"Look, who is afraid of whom?" Although Bai Shanbao's face was also pale, in order not to fall in front of Man Bao, he trembled and opened the box. After taking a look, he turned his head away and said stubbornly: "I'm not afraid of it, it's too ugly, I don't like to watch it."

Manbao felt that he was right and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I think it is too ugly, and seeing too much hurts your eyes."

The two children looked at each other and both agreed with each other's words. Then they turned their heads together to look at the bugs in the box, then turned their heads away, then looked at them again, and then turned away...

Mr. Bai looked at this scene outside the window, then looked at his son who lowered his head and pretended to be honest. He moved his feet for a while, but seeing Mr. Zhuang in front of him, he held back his movements and didn't kick them out.

Although Mr. Zhuang also beats the students' hand-to-hand, he does not agree with the parents' beating children, especially Mr. Bai's way of playing. Seeing that Bai Erlang's eyes became worse and worse, Mr. Zhuang signaled the parents to leave and he was about to start class.

Mr. Bai glared at his younger son secretly, whispered to him and asked Liu and Zheng to leave together.

Although Qili Village is in a valley and has difficulty entering and exiting, the scenery is excellent.

Mr. Bai is also a scholar. When he built the school, he specially chose this place with a beautiful scenery, facing the water and looking at the mountains.

Although the autumn scenery is bleak, there are still dense forests here, and there are many wild flowers blooming on the roadside, which are decorated very beautifully.

Liu slowly walked along the river bank toward the Bai family mansion, looking quite happy. She turned her head and said to Mr. Bai, "This place is really a brilliant place."

Mr. Bai knew that his aunt was talking about Manbao, and he smiled while touching his beard, "Auntie, don't be a poor mountain valley. In fact, there are many good things and good people. Please watch it in the future."

Liu nodded, "The child knew that he had come to the forefront at such a young age. He was obviously afraid, but he still knew how to overcome it. I just hope Shanbao can learn this from the future."

Liu was a little regretful, "What a pity, she is a girl. By the way, her family has many brothers and nephews, why isn't there any Mr. Zhuang who can be attracted to?"

Although Mr. Bai rarely goes around the village, he still knows the things in the village. He smiled and said, "The Zhou family's Lingxiu probably grew up on this child."

Liu recalled the Zhou family he saw yesterday, nodded, and smiled: "Mrs. Zhou I saw yesterday looked like a virtuous person."

Mr. Bai recalled the Zhou family mentioned by the butler and said uncertainly: "Maybe, it's said that the eldest and third brothers of his family are very diligent, while the second brothers are smart and often go to the market to do some small business."

The two of them went home while talking.

On the other side of the school, Manbao and Shanbao had already collected the insects and began to take out their books and read with the teacher.

Bai Shanbao originally wanted to crush the other party from reading, so he recited loudly at the beginning. Although he still had a little milk sound, it was the loudest voice in the whole class.

Manbao likes to join in the fun the most. Seeing her deskmate reading loudly, she also started reading with her throat. The two little kids looked very cute when they shook their heads.

At least Mr. Zhuang, who was standing on the stage, was particularly satisfied. He had a smile in his eyes. He touched his beard back and forth, and shook his head and read with relief.

The other students in the class were taken by the two and read with their voices, which was much more serious than before. Even college students who had already finished learning the Analects of Confucius could not help but turn around and recite "The Analects of Confucius" with them.

Standing outside the classroom, Shiraishi couldn't help but turn his head and look at the two children in the room, and snorted like a fire.

Two classmates who were punished to stand like him also looked in curiously, then leaned over to the boss and said, "Brother Erlang, why can your cousin read "The Analects of Confucius"? Didn't he just go to school?"

Bai Erlang muttered, "So I hate him the most. He was enlightened when he was only two years old. My grandmother said that he could not only memorize 300 poems, but also memorized the "Thousand Characters" and "The Analects of Confucius". As soon as he came, my grandmother gave him my favorite braised pork. In short, he hated it just as annoying as Manbao. Humph, is it amazing to study?"

"That's right, we're better at fighting than him, otherwise we'll block him on the road after class in the afternoon and beat him up to vent your anger."

Shiraishi was a little hesitant, "If my father knows, he will definitely beat me up."

"We secretly, I heard from my elder brother that if the person who wants to be beaten knows who beats me, just put a sack on it."

Bai Erlang's eyes rolled and he whispered: "Where are we going to find sacks?"

"I have it at home, but I can't run home to get it. Your house is closer than mine."

"Then tomorrow," said another person: "We will bring sacks tomorrow, and it's best to have Manbao condoms."

"It's not good," Bai Erlang frowned and said, "She is a girl, just use insects to scare her. How can a real man beat a girl?"

Another thought that beating a girl was too embarrassing, so he disagreed with the proposal, so the proposal was stranded.

Bai Shanbao and Manbao were louder than him. In short, your previous sentence suppressed me, and I would like to overwhelm you with the next sentence.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the table with a smile for a while before knocking on the two of them, and reminded him: "The voice is smaller and there are skills in reading, otherwise my voice will be speechless tomorrow."

Mr. Zhuang signaled everyone to stop and asked the primary school students to take out all the books and start teaching new texts, so that they can know how to read this article, so that they can read it first, and then explain its meaning in class later.

After explaining to the elementary school students, Mr. Zhuang went to see the college students again.

In fact, there are only five older groups.

Bai Shanbao glanced at Manbao and read silently from the side.

Manbao also read it seriously. She had always had a good memory. After reading it two or three times, she basically remembered it, but she didn't know what it meant, so she looked around.

If it were before, she would have asked Koko directly, but now there was a person sitting next to her. She felt that it would be better to talk to Koko with her mouth than to talk to Koko in her heart.

The words said through your mouth are so sarcastic, very nice.

So she began to push the textbook she had handwritten towards Shanbao and asked, "Do you know what this sentence means?"

Bai Shanbao took a look and happened to have learned from his grandmother before, so he said proudly: "Of course I know, don't you know?"

"I don't know, sir hasn't had time to say it yet," Manbao said naturally: "But I want to know now, can you tell me?"

Bai Shanbao turned his head to look at her, feeling very comfortable with her eyes, so he reluctantly told her, "In fact, it was Confucius' two disciples talking. Ziqin asked Zigong. Every time the teacher went to a place, he would hear the political affairs of that country. Did he ask someone to tell him or someone else took the initiative to tell him..."

This is an article in the study. Bai Shanbao has long memorized it. His grandmother also told him that he had written down all of it.

Manbao listened with relish and said, "I haven't heard this story before. It sounds so nice. If I could go to various countries like Confucius in the future, someone would take the initiative to tell me the story."
Chapter completed!