Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mr. Zhuang put down the textbook and said to Bai Shanbao and Man Bao, "You should organize what you just said into a book, and then think about it carefully. If you have any doubts, discuss it by yourself. If you can't solve it, ask as a teacher."

The two should go.

Mr. Zhuang walked behind Bai Erlang and watched him do his homework. After a while, he nodded slightly, and then walked a few rows behind the classroom with his hands behind his back.

There were several teenagers sitting there at this time, all of whom had studied with him before and had just resigned from school a few years ago.

Mr. Zhuang walked up to them and asked with a smile, "Is there a problem?"

The teenagers stood up and saluted, blushing and said: "Sir, you can teach us some accounting skills. I, we are going to the county town to find work."

I used to be distracted when I was serious in class, but now I regret it.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "You guys have learned arithmetic pretty well, it's not difficult, and if you want to do well in the accountant, knowledge from books is not enough, you need to listen more when you go to the county seat. Look and talk less, and see how the old accountants did it."

Mr. Zhuang said: "Be more diligent and diligent, learn more about their strengths, and you can always learn their skills."

Mr. Zhuang took their abacus, put them back one by one, and said, "You guys plan to show it to me first. Basically, if you play the abacus well, then it will be no problem."

Because the accountants just started, they can only plan or copy the account books.

The teenagers nodded excitedly, took out the abacus and waited for Mr.

Man Bao and the others didn't even lift their heads, because today Mr. Zhuang's lecture speed has accelerated a lot, and Bai Erlang just glanced back and continued to bury his head in his homework.

After listening to Mr. Zhuang's class in the morning, and watching the progress of Bai Shanbao and Manbao, he felt that if he didn't work harder, he would definitely be picked by his father when he went back.

Mr. Zhuang is holding them very tightly now, and he didn't let them run around when lunch arrived, and he didn't even let Man Bao go back for lunch.

Mrs. Liu usually asks the kitchen to prepare lunch for them. Since the big class is gone, most of the meals for their master and apprentice will be taken care of by Bai Shanbao's family.

After the new year, the old Zhou family sent a bag of milled rice to the Shanbao family. The old Zhoutou guessed that the daughter of the daughter who went home for lunch every three or five years, the bag of rice was enough for her to eat for the New Year.

After all, one meal a day isn't it?

In addition, the old Zhou family basically sent some vegetables to the Bai family every other day, all of which were grown in their own vegetable fields, fresh and good.

Although the Bai family may not be uncommon, because their family also grows a lot of vegetables in Qili Village.

But every time Xiao Qian sent it, the Bai family received it, and sometimes they would return some of their well-grown vegetables.

The two have always been in this relationship.

Today, the Bai family brought lunch for the three of them as usual. Mr. Zhuang told them a little story after the meal after eating with them.

Naturally, it is a historical story, the kind written in history books.

But Mr. Zhuang said it well, the three children, especially Man Bao, listened with great interest.

After finishing the story, Mr. Zhuang asked them to take a nap.

He felt that Man Bao had grown up and was a little girl, so he specially put a large screen in the study room. The screen was made of bamboo, which was provided by Lang on Tuesday.

Behind the screen is a small couch, where Man Bao rests.

On the side of the screen, Mr. Zhuang and Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang rested.

Of course, in most cases, Mr. Zhuang would not lie here, but today, Mr. Zhuang seemed to be very excited. He didn't go back to his room for a nap, but just leaned on the collapse and chatted with them.

It's just gossip, but Bai Shanbao and the others can also learn a lot.

When they got up in the afternoon, they continued to study, and he even extended the teaching time until it was almost time for supper before letting them go.

Man Bao came home with a small bookcase on his back and a straw hat, and kept sighing with Keke in his heart, "What's the matter with you, sir?"

Keke said very experienced: "It will be good for him to calm down after a while."

"Has anything exciting happened to you, sir?"

Keke said: "He may feel that he has met a talented student, so he is very excited. It is just like the Bole in your history who suddenly encountered a rare horse in the world."

Man Bao pouted, "The genius student you're talking about isn't Bai Shanbao, right?"

"No, is it you?"

"Huh?" Man Bao's eyes lit up, "Didn't you say that Bai Shanbao is smarter than me?"

Keke said: "But the host, you have me."

Man Bao said uncertainly: "So are you complimenting me, or are you complimenting yourself?"

Keke said electronically: "Both."

Man Bao went home while chatting with Keke.

Old Zhoutou was waiting for her at home, and when she saw her return, he said, "Come come come Man Bao, Dad told you that our family has already calculated how many bags of wheat to buy?"

"How many?"

"Liu Bao, when do you think you will talk to Master Bai?"

Man Bao said: "You don't need to talk to Master Bai, just talk to Bai Shanbao. No, you don't need to tell him, just take the money and go to their house to buy it. He has already agreed with Bai Zhuangtou, just weigh it."

Old Zhoutou was a little disappointed, "Is it called?"

"Yes," Man Bao said, "Measuring is too tricky. If you're not careful, you will have a lot of energy."

"That pit is also a seller, and now we are the buyer." Old Zhou Tou looked at his daughter with a hatred of iron.

But Man Bao said: "We are buyers now, and we will be scammed when we are sellers."

Qian Shi also heard it at the time, but she didn't say anything. When no one was there, she said to Lao Zhoutou, "Don't always think about taking advantage of it, what if the children will all learn from you in the future?"

"What's so bad about taking advantage?" Old Zhou Tou said, "I can live by taking advantage."

"But it must be a bad life. Our family is not short of that food now. According to the rules, the children will do what they have discussed."

Qian turned around and called Zhou Dalang, and asked him to lead a few younger brothers to the Bai family to buy wheat.

Tuesday Lang took the cow out and put it on the car, and went with Zhou Dalang and Wednesday Lang, of course, with the money given by Qian.

Qian followed Man Bao into her room. Seeing that she was taking the contents of the bookcase to the desk, she stepped forward to help and asked with a smile, "Have you finished the business with the young master of the Bai family?"

Man Bao nodded and whispered, "Mother, we made a lot of money."

"Then you pay it yourself, and you will need to spend more money to study in the future," Qian said without asking how much she earned, "You are a capable child, and what the family can give you is limited, so you have to do it yourself. Think about it, and tell your mother if anything happens?"

Man Bao nodded.

Qian rubbed her little head and turned to ask, "Why are your husbands so strict this time, that they don't even have a holiday on the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Man Bao sighed, "My friend said that it was because my husband suddenly found out that I was a genius. If he didn't teach me carefully, he might be sad."

Qian Shi: ...My daughter is fine with everything, but she looks more and more like someone from the old Zhou family.