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Chapter 57

After all, Wu Lang failed to get a little more candy from Man Bao. He shook his head and sighed as he led Lao Liu and Er Ya on the road. Yes, it was Er Ya.

Today it is Erya's turn to go to the county town with them.

Zhou Dalang and others also went out with them carrying baskets on their backs to pick the ligustrum that their mother told them about.

Manbao also followed them out, she was going to school!

When she arrived at the school, she found that her classmates were already halfway there. Bai Shanbao was sitting in her seat and studying seriously. She ran up to her, put her book on the table, opened it, and then looked sideways at her classmates.

Bai Shanbao shook his head and finished reading this section, then stopped and looked at his friend, and asked with a straight face, "Is something wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to tell you that my father promised to let my eldest brother and the others build a house for your family. Have you chosen a place for your family?"

Speaking of this, Bai Shanbao's shoulders became a little sloppy and he said: "My uncle is not willing to let us go out to live, so he must keep us. My grandmother didn't even say anything about this yesterday."

Manbao said doubtfully: "Why do you want to let outsiders live in your home? It would be so uncomfortable and it would cost food."

Bai Shanbao: "..."

Spending food?

What is this statement?

Man Bao said: "I have an uncle who is very lazy. He quarreled with my aunt and was kicked out. He came to my house to look for my mother and wanted to live in my house, but my mother didn't let him live. She grabbed his ears and went back.

I went back to apologize to my aunt."

Man Bao said: "My mother said, this is for the good of my uncle and our family. Living in other people's homes depends on other people's faces. How can I be as comfortable as myself? And it is not comfortable for an outsider to live in the master's house.

When outsiders are around, it doesn't matter whether you quarrel, throw bowls, or make love, but are you embarrassed when outsiders are around?"

Bai Shanbao shook his head fiercely and complained: "I used to be able to play with mud, but now my mother won't let me play. I saw a big yellow flower in the flower bed yesterday. It was so beautiful. I wanted to pick it up and give it to my grandmother."

My mother won’t let me wear it. Humph, if this were in my own home, I could pull it if I wanted to, but my mother would never care and would even praise me for my filial piety.”

Man Bao encouraged him, "So you have to move out. If you want to plant flowers then, I can take my nephews to the mountains to help you dig. Let me tell you, there are many, many beautiful flowers on the mountains."

Bai Shanbao's eyes brightened slightly, and he looked at her with envy, "Have you ever climbed a mountain?"

Although Manbao had only gone up there twice, she was still very proud, as if the mountain was her back garden. She raised her little head and said, "Of course, I can go up there if I want. There are wild wild things on the mountain."

Let’s eat the fruit.”

The envy in Bai Shanbao's eyes became even heavier. Seeing this, Man Bao became excited and patted his chest and said, "If you want to go, I'll take you with me."

Bai Shanbao's eyes brightened, "Really?"

Is there any difficulty in this? Just take him to see his fourth brother after school.

Man Bao nodded reservedly.

Bai Shanbao let out a cheer, and Mr. Zhuang's figure appeared at the door. Bai Shanbao immediately picked up the book and pushed Man Bao to signal her to be careful of Mr. Zhuang.

It's a pity that Man Bao has never experienced being watched by her husband, so she failed to understand what Bai Shanbao meant. She turned to look at the door, saw her husband, gave him a big smile, and said hello particularly attentively, "

Hello sir!"

Students: ...You are really looking for death. Sir, didn’t you see that you were talking nonsense?

Mr. Zhuang, who was about to lose his temper, suddenly stopped and couldn't smile at the young disciple. He could only smile back, and then said solemnly: "The day's plan starts in the morning, why don't you hurry up and study?"

Man Bao obediently opened the book and started reading along with Bai Shanbao, shaking his head.

Students:...Are they dazzled? It must be dazzled, right?

But Mr. Zhuang let them go so gently.

But during recess, Mr. Zhuang carried the two children to the yard next door.

The students thought that Mr. Zhuang was going to teach them a lesson, so they felt balanced in their hearts. Let's just say, how could they not be punished for speaking trivial words during morning classes?

The teacher clearly said that if you want to speak small words, just go out and speak, and when you enter the classroom, you can only read.

Little did they know that Mr. Zhuang was asking the two children about their thoughts on reading today.

Today they are still learning the text from "The Analects". Mr. Zhuang has already explained the meaning. Manbao always has a lot of questions. In class before, because it was her husband who was talking, it was not easy for her to interrupt and ask questions. Now she has the opportunity.

Of course, I asked all the questions.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and answered her questions one by one.

Bai Shanbao didn't dare to ask his questions at first, because according to his experience, if he dared to ask his husband those questions, he would be scolded for being tricky, and then slapped on the palm. The next time his husband saw his grandmother, he would file a complaint.

, saying that he is not focused and thinks of some heretical and tricky methods every day.

Now seeing that Man Bao dared to ask any questions, he was no longer timid. With bright eyes, he asked Mr. Zhuang his own questions, and also asked questions from the "Thousand Character Essay" he had read before.

There are too many questions, and the time between classes is simply not enough.

Mr. Zhuang touched his little head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, after lunch, you come to Mr.'s place to have a rest, and Mr. Zhu will teach you again."

After a pause, he added: "If the classmates ask you what you are doing here, just say that the teacher asked you to clean up, you know?"

The two children nodded together. Their round little heads and round faces were so cute.

Seeing that Bai Shanbao was in a daze, Mr. Zhuang patted his little head gently and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about? Come back to your senses. Go back to class quickly."

Manbao grabbed Bai Shanbao and turned around and ran towards the classroom.

Bai Shanbao whispered to her, "Sir, he touched my head."

Man Bao looked at him curiously, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Bai Shanbao said: "My former husband would never touch my head, and he would not touch the heads of other children. He would only hit us."

Man Bao was filled with righteous indignation and said, "Then your previous husband was a bad guy. Mr. Zhuang is so nice. Only bad kids get slapped on the palm. But as soon as the bad kid changed for the better, Mr. Zhuang touched his head again."

Bai Shanbao regretted, "If only I had come earlier, when I was in school..."

Bai Shanbao couldn't stop talking for a moment and told Manbao all about his previous experiences in school. When Mr. Zhuang returned to class, he could hardly stop talking.

He still thought that it was a pity that he was sitting under the teacher's nose. It would be better if he was in the back row, so that he could continue talking to Man Bao.

Man Bao was still satisfied with what he heard. He stopped looking for his teacher after class. He ran to the kitchen to bring the meal and then found a grassy spot outside the school to eat while continuing to talk.

It wasn't until Mr. Zhuang waited in the yard for a long time and found out that he saw two little children sitting side by side on the grass talking excitedly that he realized why they didn't go to him.

Mr. Zhuang was so angry that his beard was blowing up. He shouted, carried the two little kids into the yard, and decided to tell them what Xinnuo means and what it means to respect teachers and respect them at noon today!


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