Chapter 57 Preference
Zhou Wulang was unable to get any more candy from Manbao. He shook his head and sighed as he led Lao Liu and Erya on the road. Yes, it was Erya.
Today it is Erya's turn to go to the county town with them.
Zhou Dalang and his friends also went out with them, carrying baskets on their backs, to pick the Ligustrum lucidum fruits their mother had mentioned.
Manbao also followed them out. She was going to school!
When she arrived at the school, she found that half of the classmates had already arrived. Bai Shanbao was sitting upright in his seat, reading seriously. She ran up, put her book on the table, opened it, and then turned her head to look at her deskmate.
Bai Shanbao finished reading the whole section, shaking his head. Then he stopped and looked at his friend, asking with a stern face, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I just want to tell you that my dad agreed to let my eldest brother and his family help build a house for your family. Have you chosen a place yet?"
Speaking of this, Bai Shanbao's shoulders slumped a little, and he said, "My great-aunt didn't want us to move out and insisted on keeping us. My grandmother didn't even mention this yesterday."
Manbao asked doubtfully, "Why should we let outsiders live in our house? It would be so uncomfortable and waste food."
Bai Shanbao: "..."
Waste of food?
What does this mean?
Manbao said: "I have an uncle who is very lazy. He quarreled with my aunt and was kicked out. He came to my house to find my mother and wanted to stay with me, but my mother didn't let him stay. She pulled his ears and took him back to apologize to my aunt. Only then did he go back."
Manbao said, "My mother said this is for the good of my uncle and our family. Living in someone else's house means you have to look after their faces. How can it be as comfortable as living at home? And it's not comfortable to have an outsider living in the host family either. When there are no outsiders around, you can quarrel and smash dishes, or be affectionate and affectionate, but with outsiders around, do you feel comfortable?"
Bai Shanbao shook his head fiercely and complained, "I used to be able to play in the mud, but now my mother won't let me. Yesterday I saw a big yellow flower in the flower garden. It was so beautiful, I wanted to pluck it to give to my grandmother, but my mother wouldn't let me. Humph, if this were my own home, I could pluck it if I wanted, and my mother wouldn't mind. She would even praise me for being filial."
Manbao encouraged him, "So you have to move out. If you want to plant flowers, I can take my nephews to the mountain to help you dig them. Let me tell you, there are many beautiful flowers on the mountain."
Bai Shanbao's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at her with some envy, "You've been up the mountain before?"
Although Manbao had only been there twice, she was still incredibly proud, as if the mountain was her backyard. She tilted her head back and said, "Of course, I can go up whenever I want. There are even wild fruits to eat on the mountain."
The envy in Bai Shanbao's eyes grew even stronger. Seeing this, Manbao became excited and patted his chest and said, "If you want to go, I'll take you with me."
Bai Shanbao's eyes lit up, "Really?"
What's so difficult about this? I'll just take him to find Fourth Brother later.
Manbao nodded reservedly.
Bai Shanbao cheered, and Mr. Zhuang appeared at the door. Bai Shanbao immediately picked up the book and pushed Manbao, signaling her to be careful of the gentleman.
Unfortunately, Manbao had never experienced being followed by a master, so she didn't understand what Bai Shanbao meant. She turned to look at the door and saw the master. She smiled broadly at him and greeted him very attentively, "Hello, master!"
Students: ...You are really asking for trouble. Doesn’t the teacher see that you are gossiping?
Mr. Zhuang, who was about to lose his temper, suddenly paused. Facing the smiling face of his young disciple, he could only smile back and then said majestically: "A day's plan begins in the morning. Why don't you study hard?"
Manbao opened the book obediently and followed Bai Shanbao in reading, shaking his head.
Students: ...Are they dazzled? They must be dazzled, right?
But Mr. Zhuang let them go so easily.
But during the break, Mr. Zhuang took the two children to the next yard.
The students thought Mr. Zhuang was going to teach them a lesson, and they felt relieved. So they said, "Well, how can we not be punished for talking during morning class?"
The teacher clearly said that if you want to gossip, do it outside, and once you are in the classroom, you can only study.
What they didn't know was that Mr. Zhuang was asking the two children about their thoughts on reading today.
Today they were still learning a text from "The Analects of Confucius". Mr. Zhuang had already explained the meaning. Manbao always had a lot of questions. Before in class, because the teacher was talking, she couldn't interrupt and ask questions. Now that she had the chance, of course she asked all the questions.
Mr. Zhuang answered her questions one by one with a smile.
Bai Shanbao originally did not dare to ask his questions, because according to his experience, if he dared to ask those questions to the master, he would definitely be scolded for being tricky and then slapped on the palm. The next time the master saw his grandmother, he would complain, saying that he was not focused and was thinking about some unorthodox and tricky methods every day.
Now that Manbao dared to ask any questions, he was no longer afraid. With shining eyes, he asked Mr. Zhuang his own questions and also asked the questions he had asked when reading "Thousand Character Classic".
There are too many questions. The time between classes is not enough.
Mr. Zhuang patted his little head and said with a smile, "Don't worry. After lunch, come over to me to rest and I'll teach you again."
After a pause, he continued, "If your classmates ask you what you are doing here, just say that the teacher asked you to clean the room, okay?"
The two children nodded together. Their round little heads and round little faces were so cute.
Seeing that Bai Shanbao looked a little dazed, Mr. Zhuang patted his head gently and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about? Come back to your senses and go back to class."
Manbao grabbed Bai Shanbao and turned to run towards the classroom.
Bai Shanbao whispered to her ear, "Master actually touched my head."
Manbao looked at him curiously, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Bai Shanbao said, "My previous teacher never touched my head, nor did he touch other children's heads. He would only hit us."
Manbao was filled with righteous indignation, "Then your previous husband was a bad guy, and Mr. Zhuang was very nice. Only bad kids would be spanked. But once the bad kid changed for the better, Mr. Zhuang would pat his head again."
Bai Shanbao lamented, "If only I had come earlier, when I was in school..."
Bai Shanbao couldn't stop talking and told Manbao everything about his previous experiences in school. When Mr. Zhuang returned to the classroom, he could hardly stop talking.
He thought with lingering regret, what a pity, he was sitting right under the teacher's nose, it would be better if he was in the back row, so that he could continue talking to Manbao.
Manbao was also not satisfied with what he had heard, so he did not go to look for the teacher after class. Instead, he ran to the kitchen to get his meal and found a grassy spot outside the classroom to continue talking while eating.
It was not until Mr. Zhuang waited in the yard for a long time and came out to see the two little kids sitting side by side on the grass, talking excitedly, that he understood why they didn't come to find him.
Mr. Zhuang was so angry that his beard was blown up. He shouted and carried the two little kids to the yard. He decided to teach them what trust and respect for teachers meant at noon today!
(End of this chapter)
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