Magistrate Fu nodded, indicating that he understood, but still said: "The county government is not well-off, and the meals given to the working people are based on the old rules. It may not be easy to change the system."
Man Bao wrinkled his little eyebrows and wondered why it was so difficult. Isn’t it just about making money? And everyone didn’t eat much.
Manbao opened his mouth to speak, but the county magistrate suddenly asked Bai Shanbao, "What is the young man's name?"
Man Bao shut his mouth temporarily. His mother said that when others are talking, you should wait until they have finished speaking before speaking. It is rude to interrupt.
Bai Shanbao puffed up his little chest and said, "My name is Bai Shan."
"Bai?" Magistrate Fu asked with a smile, "Who are you, Bai Li from Qili Village?"
Bai Shanbao was stunned for a moment and said, "That's my uncle."
"Hey, Bai Li has brothers?"
Bai Shanbao said: "My father and uncle are cousins."
County Magistrate Fu nodded when he heard this, thinking that Bai Shanbao was a relative of the Bai family who came to depend on Bai Li. He smiled and asked him, "I see that you are quite talented in reading. Does your father also study now?"
Bai Shanbao lowered his hand and replied: "My father was a Jinshi in the first year of Dazhen. In the second year of Dazhen, he was appointed as the magistrate of Brazil County. He later died in office because of arresting bandits."
Bai Shanbao pursed his lips and looked very unhappy. Of course, these words were not what he thought of, but what his grandmother once said to someone, but Bai Shanbao replaced his son with his father.
This reminded him of some not so good memories.
Man Bao sensed his little friend's unhappiness, and immediately put all the labor and food behind his mind, and stretched out his little hand to grab his.
Bai Shanbao's hand was held by a pair of fleshy hands. He glanced to the side, feeling much better and regaining his strength. He raised his head and looked at Magistrate Fu.
Magistrate Fu didn't expect that this was the orphan of his old colleague. There were not many officials at that time, so the bureaucratic circle was very small. The second year of Dazhen was not that long ago. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered, "Your father
Is it Bai Qi?"
Bai Shanbao said in a sweet voice, "That's my father!"
Magistrate Fu couldn't help but sigh and said: "It turns out he is the son of an old friend. If you are willing to come to the county school to study, I can give you a letter of recommendation."
Bai Shanbao shook his head and said: "Thank you sir, but the students' current knowledge is not enough to go to the county school. Let's wait until I grow up."
Magistrate Fu nodded and said happily: "Very good, Mr. Bai has a successor."
Man Bao raised her little head and looked at him curiously, wanting to say something, but Bai Shanbao shook her hand hard, and she remained silent.
Magistrate Fu did not talk to the two children anymore and asked the government officials to take them down and then go see the embankment.
He came here for inspection. He used to come and walk around and then leave. This time he came to take a look because he heard that the project was already halfway through.
Bai Shanbao took Manbao's hand and walked away. After walking very far, he looked back at the backs of Magistrate Fu and others.
Manbao also looked back and saw that only her fourth brother and Daji were next to her, so she said: "He lied, he doesn't know your father at all."
Bai Shan nodded, "I know. If we knew each other, my grandmother would have visited us when she moved here."
"Then why did he lie?"
After all, Bai Shanbao was one year older than Manbao, and had received a different kind of education since he was a child, so he said: "This is a courtesy, and Brazil County is not far from here, and it is under the same jurisdiction of Mianzhou as Luojiang County, so of course he has to say something
Well, it’s you, don’t say anything to others in the future, people outside are different from people in the village."
Man Bao was surprised and said: "It turns out that there is Mianzhou outside Luojiang County. Have you been there?"
Zhou Lang couldn't help but raise his forehead:...this is the focus.
But Bai Shanbao accepted it well. He soon lost his worries and became happy, saying: "I haven't been there, but it is the state capital and will definitely be more prosperous than Luojiang County. We will go there when we grow up a little bit."
Man Bao nodded, "I want to eat a lot of food and grow up quickly."
Bai Shanbao nodded with deep understanding, "You have to learn to ride a horse, otherwise walking will be very tiring."
"I don't have a horse at home, and horses are so expensive. Can I ride a donkey?"
Bai Shanbao hesitated, "Okay."
Zhou Lang held the back collar of one of them with one hand and carried the two of them to the Zhou family's stall, saying: "Come on, we don't even have donkeys at home. You guys are still not hungry after shopping for a long time. Hurry up and eat something and go back.
Second brother shouldn’t have brought you here today.”
Daji followed silently, letting Zhou Lang carry their young master.
After returning home, Man Bao suddenly shouted, "County Magistrate Fu forgot to return the manuscript to us."
Bai Shanbao was also a little annoyed. After all, they had written it for a long time, so he sighed with Manbao for a while. He was still a little depressed until he went to school the next day.
When Mr. Zhuang saw the two children hanging their heads like eggplants beaten by frost, he couldn't help but sneak them out for questioning. When he heard about it, he said: "What's the point? You wrote the article, and it will have to be revised in the future anyway.
You just have to write it again, review the past and learn the new, even if the things are the same, the article you write should be different."
Mr. Zhuang simply gave them homework, "In conjunction with this trip to see the construction of the dam, you can write it again. This time, two people are not allowed to write it together. You can write your own."
The two children's eyes widened, and their hands felt a little painful at the thought of writing so many words.
Mr. Zhuang said: "You are still young, so I will give you more time. Just give it to me before the winter solstice and the holidays."
Man Bao counted on his fingers how long it was until the winter solstice, and found that it was still a long, long time. He immediately became happy and agreed with Bai Shanbao excitedly.
Seeing that the two children had regained their energy, Mr. Zhuang took them back to class and said, "Let's go to class."
Although there is still a long, long time before the winter solstice, Bai Shanbao and Manbao dare not slack off. After all, this article is very long. It took them a whole year to write it.
So as soon as school was over, the two children went back to Bai's house together, and skillfully took out things from the bookbox in the study room to prepare for homework.
This is a habit that the two children have developed over the past year. When they are not playing outside, they usually come to the Bai family's study to do homework and read.
After all, the Zhou family didn't have a study room or even a desk. She had to do her homework lying on the dining table, and no one talked to her while doing her homework. It was so boring.
Bai Shanbao also likes to have someone to accompany him when doing homework. The two of them occupied a position in a tacit understanding, and then took out their pens, inks, paper and inkstones and arranged them.
Looking at each other, Bai Shanbao held down the white paper in front of him and said, "You are not allowed to peek at me."
Man Bao, who was about to peek, snorted, turned around and said, "I won't peek at yours, and you're not allowed to peek at mine either."
The two children looked at each other warily, and found a book to put in the middle to separate each other's sight. Then they began to think hard, how can they write better than him (her)?