Chapter 174 He can’t rely on others!
The platinum fish was silent.
I lost money today.
Tomorrow's chicken leg rice has been cancelled.
I don’t have money to buy sugar-roasted chestnuts or something like that.
She still has to rely on herself for everything.
He can't rely on others!
Bai Jinyu felt that it was necessary to take a risk. If these conventional methods didn't work, then she might as well... just go for it!
***
During dinner in the evening, Dabao and Erbao told them how Bai Jinyang tried to please them in school today.
Jiang Lianzhu nodded, indicating that she understood.
There was nothing else to say, just let them brothers have their own opinions and know what they can and cannot do.
Wang Laowu said nothing.
Although he usually doesn't talk much, he found it a little difficult to get used to seeing him not saying a word from beginning to end.
Erbao's eyes were sharp. "Dad, what's wrong with your face? It's a little swollen?"
Wang Laowu replied, "It's a toothache and inflammation. It's okay. It will be fine tomorrow." After he applied the quick-acting medicine last night, the marks from Jiang Lianzhu's five fingers had disappeared, but the swelling was still visible.
Nanbao quietly pulled Erbao over and muttered, "Mom and Dad haven't spoken to each other all day. They must have had a fight."
Erbao blinked, "What's the reason?"
"Today I saw the couch in Mom's room fell over. It might have been Dad who broke it. Mom must be angry..."
Erbao was puzzled again, "Oh, you broke something! Then wouldn't it be okay if you just fix it?"
"Yeah, then I don't know either..." Nanbao scratched her head and continued to eat her meal.
When going to bed at night, Wang Laowu couldn't help but walk to the door of Jiang Lianzhu's room, and then silently turned back to his guest room.
Lying on the wide bed, with eyes open, I recalled what happened last night and couldn't close them for a long time.
Finally, he sighed.
He really does seem to be Meng Lang!
Shouldn't.
For some reason, he always behaved abnormally around her, and he couldn't control himself.
In the future, if she is willing, he will definitely take responsibility.
***
Zhishu Academy.
Early in the morning, Mr. He gathered all the children for a morning meeting.
Open once a week.
All the children in Class 3 of Tiandiren were present. After Mr. He finished talking about the school, he said some irrelevant things.
"A severe drought has struck a prefecture in the northern part of our Da'an Nation, and refugees there are now migrating south. Although Shili Town in Shamen County isn't a must-go area, a few refugees have passed through it. I told you two days ago that those who are able should help those who stutter, and those who are not should not bully the weak and the refugees. Of course, we must also remain vigilant. As the saying goes, the world is full of unexpected events, and people are subject to misfortunes at any time. As scholars, we must maintain a compassionate and respectful heart."
"Yesterday, I saw soldiers at the city gate distributing medicinal porridge to refugees passing through our Shili Town. I felt quite comforted! Our Da'an Country, our Shili Town, is still very humane. In the face of a great disaster, the government's kind act has greatly comforted the people. This is not just medicinal porridge, it is hope for the refugees, it is a tranquilizer for us ordinary people, it is a great act of kindness with national justice in mind and with the people in mind!"
The high evaluation made all the students enthusiastic and excited.
There were children whispering below.
They all looked excited.
Erbao gently pulled Dabao next to him and winked, "Brother!"
The pride and honor that surged up into my head was almost uncontrollable.
This is a great thing their family has done.
It was the medicinal porridge cooked with rice bought by their mother Jiang Lianzhu and father Wang Laowu.
When they grow up, they should learn from their parents, become kind people and have a big picture.
It was worth it for such a small matter to move the Master so much that he elevated it to the level of national justice.
Dabao's face was expressionless, but there was excitement in his eyes.
Then the Master said,
"We are scholars, with much experience and extensive knowledge. We don't have rice to distribute porridge, but we have pens in our hands, righteousness in our hearts, and light in our eyes. What can we do? We can write this down with pen and paper, record it, and let our town's good deeds spread widely and praise its merits! Today, I will give you a task. All students in the three classes of Tiandiren and Ren are required to write an article based on the good deeds of our Shili Town in distributing medicinal porridge. Submit it to your respective teachers within three days. Everyone must write. If you write well, I will reward you handsomely!"
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As soon as these words were spoken, the students who had been excited before suddenly became half wilted.
All the poor students sighed collectively, "Huh? We need to write an article!"
The top students showed joy on their faces, circled the two words "reward", and said they would take the exam.
Dabao remained calm.
Erbao sighed.
These two people basically represent the current mood of the children in the entire Zhishu School.
After returning to their respective study rooms, the teacher in their class emphasized it to them again. Erbao looked depressed. He was wondering whether he should ask his brother to help him write one. Anyway, it was just a piece of cake for his brother.
One of the two classes in the morning was a self-study class, and someone had already started writing the essay on this topic.
The little fat boy Mao Jiaman is writing.
Dabao is calm and not in a hurry. He will write it when he gets home in the evening and do what he needs to do during the day without missing classes.
Erbao was full of pride in the good deeds his parents had done before, and he is still proud of it now. The only flaw is that it would be better if the teacher did not let them write articles. Alas, things are unpredictable.
The morning passed in a flash.
When it was time for lunch, Erbao ate his rice bite by bite.
I heard some noise behind the teaching room.
Looking back, it was Bai Jinyang who was causing trouble again.
After being humiliated by them, Bai Jinyang never came to bother them again. Every time they met on the way to or from get out of class, they would just pass by with their noses in the air.
Now it seems that he is bullying another classmate.
This classmate seemed to be called Duan Changdong. His family conditions didn't seem to be very good. He wore clothes that were patched up and didn't fit him well. Every time he ate, the lunch box he brought contained only whole-grain steamed bread and pickles. Sometimes he didn't even have these, just some vegetable porridge.
I don’t have any close friends and I always smile in a flattering and friendly manner when I meet everyone.
Because of poor conditions, he also did some small business in the class, such as copying homework for classmates privately, running errands, buying things in town for others, etc., to earn a few copper coins.
When Dabao and Erbao just joined the class, Duan Changdong took the initiative to greet them on the first day, welcomed them, and introduced his business scope to them. If they needed anything, they could contact him.
Dabao and Erbao have never had any needs, and they have been very friendly during this long winter. They are the kind of people who, if they meet and go the wrong way, will let others go first and then they will go.
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