Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 988 Retype

   "I am not short of money."

  Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while and asked Man Bao, "How much did your Zhuangzi produce this year?"

  Man Bao hasn’t answered yet, Bai Erlang said: “Sir, I also have extra income. I can buy horses without Zhuangzi’s income.”

   "What income do you have?"

  Bai Erlang straightened his chest and said: "I won a small two hundred tael in a gambling yesterday, and if I go a few more times, the Qianli Ma's money will be enough."

  Man Bao and Bai Shan turned their heads to look at Bai Erlang in surprise, their mouths slightly opened, extremely surprised.

  Mr. Zhuang's hand pointing at Bai Erlang shook. Man Bao turned his head to see Mr.'s face pale, for fear that he would push over, hurriedly ran up to hold down his Hegu point.

  Mr. Zhuang's mind was a little clearer, then he shook Man Bao's hand, pointed at Bai Erlang and said, "Go, get me the ruler."

  Bai Shan and Man Bao didn't dare to move, and quickly persuaded, "Sir, don't be angry, Junior Brother must have hidden feelings."

Mr. Zhuang turned around and asked Bai Erlang, "Do you have any secrets?"

  Bai Erlang was stunned. Seeing Bai Shan and Man Bao winking at him, he hesitated and said, "I, I have a secret... right?"

  Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows, and shouted at Baishan: "Go, get me the ruler, are you going to be angry as a teacher?"

  Bai Shan walked around the room, and finally found the ruler that Mr. had put on a row of bookshelves.

  Mr. Zhuang took the ruler and said to Bai Erlang: "Kneel me down."

Bai Erlang plopped and knelt down. He faintly understood why he was being punished. He quickly argued: "Sir, I'm not gambling, I'm just gambling. I bet on which team will win. Many classmates who are too educated play this. , And seniors?"

   "I still saw a lot of dignitaries, adults, and female family members in the racecourse. Even some girls' houses played this. Zhang Jinghao said this is Yaxing, not gambling."

  Mr. Zhuang: "Put out your hand."

Bai Erlang tremblingly stretched out his hand, Mr. Zhuang directly beat it down with a ruler. It was the first time that Bai Erlang was beaten so hard, and he couldn't help screaming, "Sir, I know I was wrong, I Don't dare anymore."

  Mr. Zhuang was frustrated, "Acknowledging mistakes so quickly, you all learned from your senior sisters and brothers. I'm afraid you may not feel that you are wrong in your heart. Give me your hand again."

  Bai Erlang cried and stretched out his hand, and Mr. Zhuang tried his best to shoot again and again.

  Before he hit the child, his regenerating energy would also reduce his strength. Basically, he was tired when he hit the child too much, but now it was only four or five times before Mr. Zhuang felt a dull pain in the palm of his hand.

But he didn't stop, he panted and beat, with tears in his mouth: "You are doing trouble outside, regardless of your own safety, and you can bear it as a teacher. But you gamble for money, how many people in Qili Village have money gamblers? "

"A Thursday Lang is a lesson from the past, and a Zhou Laozi is even more painful to the skin. You not only don’t take lessons, but you also make excuses. What yaxing, gambling is a gambling, and I have found so many excuses for the teacher. My fight is not only I don't know how to beat you, but I'll beat you sophistry, beat you stupid!"

   Bai Erlang closed his eyes and cried in pain, but he raised his hand and dared not put it down.

  Man Bao saw that the palms of his palms were bleeding, and couldn't help but knelt down and said, "Sir, the third brother knows it is wrong, don't be angry."

  Bai Shan also knelt down on the other side and said: "Sir, we must teach him well in the future, don't get angry."

Mr. Zhuang ignored them and continued to smoke. Man Bao and Bai Shan saw that the blood had been left out, for fear that he would really hit Bai Erlang's hand for good or bad, and Mr. His thigh, one person hugged his hand.

  Mr. Zhuang struggled for a while, and said angrily: "You let me go, I'm teaching your younger brother, you are so rebellious and unfilial, I, I will drive you out of the teacher's door."

  Bai Shan said: "Sir, you taught us, Xiao Chu will serve, and Da Chu will go to escape anger. We are now letting you beat the younger brother like this. Aren’t you injustice?"

  Man Bao turned his head and saw that Bai Erlang was still crying with his hands, so he pulled out his hands and pushed him: "What are you doing, why don't you run away."

  Bai Erlang sobbed and looked at the three of them, but did not dare to move.

  Mr. Zhuang saw him staying like this, and couldn't help raising his hand, and was hugged tightly by Bai Shan.

  Man Bao yelled and exclaimed: "Why are you still in a daze, do you want to wait for your husband to kill you? Run away! If you say anything, then leave..."

  Shirajiro returned to his senses, took a peek at Mr. and found that he was not so angry, then got up and turned and ran.

  Mr. Zhuang was so angry that his heart hurts, Man Bao and Bai Shan quickly helped him to the seat and sat down, "Sir, let me show you."

Mr. Zhuang was anxious. It was not a major problem. Man Bao didn’t give him any medicine. He just gave him a few shots to calm his mood. Then he and Bai Shan brought hot water to soak Mr.’s feet and serve him. He fell asleep first.

  In order to make her husband sleep better, Man Bao gave him a few needles to sleep peacefully.

  Waiting for the two of them to go out to find Bai Erlang, he had disappeared long ago, Da Ji showed them the way, "Master Tang is at the Master's side in the lobby."

  Man Bao went back to the house and took the back basket. Zhou Lijun just came back from the restaurant, and when he saw his sister-in-law came in, he asked: "Sister, why did you cry in the study just now?"

  Man Bao opened his cabinet and turned out a jar of medicine: "It's nothing, Mr. Bai Erre was angry and was beaten. You go to bed first, I'll go see him."

  White Erlang is sitting on Bai Dalang’s bed and crying.

  Man Bao and Bai Shan came in with the medicine and the back basket. Bai Dalang asked quickly, “What the **** did he do to make Mr. angry? He didn’t say why I asked him.”

  The classmate who rented the same yard with Bai Dalang came to watch the excitement, "What's the matter?"

  The ugliness of the family should not be exposed, Man Bao and Bai Shan raised their heads and smiled at him: "It's okay, senior, go to bed first, we are about to take him back."

  Bai Dalang glanced at Man Bao and Bai Shan, and knew that this matter was not trivial. He quickly got up to greet his classmates and sent him back to his room by the way.

  Waiting for others to leave, Man Baocai asked Bai Erlang to stretch out his hand.

  Mr. Zhuang was confused. For the first time, the palm of his hand was not evenly hit, and all the paddles were hit with the right hand, so there was nothing wrong with the left hand, but the right hand was swollen and red like marinated pig's feet.

  At this time, a lot of blood oozes from the palm of his hand. This is the first time that the palm of his hand is bleeding. I can imagine how angry Mr. Zhuang is.

  Man Bao went and asked Da Ji to bring in a pot of hot water, first cleaned his wounds, and then began to apply medicine.

  As soon as the medicine was applied, Bai Erlang's tears that had stopped before fell again.

  Bai Shan helped dig the ointment on the side, and when he saw it, he said: "It deserves it, you all know that it is a gambling, and there is a word gambling there. In the end, you told your husband that it was not a gambling. Are you stupid?"

Good night

  (End of this chapter)