Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 422 Fighting

  Waiting for Man Bao to say goodbye to everyone with a small bookbox on his back, and ran away bumpy, Uncle Qian looked back and asked Old Zhou, "What's the matter with the farm that Shiro just talked about?"

"Oh, Man Bao got it with her two classmates. Our family bought 20 acres of land and a mountain for them to manage." Lao Zhou paused and said, "The young man from the Bai family took out 100 acres of land. land."

  Uncle Qian: "Then Manbao decided to sell wheat seeds this time?"

  Lao Zhou nodded and did not tell Uncle Qian that the three children had collected all the wheat in the village.

  Uncle Qian couldn’t help but sigh, “This kid really looks like her father.”

  Man Bao’s nominal father:...

  Qian Sanjiu said: "It's much better than her father. At this time, her father would go up to the tree to touch the eggs and fish in the river. How could it be possible to get such a large business?"

  Man Bao’s life experience is not a secret in Qili Village, nor is it a secret in Qian’s family.

  Can they know if their aunt is pregnant or not?

  However, no one knew about the Qian family. After all, Zhou Yin came back suddenly and time was short, so the Qian family hadn’t had time to publicize it.

  Today, not only the old Zhou family and the Qian family are thinking about it, but the three children are fidgeting like a needle stick under their buttocks.

Sitting at the desk, I couldn't help but look out.

  Mr. Zhuang took the book and sat aside and read it with gusto. He didn't seem to notice the three children's distraction.

  The three of them glanced at Mr. Zhuang, and then at Mr. Zhuang. Seeing that he was still not moving, they couldn't help pouting.

  As soon as Man Bao lowered his head, he saw his own deformed characters, and his mood became even worse.

  She tossed the slurred words aside, and rubbed her ink for a while, and then she picked up the pen and continued to practice the calligraphy.

   wrote several things that were not satisfactory, but her heart slowly calmed down, and she no longer always thought about Maizhong.

  As soon as the heart calmed down, the expression on his face also calmed down, the eyes became brighter, the movements of the hands became calmer, and the words gradually improved.

   Bai Shanbao was more impetuous than her, and it was a long time before she calmed down. In contrast, Bai Erlang seemed much more normal.

He has always been a little unable to sit still, and today is no exception, but when he found out that his husband ignored them as usual, he obviously didn’t write the words well and didn’t give morning lessons, and he didn’t give out the door, so he settled in at the same speed as before. , Start writing slowly.

After a long time, Mr. Zhuang put down the book and nodded looking at the three children who were already immersed in writing.

  Yes, yes, Mr. Zhuang picked up the book again with satisfaction.

After the three children have completed today’s calligraphy task, Mr. Zhuang said: "You read the morning class. I will check your recitation later. I won’t have a new class today. After the morning class, I will bring paper and pen and mathematics. Go to the White House, you will try to do this business today with maths."

  The three of them should stand up together, and then they sat down and took out the textbook.

  A text should not only be previewed before Mr. Zhuang’s lecture, but also be read and understood repeatedly during class. There are also related homework after class and review.

  So basically, after the class is over, Bai Shanbao and Manbao can basically memorize the text. Generally, it is almost enough to read the text a few times after eating dinner.

  Bai Shanbao also took care of reading many extracurricular reading materials, and occasionally took a sneaky look at the scripts he bought from the county;

   And Man Bao is to go to the teaching room to learn medicine before going to bed, and arrange his time to the full.

  But it is not difficult for them to recite.

  Mr. Zhuang also knows this, so every time he just listens to them to recite it and let it go. In contrast, Shirajiro is more miserable.

  He not only has to recite, but Mr. Zhuang will occasionally interrupt him to draw some interpretations, and then continue to recite after he answers.

  This is a great torture for Shirajiro.

  Because of a book, you were interrupted while carrying it on your back. It’s very difficult to go back down again! ! !

  But since the opening of a small class, this kind of thing has happened from time to time, and Shirajiro has become accustomed to it.

  Although his heart is still raised every time he stands up by name, he is not as scared as he was at the beginning.

  If you can't answer it, you can't answer it. If you can't memorize it, then you can't memorize it. After the big deal, I cried secretly.

  Bai Shanbao and Manbao both expressed sympathy for him, so they helped him make up lessons after class, and the two of them also provided a lot of good ways to remember quickly.

  Of course, this is made by Man Bao, because Bai Shanbao said: “Read it a few times and memorize it.”

  Man Bao thinks so too, but she has Ke Ke, and a lot of such information can be found in the encyclopedia. Obviously, Bai Erlang is not the only one who is so troubled.

  So Manbao is very considerate to spend a few points to borrow, and then copy it down with a pen.

  She thinks these contents are quite easy to understand, and there is no need to buy the whole book for this. Ten points are very expensive.

  Bai Shanbao has also seen various methods of quick memorization copied by Manbao, and from this he has figured out several similar or new methods.

  The three of them experimented together for three months and found that it was really effective.

  I don’t know if it's useful for Shirajiro. Anyway, they feel that they are carrying things a little faster.

  Although it is only a little bit faster.

  After spot-checking (not) Bai Erlang, Mr. Zhuang gave a generous wave of his hand and said, "Take your counters and let's go."

  The three cheered lowly, put the textbooks, pen, ink, paper and ink in the small book box and left.

  When the group arrived at the white house, Master Bai had already arrived early, and the head of Bai Zhuang was also there. He was taking the two long-time workers and the servants of the Bai family to move the wheat out of the house.

  Master Bai asked the three children, "Are you weighing the catty directly, or opening the food bag and using the bucket?"

  The three said in unison: "We listen to you."

  Master Bai smiled and said: "If I do this business with someone else, I will naturally use it. But with you, it's okay. I'll be generous today. Let's weigh half and half, which is much more convenient."

  The three kids don’t understand how this is convenient?

   Baijiro was even more confused, "Father, didn't you say that it is troublesome to use a weighing scale last night, did you promise us to use a scale?"

  Master Bai smiled and said, "Is that right, why don’t I remember it? Is it written on the document?"

  The three children stayed for a while, and there was nothing written on the paper, but didn’t they discuss it like that last night?

  The three of them are all confused, can they still remember wrong together?

Mr. Zhuang glanced at them and said, "This is your first homework today. You have written a catty, twelve and a half essays on your essays, and at the end it also noted that a bucket is one hundred and fifty essays. What is that? Do you use a bucket or weigh it?"

  The three children scratched their heads, and asked puzzledly: "Does this make any difference?"

  (End of this chapter)