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Chapter 757 Help

Not to mention that Bai Shan and Bai Erlang were pampered since they were young, even Man Bao was raised in the palm of his hand. Although after coming to Yizhou City, they learned to wash clothes, learn to make a fire and cook simple meals, and they also helped.

Cleaned up...

But sweeping the streets is still such a heavy workload, and this is the first time for all three of them.

The fatigue of sweeping the garbage was secondary, but the dirt of shoveling and taking out the garbage made them uncomfortable for a while.

But the most uncomfortable thing is being watched by people.

They didn't arrive for three days, and everyone on the street knew that the three of them had been punished by their husband for getting into trouble.

Everyone who sees them must say hello, "Mr. Bai, have you been punished again today?"

"Mrs. Zhou, are you still angry?"

The three of them felt very ashamed, and their faces were red with embarrassment for the first few days when they went out.

When people are ashamed, they do things quickly rather than carefully, and many places are not cleaned. Then Mr. Zhuang punishes them to write small characters, two per person per day.

Man Bao lay down on the bed with her hands and feet spread out, looking at the top of the tent sadly. She felt that she was really wrong, and she shouldn't have hit Bai Ning impulsively at that time.

At least it shouldn't be slapped in the face...

No, if you have to be punished every time you fight, it's not worth the gain.

Besides fighting, they must have other better ways to teach each other a lesson.

Bai Shan was so tired that he fell on the bed and thought about this problem. He sighed and said, "It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Why did he have to fight at that time?"

Bai Erlang complained: "You were not the first to strike, and then Man Bao beat you the hardest. I just helped to hold down your hands and feet, but in the end I was punished just like you."

"Next time if you have the ability, don't join us in taking action," Bai Shan snorted, "Sir, we are not asking you to shirk your responsibilities by asking us to reflect."

Bai Erlang spread his arms and legs and shouted to him through the screen: "But sweeping the streets is really tiring and embarrassing!"

Bai Shan and Man Bao also felt embarrassed, but shame can only be learned with practice.

If you sweep the streets for a day or two, you will feel ashamed. If you sweep for three or four days, you will feel ashamed if you meet people. But if you sweep for seven or eight days, you will meet almost the same people every day and hear almost the same jokes. No matter how thin-skinned you are, you will develop it.

Already.

Within a few days, the three of them were able to wave and say hello to people on both sides of the road when they walked onto the street carrying brooms and pushing carts.

Occasionally, I would also enthusiastically help them take out the garbage at home.

People in this half of the street also like to stand on the roadside and talk to them. Occasionally, someone will give them some home-made sesame candies, malt candies and the like.

After all, it’s almost the end of the year, and many families are starting to make snacks for their children.

Manbao and the others don't collect everything. Basically, they collect small snacks like this and put them in their own purses or pockets.

Then he pushed the cart and started cleaning garbage along the street.

Wei Ting and the others secretly hid behind the car to watch. They watched for a long time and were extremely confused. "Didn't they say they were punished? I think they enjoyed it very much?"

"Would you like to have fun in the midst of suffering?"

"It's hard to find joy in suffering. Look at how much they collected. Does it sound like suffering? Come on, let's go up and talk to them."

So Wei Ting led a group of people and rushed out, surrounded the three of them, and asked: "I just heard that you were punished by your teacher to sweep the street. I still don't believe it. The result is

Really, what bad things did you do that you were punished to sweep the streets?"

Wei Ting looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "Did you sneak in?"

Did your teacher know about coming to the private school to read books secretly?"

Three people: ...No, you are overthinking it. Our husband instructed us to do this.

Man Bao held the broom and waved: "Do you want to help? If you don't want to help, get out of the way. After a while, the sun will set and we won't be able to finish sweeping, so we will have to work in the dark."

Wei Ting glanced at the brooms in their hands, then at the broken cart, and finally at the long street. He couldn't help but take a step back and shook his head repeatedly.

Everyone also moved back a little.

Man Bao sighed, "No sense of loyalty!"

"No, you have to tell us first why you were punished, right?"

Bai Shan asked them to push away, and he wanted to sweep the floor, saying: "It's not a good thing to be punished, and you don't help, why should I tell you? Don't tell me!"

Bai Erlang nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right."

Because there were so many people, everyone was chatting happily. Wei Ting and the others didn't feel embarrassed. After walking for a while, they didn't know whether it was sympathy or curiosity about the reason why they were punished. They rolled up their sleeves and helped shovel the garbage and push the car.

car.

With their help, today's cleaning was much faster. When we reached the last section, Bai Shan clapped his hands and said, "Okay, to thank you, I'll treat you to naan cakes."

"Come on, we don't like your naan bread either, just tell us why you are punished."

Seven or eight teenagers were squatting on the street talking.

Of course, Bai Shan couldn't tell them about Bai Ning's design of Manbao. He only said: "It's nothing. It was just three of us fighting with one person. Sir, punish us."

"With whom? Did you lose or win?"

Bai Erlang: "Isn't that nonsense? How can we lose if three of us fight against one?"

"I understand, the beating must have been too hard and the person was broken."

"Is it punishable to sweep the street after being beaten? If it were my family, I would have been beaten to the point where I would have to kneel in the ancestral hall."

"Then would you rather be spanked or sweep the streets?"

The man thought about it carefully and then said: "I would still like to be spanked and kneel in the ancestral hall. Your husband's punishment is also unique. He actually punished you to sweep the streets."

Man Bao refuted the rumor and said: "We didn't break the person, it was just a flesh wound. Mr. punished us because we shouldn't fight."

Wei Ting was very curious, "Who is it? Three of you are fighting one?"

This is not a secret. Wei Ting and the others will find out if they know the matter. So Bai Shan said directly: "It's Bai Ning, the second young master from the Bai Mansion next door to our house."

"Hey, didn't you say that they were of your own race?"

In Yizhou City, this relationship cannot remain a secret.

Someone from the Wei family attended the Winter Solstice banquet, so Wei Ting soon found out that the newly arrived minister was a cousin of Bai Shan's clan.

Of course, this relationship update will spread quickly, so most students in the government school also know about it.

This is also one of the courses for students in the government schools. Although it has never been listed as a course, it is one of the private required courses by default.

This is also the reason why Mr. Zhuang is so familiar with the forces in Yizhou City, because thirty years ago, he spent nearly ten years studying this course on forces.

Bai Shan was not surprised that they would know that he was a little hungry, so he asked Daji to buy some naan cakes to eat, and then replied: "Who said that people of the same race can't fight? Brothers and sisters in the same sect still have fights.

Woolen cloth."
Chapter completed!
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