"I want everyone to know that all the pig grass on this mountain is yours."

Meng Fuguang stood at the door of the pigpen, pointed with his big hand, and spoke to the sow Erhua.

"You say no with your mouth, but your body is honest."

Meng Fuguang just used the pig grass to lure her, and Erhua came over with her legs kicked.

As a result, he ran too fast and hit her leg. Meng Fuguang frowned.

"Damn it, you're the first pig to do this to me. Good thing you managed to get my attention."

Uncle Shougen still had the pipe in his hand, looking at the girl who had been talking nonsense to the pig for a long time, but he didn't smoke a single puff for a long time.

Is this girl stupid?

"Nizi, this pig grass needs to be processed."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Meng Fuguang turned around dimly, "I'll give you five million and leave Erhua."

Uncle Shougen: ...

"Mother! Take this girl to the hospital! It's over! She was such a good girl, but now she has lost her mind!"

"What! Is she out of her mind? I'll take her to see a doctor!" Aunt Fu was frightened and ran out of the kitchen in a hurry.

Meng Fuguang:?

Don’t people in the village see that the domineering president falls in love with me?

"No! Uncle! I was just kidding!"

Meng Fuguang didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and went to mix the pig feed obediently.

The theme of the children's photography is to experience life in the only elementary school in the village.

In addition to the five guest babies, there were also four children from the village, all of whom looked to be around three or five years old.

Because the desks, chairs and benches for elementary school students are relatively high and children aged three or four cannot sit on them, they sit on small benches to attend classes.

The children in the village didn't often see strangers and looked a little timid. Qingqing was the oldest, so he made arrangements for the children.

Nine people sat in a circle, with a baby from the village between every two guest babies.

Although the children are still young, they have started early childhood education at an early age, so they have basically mastered the knowledge points at the kindergarten level.

When they got the low-quality pencils, erasers and worn-out exercise books, Mingming looked unhappy.

"How do you write with this pen?"

The children in the village looked at Fu Zhiming, not knowing what he meant.

They all use this kind of pen, and it is even the best pen you can buy in the village.

"Write with your hands. If you don't have hands, use your feet."

The person who spoke was Qingqing. After being scolded by her, Mingming didn't dare to complain anymore.

What the teacher teaches is very simple, just simple pinyin.

"Children, come and read with me, d---"

"Teacher, can you teach us something more profound? We know all of this."

Shi Qixing, who had been silent, raised his hand.

In his eyes, these contents were too simple, so simple that they were a complete waste of time.

The teacher looked a little embarrassed, "Xingxing, there are still students who don't know these contents."

"But teacher, what you are teaching us now, we have memorized it as soon as we can speak. It is a complete waste of our time."

"That's all the teacher is going to teach today."

"Then can we go back and study on our own? This morning is more than enough time for me to finish two exams."

Qingqing couldn't bear to listen anymore and stood up.

"Are you arrogant?"

"What?" Shi Qixing didn't understand what she meant.

"Haven't you learned the term 'respect your teacher'?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything. I just think you are rude and selfish. You deserve a beating."

{Qingqing is the leader! So handsome!}

{I also think Xingxing is a bit too much...}

{Are you guys okay? This kind of basic stuff is just a waste of time.}

{What? Are you in such a hurry? Are you going to die today?}

Shi Qixing has been accustomed to being admired for his intelligence since he was a child, so he has never suffered such humiliation.

After all, he is just a child. Even though he can pretend normally, he couldn't help it now.

"Fang Qing! You'd better be careful with what you say!"

"What brand of plastic bag do you have that can hold so much?"

Qingqing was not afraid at all. Although the girl was impulsive, she was not stupid. Shi Qixing was originally wrong in this matter.

Influenced by his strict family education, Shi Qixing would not argue with others, and he had no idea how to refute this kind of weird and illogical argument.

The photographer's camera was facing him, and he was overwhelmed by a strong sense of fear.

No, he couldn't embarrass himself in front of so many people.

"I'm just talking about the facts, don't make it complicated."

"What? I'm being too noisy?" Qingqing tilted her lips and sat down on Shi Qixing's bench.

Then he dragged his stool over.

"If you don't love her, don't do it. Go wherever you want. Why are you pretending to be someone to serve you?"

Mingming was stunned.

Oh my god! Sister Qing is so cool!

Everyone sat on the benches and looked at Shi Qixing. This scene made Shi Qixing very embarrassed and his face felt hot.

A little girl took the initiative to stand up and offered her bench to him, "Brother, you sit down."

This decision to give up his seat made Shi Qixing feel even more humiliated.

"unnecessary!"

He kicked the stool away, and the little girl was frightened and hid behind the teacher.

Although the teacher was more knowledgeable than the locals, these were children from wealthy families. If a fight broke out, she was afraid that the children from the village would be harmed.

The teacher could only pick up the little girl and stand aside.

The director team is considering whether to intervene in the live broadcast, but traffic only occurs when there are conflicts, so they plan to wait and see.

Xie Shiyan just watched from the side without any reaction.

He is not the type to meddle in other people's business, so when he is not provoked, he just watches coldly.

Until Shi Qixing kicked over the little girl's bench, and the bench almost hit Mingming.

A bit annoying.

"You're so noisy."

Xie Shiyan, who had been silent the whole time, spoke in a deep voice. Although he was only a four-year-old child, his words carried the pressure of a superior.

Shi Qixing had been unhappy with him for a long time. In the first two live broadcasts, he stole all the limelight. Everyone was attracted by his appearance and piano skills and forgot about this talented child.

"Xie Shiyan, you'd better not provoke me."

He was much taller than Xie Shiyan, and he was not easy to vent his anger on girls, so he directed it at Xie Shiyan.

Xie Shiyan ignored him and instead adjusted his stool and said to the little girl, "Continue with the class. It's okay. I will protect you."

Mingming also put away his nonchalant look and patted the bench with his hand, "Don't be afraid, the brothers will protect you!"

{…What the hell! What the hell! What the hell!}

{Feast!!! General!!! (broken voice)}

{Forget about me being so charming! Why are you so stupid? Are you two really three or four years old?}

{My two destined husbands! Ahhhhhhh!}

{What is this! Inscription! Kiss! What is this! Inscription! Kiss!}

The little girl blinked her big eyes and looked up at the teacher.

When the teacher saw that the children had expressed their attitudes, he no longer had the previous worries.

"Xingxing, how about you go and have a rest first?"

This is clearly a way of chasing people away.