Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 41

Bai Shanbao said, "then you have to be as powerful as Confucius. Zigong said that only when Confucius teachers are warm, kind, courteous, thrifty and let, will everyone be willing to share the story with him."

Man Bao was full of confidence. "I can do it. By the way, what is gentleness, courtesy and thrift? Let me know, is to be humble, right? "

Bai Shanbao despised her. "You don't even know what it is. Just say you can do it. The child who talks big is not a good child."

"What do you know, Koko said that you should set goals before doing things, so that you can make plans. Of course, the bigger the goals, the better."

System: "..."

Bai Shanbao's eyes turned and doubted, "really?"

Man Bao nodded fiercely, "of course it's true."

"Well, I want to be a senior official in the future. I don't want to be an official like my father."

Man Bao asked excitedly, "what official is your father?"

Bai Shanbao was a little proud, but with two reserved words: "my father is a county magistrate."

Man Bao felt bad about the county magistrate. She said, "the county magistrate are not good people. They always charge us money."

Bai Shanbao was unhappy. "My father is a good official and has won the commendation of the imperial court."

As soon as Mr. Zhuang entered the classroom, he heard what the two children said. He frowned. At a young age, why did he talk about the government?

Do the two broken children know what the county magistrate does?

Mr. Zhuang took the two children into the yard to talk.

Bai Shanbao was still a little nervous, because from his experience, it would not be good to be called out by Mr. alone.

But man Bao is different. She is more used to reading and talking with Mr. Zhuang in the yard than sitting in class.

So she followed very happily.

Seeing manbao's happy face, Bai Shanbao felt that it should not be a bad thing, so he relaxed and passed.

Mr. Zhuang sat down on the stone bench, summoned the two children to follow him and asked, "what were you talking about just now?"

Shanbao bowed his head. In his opinion, Mr. asked this sentence is to blame and scold them for speaking in class.

But man Bao didn't think so. When she heard her husband ask, she happily told him what they said, and asked, "Sir, does the county magistrate have anything good?"

Mr. Zhuang asked her, "why do you think the county magistrate is bad?"

Man Bao told her that she had to pay an extra penny when she went to the county the day before yesterday. He also told her that her fifth brother asked about the news from the county. After a period of time, even pedestrians had to pay a city fee when they entered the city.

So she felt that the county magistrates were bad and would only take money from their people.

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a moment and asked, "do you know what the county magistrate does?"

Shanbao looked at man Bao and then at Mr. Zhuang. He felt that Mr. Zhuang was different from his former husband, so he stopped counseling. He replied, "the county magistrate is a county parent official who manages the people."

Mr. Zhuang touched his beard and asked with a smile, "what else?"

Bai Shanbao was not an honest child. If he were honest, he would not be often called out by his husband in ethnology. Yesterday, he couldn't make faces at man Bao in front of his parents.

Therefore, with the encouragement of Mr. Zhuang and man Bao as an example, he answered with her.

Man Bao said, "the income from the city fee!"

Shanbao said, "the judge."

Man Bao said, "I'm a grain tax collector. My family just paid the tax grain not long ago."

It was also that time that Zhou Silang escorted food to the county with the people in the village, so he got involved in gambling.

Shanbao said, "there are those who catch thieves and make decisions for the people."

Shanbao thought, scratched his head and said, "we should also persuade the people to sow grain, plant mulberry and raise silkworms."

Man Bao said to him, "it's silly. Our family is farming. When the time comes, we will plant it ourselves. Do you want the county magistrate to persuade us?"

"Yes, I don't believe you asked, sir. My grandmother said that being a county magistrate should persuade Ke Nongsang. My father just went to persuade Ke Nongsang to die when he met a bandit."

Mr. Zhuang didn't expect Shanbao to look more gentle after he was a martyr. He reached out and touched his head and said, "what you think is just the appearance you see. This is wrong“

The two children were ignorant.

Seeing the confused eyes of the two children, Mr. Zhuang's thousands of words were blocked. The two children are still young. He said, they may not understand.

Mr. Zhuang pondered and hung his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The two children waited quietly. After seeing him speak for a long time, man Bao scratched his head and shook his body left and right. He accidentally met Shanbao.

Shanbao glanced at Mr. and bumped back with his small body.

Man Bao almost fell down, blinked and hit back.

The two children seem to be more interested in the competition. When Mr. Zhuang doesn't pay attention, the two small bodies are next to each other. You push me hard, and I push you hard.

Mr. Zhuang was still meditating. When he saw the ant nest not far away, he suddenly had an idea. As soon as he looked up, he saw that two children were pushing and pushing you. He coughed with a headache.

Man Bao and Shanbao stood up in an instant. As a result, because Shanbao's strength was relatively fast, man Bao slowed down a little, hit Shanbao directly and hit Shanbao to the ground.

The two children rolled together. Mr. Zhuang was afraid that they would cry. As a result, they got up from the ground and stood up.

Mr. Zhuang was funny and angry, so he waved to them, "come here."

When they came forward, Mr. Zhuang pointed to the ants on the ground and showed them, "what's this?"

The two children answered, "ants!"

"Yes, it's an ant. Do you say it's good or bad?"

The two children were stunned. "Ants are good or bad."

"You have divided the county magistrate into good and bad. Why can't ants divide good and bad?"

Man Bao said, "then it's bad because it grabs rice from us. You see, they're transporting rice. It must have been stolen."

Shanbao nodded.

Mr. Zhuang laughed and asked, "now I don't ask you whether ants are good or bad, I'll ask you what you see."

Shanbao said, "they are waiting in line to move things."

Man Bao didn't play less with ants, so he knew a little more than him and said, "it's going to rain when ants move."

Mr. Zhuang asked her, "how do you know it's going to rain when the ants move? Did you see the rain coming? "

The two children looked up at the big sun in the sky and shook their heads at the same time, but man Bao insisted, "as my mother said, it's going to rain when ants move."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "let's see if it will rain today."

Shanbao whispered to her, "the sun is so big, how can it rain?"

Man Bao also hesitated, because this was what her mother often said, so she remembered it, but she hadn't paid close attention to it before. Is it sure to rain when ants move.