Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 593 Wake up

  Bai Shanbao only glanced at it, then lowered his head to wipe his face and hands, and poured water on her flowers, and then said: "No matter how much you have money, I have no money."

  Man Bao snorted, splashed the water in the basin, and then turned back to the room.

  Bai Shanbao combed his hair, and found that the opposite Bai Erlang was still lying in bed, he couldn't help but knocked on his screen, "The sun is coming out, I'm sorry, sir is going to bring a stick."

  White Erlang turned over, drilled slowly, and went straight into the quilt, pretending that he didn't hear it.

  Man Bao passed by, and when he heard the words, he drew a firewood from the stack of firewood, lurking quietly outside the window, and reached out to push his window.

  Bai Shanbao, who was out, saw it, and immediately turned back, quietly opened the window for her, and then walked out the door with a light cough as if nothing had happened.

  Man Bao stretched the stick in, took a look at the bulge, and then twitched it. As a result, the quilt moved a bit, and then there was no more movement.

  Man Bao was stunned for a moment, glanced at the stick, and couldn't help but change it to a bucket, stabbed it, and did not move, then stabbed again.

Seeing her unsuccessful for a long time, Bai Shanbao couldn't help pushing a stick for her, and then Bai Erlang, who had been moving around on the bed, became angry. He lifted the quilt and sat up, shouting, "Bai Shan, you are enough. what--"

  Seeing that there is no Bai Shanbao on the bed, he turned his head along the stick and looked out the window with anger, then his expression couldn't help but hesitated. He yelled in a low voice with a guilty conscience, "Sir..."

  Mr. Zhuang looked at the stick in his hand, and then at Bai Erlang, then took the stick back and said, "It's almost three poles a day, can't you afford it?"

  White Erlang whispered "Oh" and lifted the quilt to get up.

Mr. Zhuang stretched out his hand to help him close the window. Then he looked at the two disciples standing aside with their heads down, and tapped them with a stick and said: "Naughty, since you have so much energy, I will punish you to write five more characters today. ."

  Bai Shanbao & Manbao: ... so busy!

  But the two dared not resist, they bowed their heads and agreed.

  Mr. Zhuang handed the stick to Daji, who was aside, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

  Bai Shanbao and Manbao exhaled. The two looked at each other and immediately dispersed. It is time to prepare for school and prepare for morning class.

  Bai Jiro put on his clothes, yawned and walked out of the screen. When he saw Bai Shanbao, he said listlessly: "Just now I thought it was you who beat me. Who knows it was my husband. Why didn't you tell me?"

  Bai Shanbao: "...I will call you tomorrow."

  Shirajiro nodded with a sigh, "Okay."

   "If you read a little notebook last night and go to bed earlier, you won't be able to get up this morning."

   Bai Erlang looked out with a guilty conscience, and then said: "You keep your voice down, don't let your husband hear you."

   "I went to sleep last night and took a look. The light in the main room is still on, so your husband must also know that your light is on. Do you think your husband doesn't know that you read the script at night?"

  Hakujiro said with a bitter face, “It’s not good to live with your husband, you can’t hide anything. Oh, now think about it, my eldest brother is better than me.”

   "Brother Lobby is going to Beijing to try six studies this year, right?"

"I do not know."

  Bai Shanbao despised him, "What can you know, but your eldest brother, are you too careless?"

  Shiajiro was meditative and silent.

  Bai Shanbao had used breakfast, took a bag of snacks prepared by Aunt Rong, and got in the car to go to school.

  Daji sent people to the door and asked: "Master, do you want me to find a way to go in and take care of you?"

  Bai Shanbao was stunned for a moment before he could react. He smiled and said, “It’s not necessary. They are not good, but they are in the government school. They haven’t had the guts to hit me.”

  Daji was still a little worried, the young master never said it, but he heard what he said with Miss Man, and what he said with Mr. Zhuang, only then did he know that his young master was targeted at the school.

  He is not afraid of anything else, he is afraid that they will have a conflict in the school, and his young master will suffer.

  He is not very old, and he suffers a lot from fighting.

  Bai Shanbao got out of the carriage and nodded to Daji: “Don’t worry, you don’t need to tell grandma about this matter, I have my own solution.”

  Bai Shanbao's solution is to also form cliques. He doesn't need too much, as long as there are two people in the class standing by his side.

  Bai Shanbao took his book basket and sat in his place when he arrived in the classroom. Wei Chen, who lives in the school, came later than him.

  Weichen habitually enters through the back door, and as soon as he enters the door and sees Bai Shanbao, he smiles and says hello, "Bai Dalang, you came really early."

The smile on Bai Shanbao's face froze, tilted his head and asked, "Bai Dalang?"

   "Yes," Wei Chen sat beside him without seeing him at all, and said, "Didn't you say that you were the only child yesterday? That's the same as me."

  But Bai Shanbao is not used to this name. In his memory, his cousin is usually called this way, "You still call me Bai Shan."

"That's too far-fetched, it's better to be called Bai Dalang." At any rate, a friend who came to visit and had a meal, Wei Chen was very familiar, and hit his shoulder and said: "Aren't we all? Are you friends?"

  Bai Shan then took out a bag of snacks from his sleeve, put it in his hand, and said, "Hey, my friend, this is a snack for you. Go back to your seat. I'm going to the morning class."

  This friend talks so much.

  Weichen looked at the snack in the palm of his hand and was very happy, “I didn’t expect Brother Bai you to still think of me, thank you, thank you, it just happened that I didn’t eat early.”

  Bai Shanbao wondered, "Will it hurt your stomach if you don’t eat early food?"

   "Oh, it's okay if you don't eat occasionally," Wei Chen waved indifferently, "Isn't it late tonight? Let's go for lunch earlier."

  Bai Shanbao has never had the experience of not eating early meals. From the time he was sensible, his grandmother taught him that even in the event of great things, he can’t take his own body into practice, so three meals a day must be eaten.

  At most, he eats dim sum as a regular meal, but every time he does this, he will be scolded and then fined for several days not to eat dim sum.

Wei Chen took a snack and returned to his place. The students in the classroom looked at them as if there was nothing. Kang Xiaodong just came in from the door, greeted everyone, and greeted Bai Shanbao, and then he was at Wei Chen’s Sit down at the front table.

   He sniffed, turned his head to look at the snack in Wei Chen's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Wei took this snack from the cafeteria of the government school? It's so fragrant."

   "No, it was made by Bai Dalang's family."

  Kang Xiaodong was in a daze, "Bai Dalang?"

  Weichen glanced at him strangely, “It’s Bai Shan, I think you greeted him just now. You should be familiar with it, right?”

  (End of this chapter)