"Just take a look, who is afraid of whom?" Although Bai Shanbao also had a small face, but in order not to fall out in front of Man Bao, he opened the box with trembling hands. After taking a look, he looked away and said firmly: "I'm not afraid.
It's just that it's too ugly and I don't like to look at it."
Man Bao felt that what he said was so right, he nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, yes, I also think it is too ugly and hurts my eyes if I look at it too much."
The two children looked at each other and agreed with each other's words. Then they turned their heads to look at the bug in the box, then turned away, took another look, and then turned away...
Mr. Bai watched this scene outside the window, and then looked at his son who lowered his head and pretended to be honest. He moved his feet, but seeing Mr. Zhuang in front of him, he held back his movements and did not kick out.
Although Mr. Zhuang also spanked students, he did not agree with parents spanking their children, especially Mr. Bai's method of spanking. Seeing that he looked at Bai Erlang with increasingly unkind eyes, Mr. Zhuang signaled the parents to leave. He wanted to
Class has started.
Master Bai secretly glared at his youngest son, warned him in a low voice, and invited Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Zheng to leave together.
Although Qili Village is located in a mountain valley and is difficult to access, the scenery is excellent.
Mr. Bai is also a scholar. When he first built the school, he specially chose this place with excellent scenery. Facing the water and looking at the mountains, it is extremely beautiful.
Although the autumn scenery is bleak, the forest here is still dense, and there are many wild flowers blooming on the roadside, which are very beautifully decorated.
Ms. Liu slowly walked along the river bank to the Bai family mansion, with a happy expression. She turned to Mr. Bai and said, "This place is really full of outstanding people."
Mr. Bai knew that his aunt was talking about Manbao, so he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Auntie, don't think this is a poor ravine. In fact, there are many good things and good people. You can just watch it from now on."
Ms. Liu nodded, "That child knew how to overcome difficulties even at a young age, and knew how to overcome them despite being afraid. I only hope that Shanbao can learn this from her in the future."
Mrs. Liu felt a little regretful, "It's a pity that she is a girl. By the way, she has many brothers and nephews. Why is it that no one Mr. Zhuang likes her?"
Although Mr. Bai rarely goes to the village, he still knows the things in the village. He smiled and said: "I am afraid that all the good looks of the Zhou family can be traced to this child."
Mrs. Liu thought about the Zhou family she met yesterday, nodded, and said with a smile: "The Mrs. Zhou I met yesterday seems to be a virtuous person."
Mr. Bai recalled what the housekeeper had mentioned about the Zhou family, and said uncertainly: "Maybe, the eldest and the third child in his family are very diligent, and the second child is quite clever and often goes to the market to do things.
Some small business."
The two of them talked as they went home.
On the other side of the school, Man Bao and Shan Bao had already put away the bugs and began to take out their own books to study with their husband.
Bai Shanbao originally wanted to overpower his opponent in reading, so he recited loudly from the beginning. Although he still had a bit of a milky voice, he was the loudest in the class.
Man Bao liked to join in the fun. When she saw her deskmate reading loudly, she also started reading at the top of her voice. The way the two little brats shook their heads was very cute.
At least Mr. Zhuang, who was standing on the stage, was particularly satisfied, with smiles in his eyes, stroking his beard back and forth, shaking his head happily and reading.
The other students in the class were led by the two to read at full volume, much more seriously than before. Even the college students who had already finished studying the Analects couldn't help but turn around and read "The Analects" after the two of them.
Bai Erlang, who was standing outside the classroom, couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the two children in the room, and snorted as if his nose was breathing fire.
The two classmates who were forced to stand like him also took a curious look inside, and approached the boss and said, "Brother Erlang, how come your cousin can read "The Analects of Confucius"? Didn't he just go to school?"
Bai Erlang muttered: "That's why I hate him the most. He became enlightened when he was only two years old. My grandmother said that he could not only recite three hundred poems, but also memorize the Thousand-Character Classic and The Analects of Confucius. He
When he came here, my grandmother gave him my favorite braised pork. In short, he was just as annoying as Man Bao. Humph, is it great to be able to read?"
"That's right, that's right, we are better at fighting than him. Otherwise, when get out of class is over in the afternoon, we will block him on the road and beat him up to vent your anger."
Bai Erlang hesitated, "If my father finds out, he will definitely beat me."
"We secretly heard from my elder brother that if the person who was beaten didn't want the person who was beaten to know who hit him, then just put a sack on him."
Bai Erlang rolled his eyes and whispered: "Where should we find sacks?"
"I have it at home, but I can't run home to get it. Your home is closer than mine."
"Then tomorrow," another person said, "Tomorrow we will bring sacks, preferably with Manbao in them."
"Isn't this bad?" Bai Erlang frowned and said, "She is a girl, just scare her with bugs. How can a man beat a girl?"
The other person also felt that it was too embarrassing to beat the girl, so he did not agree with the proposal, so the proposal was shelved.
Bai Shanbao and Manbao competed with each other. In short, if you suppressed me with the first sentence, I will suppress you with the next sentence.
Mr. Zhuang looked at them with a smile for a long time before knocking on the table of the two of them, and warned: "Keep your voice down, and have good reading skills, otherwise your throat will be speechless tomorrow."
Mr. Zhuang signaled everyone to stop and asked the primary school students to take out their books and start teaching a new text. After letting them know how to read this text, he asked them to read it first and then explain its meaning later in class.
After taking care of the primary school students, Mr. Zhuang went to see the college students.
In fact, there are only five in the older group.
Bai Shanbao glanced at Manbao and read silently.
Man Bao also read it carefully. She always had a good memory and basically remembered it after reading it two or three times. But she didn't know what it meant, so she looked around.
In the past, she would have asked Keke directly, but now there was someone sitting next to her. She felt that instead of talking to Keke in her heart, it would be better to talk to others with her mouth.
The words spoken through the mouth are very pleasant to hear.
So she began to push the textbook she had copied in front of Shanbao and asked, "Do you know what this sentence means?"
Bai Shanbao took a look. He happened to have learned from his grandmother before, and said proudly: "Of course I know, don't you know?"
"I don't know, sir, I haven't had time to tell you yet," Man Bao said matter-of-factly: "But I want to know now, can you tell me?"
Bai Shanbao turned to look at her, feeling comfortable with her gaze, so he reluctantly told her, "Actually, it was two disciples of Confucius who were talking. Zi Qin asked Zigong. The teacher would hear it wherever he went.
Regarding the political affairs of that country, did he ask others to tell him, or did others take the initiative to tell him..."
This is an article that I learned from my studies. Bai Shanbao has memorized it by heart. His grandmother also told him the meaning and he has memorized it.
Man Bao listened with great interest and said: "I have never heard of this story. It is really nice. It would be great if I could travel to various countries like Confucius in the future and someone would take the initiative to tell me the story."