Chapter 314 The opponent is an adult (seeking a monthly ticket)

Children's memory is good, but sometimes very poor.

The same is true of the wise Bai Shanbao. He remembered the fights he had with people in Longzhou, the tit-for-tat with his husband, and he would never forget the bullying.

But he forgot most of what those people looked like, at least he couldn't recall their specific appearance now.

That's the case. He heard from his grandmother that they were going back to show off their power, oh no, they were going back to show the elders how he had grown up. The first thing he thought of was those who had bullied him.

Bai Shanbao was no longer disgusted, and took Manbao back to the study, and told her triumphantly how to fight back against those people when he returned to Longzhou.

Man Bao was a little worried, "You're only alone, so you won't be able to fight."

"I don't fight with them, I want to compare knowledge with them."

"Then what if they just don't compare their knowledge with you and have to fight with you?"

Bai Shanbao was silent, and began to think about this possibility, and then felt that this possibility was very high.

More than two years ago, he certainly wasn't afraid.

Not only will he not be afraid, but he will face the difficulties with his fists clenched.

However, the nearly three years of life in Qili Village made Bai Shanbao know that if he was destined to lose a fight, but he still raised his face to meet him, it would not be called heroic, but stupid.

He looked down at Man Bao and suggested, "How about you take your nephews and nieces to Longzhou with me? When we fight together, the big head fight is the worst, and we will definitely win."

After thinking about it seriously, Man Bao shook his head, "My parents definitely won't allow it."

Bai Shanbao slumped his shoulders, "Then what do you say?"

"How about you hold Daji's leg temporarily and let him teach you martial arts again?"

Bai Shanbao felt his legs trembling, he hesitated and didn't answer.

Man Bao also subconsciously touched his chubby legs.

Ever since Daji showed off the stunt of fighting people on the roof, both Bai Shanbao and Manbao have been very interested in his kung fu, and have strongly expressed that they want to learn it.

Then they squatted for three days, and Man Bao finally sneaked home with trembling calves, making Daji forget about it at the cost of not going to Bai's house for three consecutive days.

Bai Shanbao was even more pitiful. After squatting for five days, he wiped his tears and said that he would not study, and only escaped the disaster.

Thinking of how difficult it was to practice martial arts, the two children were drooping their heads, and Bai Shanbao didn't think it was useful to hold his thighs temporarily.

Man Bao sighed and said, "Then you can only play with their fathers, don't play with them."

Bai Shanbao winked at her, "You mean it's like getting along with Uncle Bai?"

Man Bao nodded, jumped down from the chair, brought the book to him at the desk and placed it in front of him, and said seriously: "Let's study hard, read a little more, if they come to the door then, You don't play with them, just read, and when their father comes to you and then you show up, you can only talk to their father, whether it is to discuss knowledge or go to school, as long as you study better than them and perform better than them, Their father will beat them up for you."

Bai Shanbao seemed to have found a good road and nodded fiercely, "Yes, it's just like Uncle Bai and Bai Er."

For a moment, Bai Shanbao's heart had already flashed seven or eight "conspiracies", and the two children looked at each other with joy.

Man Bao was also ambitious, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, I'll read with you. If there's anything you don't understand, we'll discuss it together, and if you don't understand, ask Mr.

"it is good!"

"By the way, when are you leaving?"

"Five days later," Bai Shanbao said, "it will take time to pack up."

So they can probably go to Longzhou five days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and when they have finished visiting their relatives and friends, the Mid-Autumn Festival will also arrive.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I can go home after dealing with it for some time. In this way, the time is quite tight.

But Bai Shanbao didn't want to waste time on the road, so he looked for books to read on the road.

Books like "University" that are only suitable for class and quiet reading are of course not suitable for taking on the road to read, so Man Bao and he are looking for travel notes, poems, topographical records, etc. with stories.

But there are too few books in this era. Although Man Bao and the others are still young, they have read most of the books in this study. Now bedtime story books can no longer be found here.

Man Bao searched in his bookshelf, and finally contributed two storybooks that were more in line with the present.

The storybook was printed by Keke directly from the Encyclopedia, of course after Manbao paid the points.

Because it is paid first and then downloaded and printed, the text is of this era, and even the binding is in accordance with the characteristics of this world.

It was not the first time that Bai Shanbao had read Manbao's storybook, but it was the first time he had borrowed it for two months.

Holding two thick books, he was also very excited.

Man Bao repeatedly urged, "You have to keep it and don't show it to others."

Bai Shanbao said there was no problem, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep it, even my grandmother won't tell me."

Grandmother didn't like him reading these vernacular storybooks.

The two children hid behind the bookshelf and smiled at each other, like two little foxes.

Bai Shanbao sneaked the book among the other selected books, and then stuffed the book into his box.

Man Bao kept insisting, "You must read more, and it is best to ask some advanced questions that adults can't answer to make them even more angry."

Bai Shanbao nodded again and again.

Although Daji was far away, the voices of the two children were not very small, so he naturally heard them.

In this regard, he can only reply with a blank face.

What can he say?

What else can I say?

The Bai family began to ask Mr. Zhuang for leave.

For such a long vacation, of course, I have to ask Mr. Zhuang in advance.

Mr. Zhuang didn't have any comments, and then gave Bai Shanbao a lot of homework, such as how many texts to memorize, how many large characters to write, what characters to write, and what questions to answer.

Even according to what to write articles, at least a few articles...

It took Mr. Zhuang three days to arrange the homework.

When Bai Shanbao retrieved his homework from Mr. Zhuang, the expression on his face was wooden.

Man Bao sighed after flipping through the pages, "It seems that I have to do so much homework, and you're not here, I don't even have anyone to discuss."

Bai Shanbao nodded in agreement.

It's better for two people to do homework together.

So Man Bao directly wrote down all these topics, "Since you know the topic of the homework in advance, you can preview it in advance, so that the homework can be faster."

Bai Shanbao: ...

Looking at Man Bao's cheating copy of the title, Bai Shanbao could only wait by propping his chin, "When I get back, we can sell our ginger, right?"

Man Bao counted the time and nodded, "It's almost, it's almost, it will rain occasionally these days, my father said, when the weather is clear, my family will start the autumn harvest."

"Isn't it just finished in summer?"

"Yeah, after the summer harvest, it's the autumn harvest," Man Bao said as a matter of course: "The rice has to be harvested before the Mid-Autumn Festival, otherwise it will be over if it rains."

I didn't expect to attract the attention of so many book friends. In the end, I didn't have an infusion. I went to the hospital for an examination. I only prescribed medicine for seven days. Above 69%, today is 71%, and the temperature is high...

But it will be fine. It grows on the arm. Although it does not look good, it is still OK.

Finally, in the last hour of June, there are book friends who haven't voted for the monthly ticket to support Bamboo!