Chapter 367: The glorious past of Xiaoxiao Li, if the young lady were with him, she would be doomed!

"Sir, why are you here?"

Li Mo said hello sheepishly.

The old scholar stared at Li Mo, leaned back slightly, and his face turned dark instantly, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"It's none of your business. Go play somewhere else. Don't cause trouble here."

"What's wrong with this kid?"

Ying Xuliang asked in confusion. He only knew that Brother Li's child was born weak and might suffer from the same illness as Bing'er.

But he never thought that when the teacher saw Li Mo, he felt like he was going crazy.

The old scholar angrily began to recount Xiao Li Mo's "glorious deeds":

"On the first day he came to school, he used firecrackers to blow up the latrine."

Ying Xuliang smiled when he heard this, feeling that the gentleman was making a bit of a fuss:

"This is something, haha. As a little boy, I have done this to some extent when I was a child. I even blew up cow dung with Brother Li."

"But I was inside at the time!"

The old scholar gritted his teeth.

"..."

Ying Xuliang was silent for a moment, then smiled and comforted:

"Children are naughty. Only with the guidance of the teacher can they become talented. Just teach them well."

"That's what I thought at the time, but not long after, he and other classmates competed to see who could pee farther in my garden. The orchids that I had cherished for a long time all died."

The old scholar was heartbroken.

"Isn't it true that organic fertilizer is better for flowers and plants? And the toilet in the school collapsed at that time..."

Li Mo's voice became softer and softer as he spoke.

"Who blew up the toilet?" The old scholar's eyes widened.

Next to Ying Xuliang, Ying's mother covered her mouth with a smile in her eyes.

Qinghe County is not big, and the couple used to be students of the old gentleman, and were classmates with Li Dalong.

"Teacher, it's not a big deal to go anywhere for convenience..."

"Ask who he peed with!"

"??"

Li Mo's eyes were a little confused.

The things he did as a child had already been so many years ago, and since he had also awakened the mystery in the womb, it became even more blurry for him.

"He took his little girl with him and taught her to pee standing up, competing with others to see who could pee farther!"

"..."

Classmate Xiao Li fell into deep thought.

Did he ever do such awesome things when he was a kid?

He only remembered the things that made the old gentleman look upright.

Ying's mother's smile froze, and her gaze was obviously much more cautious, as if she was looking at the little terrorist.

Ying Xuliang smiled awkwardly and said:

"If jade is not polished, it cannot be used as a weapon; if jade is not polished, it cannot be used as a tool..."

"The key point is that this little devil can't learn the principles of saints. Just like his father, he is not good at school."

"My dad taught me how people behave..."

Li Mo rubbed the back of his head and said.

"Anyway, Miss Bing is sick and cannot be stimulated. I only dared to let Miss Bing study after seeing that the little devil was no longer in the private school."

The old scholar shook his head, his eyes less angry, and he sighed.

This little guy is naughty, but he is also very smart. It's a pity that he doesn't focus on studying.

Li Mo was a little anxious when he couldn't see Bingtuozi.

To untie the bell, one must tie the bell.

This is a dream formed by Bingtuozi’s soul and memory. If you can’t see the owner of the dream, how can you solve the dream?

Moreover, time is still very tight, and we cannot wait for a few days to come back in the dreamland.

The disaster beast is the winner's compound coming tonight.

but!

He is Xiao Li’s genius!

Especially when it comes to making the old man happy, he has a bit of authority.

"Old sir, a prodigal son can never be replaced by gold. In fact, the boy listened carefully during class."

"What did you hear?"

"The old gentleman once wrote a poem to encourage me to study."

Xiao Li Mo solemnly handed over his hands and said the truth:

"It's a pity that I was young and ignorant at the time and did not understand the profound meaning. Now that I think about it, I know that the old gentleman had good intentions."

"?"

The old scholar stroked his beard and was stunned for a moment.

When did he write a poem to encourage students to study?

For literati who care about reputation, no matter how old and foolish they are, they will never forget it after they write a masterpiece. Besides, Xiao Li Mo was in school, and he was so frightened all day that he couldn't find the time to write poetry.

But Li Mo had already picked up the branch next to him and started writing carefully.

For him who had been severely beaten in compulsory education, many excellent works came at his fingertips, not only from textbooks, but also from extracurricular teachers.

Famous articles for students to learn, of course, must have the eternal theme of ‘encouraging learning’.

Aside from some that don’t fit the situation, you can also pick out one or two.

"It is easy for a young man to learn from an old man."

"No inch of time is wasted."

"Unconscious pond spring grass dream."

"The phoenix leaves in front of the steps are already sounding autumn."

Huh?

Ying's mother is also a woman from a scholarly family. She has some attainments in poetry and articles. She was thoughtful when she saw this poem.

When the surrounding guests and children of the Ying family saw this scene, many people gathered around and marveled.

"This is, I..."

The old scholar's face turned red and he was a little at a loss.

Poetry is excellent, but it has nothing to do with him.

"This was originally a student's stubborn work. The teacher helped polish it and gave it to me as a reward. You also said that you would frame it at the entrance of the school to encourage other students."

Li Mo spoke at the right time and handed the old gentleman the steps.

Moreover, he spoke loudly, and all the guests heard him. They complimented the old scholar and said that he would send his nephew to the school in the future.

The old gentleman's face turned red after hearing this, and he let out a heavy breath, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart:

"This little devil... well, Xiao Mo is indeed a teachable boy, and he finally focused on studying."

"Go back to private school after the Chinese New Year, and continue to do so from now on!"

"Thank you sir for your teaching!"

Li Mo seriously raised his little hands and saluted.

Ying Xuliang looked at the smiling old gentleman, and then took a deep look at Xiao Li.

"Uncle Ying, can I go see Sister Bing? I will definitely not cause trouble."

"Okay, madam, please take Xiao Mo there."

Ying Xuliang nodded slightly. It happened that his wife also wanted to deliver the meal in person, so he asked her to lead Li Mo into the Ying family's mansion and started walking together.

The mansion is much larger than I remembered, much more majestic, elegant and unique.

By comparison, the Li family's house is just an ordinary country compound.

Li Mo didn't think so when he was a child, but now that we meet again, he feels that this is definitely not the magnificence that a small county in the Eastern Wasteland can have.

"Sister Bing'er, what's happened recently?"

"She has a strange illness."

Ying's mother sighed and said:

"She felt cold all over and was unwilling to communicate with others, so we decided to let her go to a private school and spend more time with peers..."

Halfway through her words, she felt that she was talking so much to a child.

During the conversation, the surroundings became quiet, and they arrived at the wing of the Villa.

The door was closed tightly, but it couldn't stop the coldness flowing outside.

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PS: I originally wanted to update the two chapters together to make them more coherent, but I thought about the second chapter and subsequent plot arrangements for too long, and the writing was slow, orz.