields and winding along the field paths...

Rubbing the soil in my hands, I felt that nothing in life could be happier than breathing fresh air on a country road.[

Let me introduce myself. I, Feng Wusha, am eight years old and a native of Dingfeng. I am currently studying in the first grade of Dingfeng Elementary School. I have excellent grades and received the Three Excellent Student Certificate in my first semester of life. I have successfully won the supreme honor.

So my parents allowed me to enjoy the wonderful summer life as long as I completed my summer homework well.

Today is the first day of summer. My current state is that I am no longer busy catching up on my summer homework like a sad puppy lying down in front of my desk, and I am free to enjoy my wonderful childhood in the nature I love. Thank you.

God sent me a pair of wonderful and open-minded parents, so I am not like other hard-working students who have to lie in front of the desk all day long to complete piles of after-school homework!

That is completely beyond the scope of primary school students. No matter how smart the child is, with inappropriate education methods, he will completely turn into a machine that eats textbooks. What we need is not production-line-like learning, what we need is flexible and interesting.

Learning methods and continuous practice will only make us hate learning these two words even more.

Thank you so much Lord Buddha!

"Hey, little clay figurine, what are you doing?"

A childish voice interrupted my process of thanking God. At this time, turning around to see who it was was a reflex action. I am a normal eight-year-old child, so of course I turned around.

Is this boy who is not far behind me in height from an old Shanghai aristocratic family who lived in the 1930s? Please don't question my question. You can imagine that he is actually wearing a white shirt that is as new as if the label has just been removed and is permed straight.

He is wearing a pair of small trousers and has a young man's hairstyle that only appeared in the aristocratic families of old Shanghai in the 1930s!

God, did you actually let me meet an aristocratic young man from Shanghai who traveled through time and space from the 1930s in a peak town in the 1990s? This joke is too big!

I always get to the bottom of things, so I looked at him in surprise for a while and decided to ask a very plastic question, "Excuse me, this young master, are you from old Shanghai?"

He curled his lips, looked at me from head to toe with disdain, and then said, "Are you speaking Martian language, little clay figurine?"

After my preliminary conclusion, this boy who seemed to be closely related to the old Shanghai young master in the 1930s was a standard child who had been pampered since childhood. Therefore, I decided to ignore him and continue to enjoy my wonderful summer.

It's a pity that even with such an arrogant and annoying boy, I can't even think about having a quiet summer life. When I patted the field stalk and was about to sit on it, someone grabbed me by the collar from behind, and then I heard

The most annoying voice this summer is, "Little clay figurine, you are very rude."

"Please let me go, Young Master from Old Shanghai!" I sighed helplessly, almost wanting to bury alive this annoying boy behind me who had ruined my beautiful day and appeared out of nowhere!

"You didn't answer my question, what were you doing just now?" The sound of him dragging her to the horizon came from behind.

"Young Master from Old Shanghai, can you please let go of my cute pink collar?" I said through gritted teeth. This guy didn't see that I rolled up the corners of my pants very carefully to protect my parents.

Is the performance of the clothes I bought with my hard money?

He actually dared to grab my collar with his unwashed hands when he went to the toilet! Very good, this old Shanghai young master successfully made me angry. I rubbed the hands that had just been playing with the soil, and then gave me a hard blow.

He shook his fist.

"Are you sure you will answer my question after I leave you?" A questioning voice came from behind, and I'm sure he showed a strange expression of distrust.

"Definitely." I laughed slyly and raised my hands in assurance.

"Okay then." He finally compromised and let go of his hand holding my collar, asking, "Little clay figurine, can you answer the question now? What were you doing just now?" [

Answer the question? Of course, I turned around to face him, stretched out my hand stained with soil and patted his shoulder, smiling harmlessly, "You asked me what I was doing just now, right?"

He squinted and nodded, and the corner of his eye glanced at my hand on his shoulder.

"Then, let me tell you the answer with my hand." I stretched out my other hand and waved it in front of his eyes. Under his suspicious gaze, I put it directly on his face! Then, I scoffed slightly, but still

He smiled and said, "Young master from old Shanghai, do you know what I was doing just now?"

"Playing with dirt." He said dully, looking at my dirt-covered hands with disgust.
Chapter completed!