Yuan felt better after a nap in the afternoon.

The good thing about Yuan is that she is afraid of many things, but she also has a short memory. Once she is done being afraid, that's it.

But I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, so I try not to think about it. If I think about it, I want to scream. It feels better if I don’t think about it.

The fever gradually subsided.

Old Mrs. Yang's eyes were really in serious condition. She couldn't help but worry about it. She had already been very upset recently.

Now she lost her bracelet again and spent money. She went to see the doctor again. Then she saw the cheap gunpowder medicine the doctor prescribed and she almost went blind with anger.

But fortunately she held on. After all, the more serious the condition, the more money she will spend!

Her daughters-in-law, grandchildren and granddaughters also followed suit to persuade and comfort her, and she felt a little better.

It was not until the evening that the three grandsons came back, bringing a set of pens, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as a book, which were given by the teacher.

When the teacher heard about what happened in their family, he was not angry. Instead, he gave them the books he had copied and the writing brushes, inkstones and other tools he had used before.

Now they can share the book, so there is no rush for ink, paper and inkstone, but they have to buy two more pens.

The whole family found the book interesting and they passed it around to each other to read it with great care.

Just as the message reached Yuan, a man suddenly jumped out from the corner and snatched the book away.

Yuan looked at the half piece of paper in his hand.

"This book has been missing half its cover since today..."

A Yuan murmured in an indescribable mood.

The whole family became nervous.

The man who stole the book touched the book with a look of heartache, squatted on the ground, looked back at Yuan with a complaining look, and kept muttering:

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault."

Then he read the book again: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. She is a bad kid, a little girl, bah! All little girls are bad kids and don't deserve to touch these things! Bah!"

Yuan was spat at several times and was even called a bad boy. He was so angry that he almost jumped up:

"You swear at me! I hate you! Humph!"

A Yuan threw himself back into Li's arms feeling aggrieved and became autistic.

I have no idea what's wrong with my second uncle. Today he shared the rat he was going to eat with me, and it seems like we are on good terms.

What if it changes at night?

The whole family tried carefully to get the book back.

Old Madam Yang also narrowed her eyes and coaxed Fu Erbai:

"Er'er, put the book down. Mom will buy you some candy tomorrow, okay?"

Everyone knows that Fu Erbai is a madman now, and he is still a child who can only be coaxed.

Fu Erbai was not happy: "No! I want this! Give it to my son. You all have that, this is for my son!"

Fu Erbai sat on the ground, holding the book like a naughty child, kicking his legs, and pointing at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the kang.

Along the way, if there was anything delicious, Fu Erbai would grab it and give it to Dalang and the others as if it were a treasure, and the whole family was too lazy to argue with him.

But this time it was different. From the moment the book was damaged, Zhao and Wang wanted to beat him, but they were always held back by their daughters.

He endured it now and winked at Dalang and the others, meaning that they should go and get it.

Dalang stood there awkwardly, forcing a smile and approached carefully:

"Dad, can you give me the book?"

Fu Erbai kicked back, shouting in fear:

"Who are you? Are you trying to rob me? Get out of here! Dalang! Erlang! Come quickly. Daddy has found a treasure for you. Hey, where are my dear children? Where have they gone?"

Fu Erbai got up from the ground in an ugly manner, holding the book and looking around furtively, then went straight to Wulang and Liulang:

"Look! Dalang and Erlang, this is the treasure that Daddy gave to you! They didn't even give it to me! How stingy! Daddy snatched it from you. Hehe, look, this is a good thing. Do you like it?"

Fu Erbai opened the book and chattered, accidentally tearing it a little.

Wulang and Liulang looked at the book that was hurt again and again in horror:

No! We don't like it! Put it down!

Hutouhuolao and Niuwa were already crying.

They just promised you today that they would take good care of the book, otherwise the book will be torn to pieces by evening!

There is no such thing!! What is he going to do? ! !

In everyone's eyes, Fu Erbai is just a big naughty kid. Whenever he sees something others have, he wants to grab it for himself, and then he doesn't give it to himself, but to his sons.

He used to be able to recognize his sons, but now he has forgotten how old Dalang and Erlang are.

Pulling Wu Lang and Liu Lang, he called Da Lang Erlang.

After a while, he pulled Niu Wa aside and asked him where Liu Lang was.

Wulang and Liulang finally managed to trick the book back and returned it to their brother, but he came back to snatch it back.

In the end, we lied to him and said that it would be over only if we all played and watched it together.

But he still seemed to remember Fubao. He looked at every girl as if she were Fubao and did not allow any girls in his family to get close to his son.

In the end, the chubby and smart boy taught the people at home to read, while Wulang and Liulang gathered around them, while Yuan, Xingzi and Rabbit could only stand by the door.

What's the point of learning that?

The girls went straight back to their room to sleep.

Dalang and the others were so embarrassed that they didn't know what to do with their hands and feet, but they couldn't blame their father.

In the main room that night, Li felt more and more upset the more she thought about it. She couldn't help but sit up and curse:

"I should give him a slap in the face and a good beating!"

Fu Dabai was caught off guard and slapped in the face and kicked twice:

"No, are you going to give it to him or to me?

What are you saying to me?"

Li was not justified but still felt strong:

"He is your brother after all, and considering the way he is now, I have to do it!

You tell me, I wouldn't even blink if you asked me to hit him before, but this time he's completely crazy, and his mind is full of thoughts about his son, so I just can't do it!

Besides, Dalang and the others are watching. If I go up and beat them up, how embarrassed will those kids be!

Didn’t you see that several children are about to cry today? They are in such a difficult situation. As their aunt, I can’t bear it!

It would be fine if several kids watched it together, but now he still remembers that girls are bad and won't let Yuan and the others get close to money. What the hell is this learning!"

Yuan rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered:

"I don't want to learn. It's meaningless."

Li turned around and pushed her: "It's none of your business, go to sleep!"

Yuan was almost woken up by the pulling, and reluctantly turned over and fell asleep.

Fu Dabai also yawned:

"It's okay. He's crazy. How can he remember this every day? When I was young, I envied people who read books.

He probably remembered that reading is a good thing, and he made such a fuss because he saw that Niu Wa and the others had books but his son didn't.

I'll buy him some candy and coax him, and then let the other kids study behind closed doors and don't let him get close to the front.

Besides, your daughter is as smart as me. There’s nothing to worry about if she is delayed for a few days. Just go to sleep!

I have to get up again later. There must be a thief nearby. If he didn’t find the silver, he would have lost everything.”

No one thought it was a thief in the house. They all thought that either old Mrs. Yang took it out to look at it again and then forgot about putting it somewhere, or she had invited a thief.

However, everyone believed the latter one verbally, but actually believed the former more. Old Yang herself also believed the former. There have been too many things happening recently and Old Yang has been stimulated a lot, so it is common for him to have a bad memory.

But Fu Dabai was still prepared to take a look, just in case.

Li thought about it and felt that Fu Dabai was right, so he lay down again:

"Then don't forget it tomorrow! Buy him some candy so he doesn't have to do nothing all the time."

"I can't forget!" Fu Dabai stretched out his arms to hug his wife.

As a result, Li turned over and hugged her daughter, and the mother and daughter slept soundly.

Fu Dabai tucked the quilt in for the two of them and lay down, still feeling a little unhappy.

Still need to make money! Buy a big house, this idiot sleeping over there will delay him from hugging his wife!

This baby is suitable for sleeping alone!

Fu Dabai also fell asleep feeling aggrieved.

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