Chapter 315 The opponent is an adult (asking for monthly tickets)
Children have good memories, but sometimes they are very bad.
The same was true of the clever Bai Shanbao. He remembered the fights he had with others in Longzhou, the confrontations he had with his teacher, and he would never forget the bullying he had suffered.
But he had forgotten most of what those people looked like, at least he couldn't recall their specific appearance now.
Even so, when he heard his grandmother say that they were going back to show off, oh no, to let the elders see how grown up he had become, the first people he thought of were those who had bullied him.
Bai Shanbao immediately stopped being disgusted, and pulled Manbao back to the study, telling her proudly how he would fight back against those people after returning to Longzhou.
Manbao was a little worried, "You are alone, you will definitely not be able to win in a fight."
"I don't fight with them, I compete with them in knowledge."
"What if they just don't want to compete with you in knowledge, but insist on fighting with you?"
Bai Shanbao fell silent, began to think about this possibility, and then felt that this possibility was very high.
More than two years ago, he certainly wasn't afraid.
Not only will he not be afraid, he will also face the challenges with clenched fists.
However, Bai Shanbao's life in Qili Village for the past three years has taught him that if he is destined to suffer a loss in a fight, and he still faces it with his head held high, that is not bravery, that is stupidity.
He looked down at Manbao and suggested, "How about you bring your nephews and nieces with me to Longzhou? Then we can fight together. Datou is the best fighter, and we will definitely win."
Manbao thought about it carefully and shook his head, "My parents would definitely not allow it."
Bai Shanbao slumped his shoulders and asked, "Then what do you say we should do?"
"How about you just cling to Daji and ask him to teach you martial arts again?"
Bai Shanbao felt his legs trembling and hesitated to agree.
Manbao also subconsciously touched his chubby legs.
Ever since Daji showed off his stunts of fighting on the roof, both Bai Shanbao and Manbao became very interested in his kung fu and strongly expressed their desire to learn it.
Then they squatted in horse stance for three days. Manbao finally sneaked back home with trembling legs, and made Daji forget about it at the cost of not going to the Bai family for three consecutive days.
Bai Shanbao was more pitiful. He escaped the disaster only after squatting in horse stance for five days and wiping away his tears to indicate that he didn't want to learn anymore.
Thinking of the difficulty of learning martial arts, the two children hung their heads. Bai Shanbao did not think that it would be useful for him to temporarily rely on others.
Manbao sighed and said, "Then you can only play with their fathers, not with them."
Bai Shanbao blinked at her. "You mean like getting along with Uncle Bai?"
Manbao nodded, jumped down from the chair, went to the desk, brought the book to him and placed it in front of him, saying seriously: "Let's study hard, read more. If they come to the house, don't play with them, just read the book. When their father comes to the house, you can only talk to his father, whether it's discussing knowledge or taking a test. As long as you learn better than them and perform better than them, their father will help you beat them up."
Bai Shanbao seemed to have found a smooth path and nodded vigorously, "Yes, just like what Uncle Bai said to Bai Er."
In a moment, seven or eight "conspiracies" flashed through Bai Shanbao's mind. The two children looked at each other and laughed.
Manbao was also ambitious. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come, I'll study with you. If you don't understand something, we can discuss it together. If you still don't understand, go ask the teacher."
"good!"
"By the way, when are you leaving?"
"Maybe five days later," Bai Shanbao said, "It takes time to pack up."
So they can probably arrive in Longzhou five days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and by the time they have visited their relatives and friends, the Mid-Autumn Festival will have arrived.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I can go home after some time to deal with some things, so time is quite tight.
But Bai Shanbao didn't want to waste time on the road, so he wanted to find a book to read on the way.
Books like "The Great Learning" which are only suitable for classroom and quiet reading are certainly not suitable for reading on the road, so Manbao and he looked for travel notes, poems, geographical records, etc. with stories.
But there are really too few books in this era. Although Manbao and the others are still young, they have read most of the books of this type in this study. Now they can no longer find bedtime stories here.
Manbao searched through his bookshelf and finally contributed two storybooks that were more in line with the current situation.
The storybook was printed out directly by Keke from the encyclopedia, of course after Manbao paid the points.
Because you pay first and then download and print, the text is from this era, and even the binding is based on the characteristics of this world.
This was not the first time that Bai Shanbao had read Manbao's storybook, but this was the first time he had borrowed it for two months.
He was also very excited holding two thick books.
Manbao repeatedly reminded him, "You must keep it safe and don't show it to others."
Bai Shanbao said it was no problem, "Don't worry, I will keep it safe and won't even tell my grandmother."
Grandmother didn't like him reading these vernacular storybooks.
The two children hid behind the bookshelf and smiled at each other, just like two little foxes stealing some fish.
Bai Shanbao secretly put the book among other selected books, and then stuffed the book into his own box.
Manbao kept reminding me, "You must read more. It's best if you can ask some profound questions that adults can't answer, so as to make them even angrier."
Bai Shanbao nodded repeatedly.
Although Daji was following far away, the two children's voices were not very quiet, so he could naturally hear them.
To this, he could only respond with a blank expression.
What can he say?
What else can I say?
The Bai family began to ask Mr. Zhuang for leave.
Of course, I have to ask Mr. Zhuang for such a long vacation in advance.
Mr. Zhuang had no objection, and then assigned Bai Shanbao a lot of homework, such as how many texts to memorize, how many large characters to write, what characters to write, and what questions to answer.
I even have to write articles based on what, at least a few articles...
It took Mr. Zhuang three days just to assign these homework assignments.
When Bai Shanbao got the homework back from Mr. Zhuang, his expression was blank.
Manbao flipped through it and sighed, "Looks like I have to do a lot of homework too. If you're not here, I don't even have anyone to discuss it with."
Bai Shanbao nodded in agreement.
It is more efficient to do homework together.
So Manbao picked up his pen and wrote down all the questions. "Since I know the questions in advance, I'll prepare for them in advance. This way I can finish the homework faster."
Bai Shanbao: ...
Watching Manbao copying the questions like a cheat, Bai Shanbao could only wait with his chin propped up. "When I come back, we can sell our ginger, right?"
Manbao calculated the time and nodded, "Almost, almost. It will rain occasionally in the next few days. My father said that once the weather clears up, my family will start the autumn harvest."
"Didn't we just finish the summer harvest?"
"Yes, after the summer harvest comes the autumn harvest," Manbao said as a matter of course, "We have to harvest all the rice before the Mid-Autumn Festival, otherwise it will rain and we'll be doomed."
I didn't expect to attract so much concern from fellow book lovers. In the end, I didn't get an IV drip. I went to the hospital for a checkup and was only given seven days' worth of medicine. The weather is so hot and humid, and a lot of people have developed rashes. For over a week, the humidity here has been above 69%, and today it's 71%, and the temperature is high...
But it will be fine. It grows on the arm. Although it is not good-looking, it is still okay.
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(End of this chapter)
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