Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 130 Touching Ginger

  Mr. Zhuang found that Man Bao has worked very hard recently, just like eating a big drumstick, reading hard every day, and correspondingly, she has asked a lot of questions.

It’s not that Manbao didn’t work hard before, but she was still a child after all. Although she listened carefully in get out of class, she would still go out to play after class. Every day at noon, if he didn’t give her and Bai Shanbao a small stove, I’m afraid she wouldn’t have much. Read extracurricular books.

   But recently, even if he didn't call her to open the stove, she would follow behind.

  He even worked a lot with Bai Shanbao. In his words, he absolutely can't let Manbao surpass.

  Man Bao became more excited when he heard Bai Shanbao say that. Yeah, why did she forget that she wanted to defeat this person who dared to be as smart as her.

  Keke said that reading can make people wise, and intelligence can not only grow with age, but also with reading.

Waiting to grow up is too slow, and Bai Shanbao is older than her. When she grows up, he will always be bigger than her, but if she reads more books and knows more than him, then she Isn't he smarter than him?

  Hmph, Ke Keming said clearly, she is the smartest person within a hundred miles, so why would she not be anymore when he came?

  Full of fighting spirit.

  Looking at the two children chasing after me, Mr. Zhuang was pleased to touch his beard.

  But the students who were studying together didn't feel very good. The difference was too much. At first, the old students in the class could still crush the two by their age and school age, but they soon discovered that they were overtaken.

However, children around ten years old are very eager. If they rush, they don’t study for the examiner. When they reach the age of fourteen, they will go out and look for work. played.

  Other students can think like this, but Bai Erlang can’t.

Since the two of them worked hard, he has been living in dire straits. Although the requirements of him were strict before, but the dad who spoiled him is not pleasing to him no matter what, even his grandmother and mother sometimes can’t help but look at him. He sighed.

  Bai Erlang was almost mad, and he fought with Bai Shanbao and Manbao in the school a few times. Of course he had the upper hand at the beginning. Although it was a one-to-two, his age suppressed them.

   But the second time they played, they were tied. Although he suffered a lot, he insisted that it was a tie.

  By the third time, he could not beat them. Even so, he still wanted to fight with them because he had no other place to beat them except physically.

  Mr. Zhuang looked at him. He always felt that this disciple was a bit stupid, but because of his improvement over the past, he decided to turn one eye and close the other without knowing it. Anyway, neither side suffered a lot, right?

  Because Bai Erlang threw bugs at them today, Man Bao asked Bai Shanbao to go to Bai Erlang's home to do homework.

   Bai Jiro seemed to know this, he immediately ran out of the classroom after learning, ran home first, and said to the concierge: "Close the door, do not allow Bai Shan and Zhou Man to come in!"

  The concierge said: "Second young master, the eldest master is home, the master and the eldest master are in the main room."

  White Erlang's eyes lit up, and he rushed to the main room with the bookcase on his back, "My eldest brother is back, so no outsiders are allowed to come in, you know?"

  The concierge squinted his eyes with joy, "Second Young Master, don’t worry, Master is happy today, so I will definitely not hit you."

  Shirajiro ran away early.

Man Bao and the others ran over with a small bookbox behind them. The concierge saw them with a brighter smile on their faces. They slightly bent over to talk to them, "Master Shan, Lady Zhou, our young master today I’m back, I’m afraid the second master will not have time to do homework for the time being."

  Man Bao is a little bit sorry.

  Bai Shanbao is also very sorry, but if people don’t do their homework, they can’t force them, isn’t it?

   So he turned around and invited Man Bao, "Will you write in my house?"

  Man Bao shook his head, “He doesn’t write. I’ll write after dinner. I’m going to see my **** and yam first.”

  Bai Shanbao’s eyes lit up, “I’ll go with you and see if it’s my **** that looks good or yours.”

"OK."

  Bai Shanbao took the bookcase home to the concierge first, and then returned to Zhou's house with Manbao.

It is early autumn, and **** has grown tall and tall. Manbao grows the best in the vegetable garden. Originally only planted a dozen yuan, it has grown a lot because she has enough fat. , They derive a lot.

  But Bai Shanbao insisted, "Yours is not as good as mine, mine is longer than yours."

   "Mine is thicker than yours." Man Bao said, "My **** must be longer than you."

  Bai Shanbao, "When I divide them, they can grow into a flowerbed, and then there will be more than yours."

  Man Bao took him to the field to see her whole piece of Jiang Jiang, proudly said: "That's not as much as mine."

  Bai Shanbao: "..." He felt that he was missing a piece of land.

The land of Manbao and the others is at the foot of the mountain. There are mostly unowned wasteland nearby. The place farther apart is the field. At this time, melons and beans are planted in the field, rice is planted in the field, and the leaves of the beans have turned yellow. , It’s almost ready to harvest. A farmer is coming to see the crops, and when they see Man Bao standing beside the ground, someone smiles and asks, "Man Bao, come to see your land again, how does Jiang look like?"

  Man Bao is proud, "Well, when my **** can be collected, eldest brother will come to my house to buy some."

  Some people laughed, "But it’s not a festival, so why don’t you buy this stuff, and eat it without meat."

  Now everyone in the village knows that Zhou’s family planted **** on the wasteland. At first, everyone saw it as a joke, but now looking at the green **** strips growing in the ground, no one dares to laugh anymore.

  This thing is really planted for them.

  They know how expensive **** is, because every household will go to the grocery store during the New Year to buy some home, or stew meat, or boil it into **** soup. People who are more demanding have to boil it into tea.

  Such a large area of ​​ginger, no, it is two large pieces, and Zhou Xi has more than two points of **** planted next to it.

  But some people worry about Zhou’s family, “Can you sell so much ginger?”

  Manbao was particularly eager, "If you can’t sell it, continue to grow it. It will be old **** until winter, and it can be dug up and dried, and then sold in spring and summer. That is dried ginger, which is more expensive."

  It seems that it is drought and flood protection anyway.

Many people looked at these two **** fields enviously. Someone went to talk to Lao Zhoutou and wanted to plant some seeds from him. Lao Zhoutou laughed and said, "This is the work of the children, I But I can’t be their master. The fourth child owes gambling debts. This is what he planted to pay off the gambling debts. Baby, I usually have to pick up a section and fry and eat, but he refuses."

  This is unwilling.

Some people couldn’t help feeling a little uncomfortable, so two consecutive Thursday Lang saw that the **** in the ground had been dug several pieces secretly. He was so angry that he simply asked his three brothers to build a hayloft on the edge of the ground. He came here to guard after he had eaten every day.

  A few villagers who are trying to touch the black and two pieces of ginger:...

  (End of this chapter)