Farmer’s Little Girl
Chapter 164: Storybook (520 happy, although I am stil
Chapter 164 Storybook (520 happy, although I am still single)
The next day, Bao Bao said mysteriously to Bai Shan Bao: "There are bandits on the mountain."
Bai Shanbao turned his head, his eyes lit up, his fists clenched and asked: "Which mountain? Have you seen it?"
"No, my fourth brother said," Man Bao looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you so angry?"
Bai Shanbao snorted: "I hate bandits the most, and I will kill all bandits in the world in the future."
Man Bao nodded, “It’s wrong for the bandits to **** things, but you don’t have to kill all of them, right? And you kill all of them? It’s not that I despise you, but you are not as good as me in fighting."
"That's because you are a girl and I let you go." Bai Shanbao exclaimed excitedly: "If I use my force, you will not be able to beat me."
"Huh, dare you go to the door and have a fight."
"You must first promise me not to bite." Bai Shanbao hates fighting with Manbao. Every time she can't beat him, he bites people. He can't bite back, so he always loses.
Man Bao was also a little embarrassed, but he insisted: "A fight is to win by unscrupulous means, and I did not allow you to bite me."
Bai Shanbao grinds her teeth and wants to bite her now.
Bai Shanbao snorted, turned his head to ignore her, and pulled the book on her side, then took out a spare stone and reinforced the line in the middle to make it more obvious. You must not exceed this line."
"No more than no more than, huh!" Man Bao dragged the stool to sit on the edge a little, then snorted to him, and then said: "The bandits are all martial arts, they are the martial arts that will fly over in the sky. You can't jump high, so how do you beat people?"
Bai Shanbao was stunned, "How powerful is the bandit?"
"Of course!"
Keke, who lured the host to buy some storybooks: ...which storybook must contain ancient martial arts novels, it's over!
Bai Shanbao couldn’t care to get angry with her, dragged the stool and asked, "How do you know?"
"I, I heard what people said, and since the book told by the storyteller, since it is written as a book, it should be right."
Bai Shanbao didn't believe it, because their home also had a nursing home. When he came here from Longzhou, his grandmother specially invited the **** person to **** him. He didn't see them flying around either.
However, they didn’t encounter any robbers on the way, and they had a good journey. Maybe it was because they didn’t have a chance to show it?
Bai Shanbao regrets it. If they had been robbed, they would be able to see people fighting in the escort.
Man Bao saw that he didn't believe it, so she picked one of her favorite stories to tell him. She liked to listen to and read stories the most in her life. Of course, she also liked to tell.
Mingming's book may not be so vividly described, but she added her own understanding and danced with her hands when she told the story. Not to mention Bai Shanbao, even the classmates on the side were dumbfounded.
Shirajiro did not know when he moved the stool to the next door to Man Bao, and he listened with gusto while holding his chin.
Mr. Zhuang, who took the book and came to teach the children, found that the whole class was surrounded by Man Bao, and Man Bao was surrounded by everyone. Not only was he not panicked, but also very excited. She wanted to stand on the table and tell a story.
However, considering her husband’s majesty, she did not dare to do this, but she did it all.
Mr. Zhuang, who was about to knock on the door to remind them, happened to hear Man Bao say, “Say it’s too late, then it’s fast. Yuchigong swept the whip and swept the enemy generals under the horse...”
Shirajiro couldn't help clapping his hands in applause, and asked again and again: "What happened later, what happened later?"
Man Bao took out his bamboo tube from the small bookcase, took a sip of water, and said, "Wait for me to take a moment."
Mr. Zhuang waited for Man Bao to finish a section, and knocked on the door after a climax.
As soon as the students turned their heads, they saw Mr. Zhuang standing at the door. They did not know how long they had been standing there. The children immediately dispersed like frightened fish, and soon the people around Man Bao were completely separated.
Mr. Zhuang looked at Man Bao and said, “Don’t leave after school. Come to my courtyard.”
Seeing Bai Shanbao next to her, he added, "Bai Shan, you too."
The two children looked at each other and lowered their heads silently, guilty of their hearts.
Mr. Zhuang did not scold them, but asked Man Bao first after asking the cause and effect, "Where did the story you tell come from?"
"There is a collection of stories in the whole book."
Mr. Zhuang asked, "Can you show me?"
Man Bao asked Keke in his heart. Keke has quickly scanned the storybook she bought and confirmed that there is no inappropriate content. Then he said: "Yes."
As for those dynasties that don’t exist, it’s really easy to explain, because in Keke’s view, these storybooks were originally made up outrageous. They are the humans in the twenty-second century of the earth era imitating the human description habits of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries. However, most of the stories are written before the sixteenth century.
In addition to the correct names of the characters in those stories, in Keke's view, the other events were all his own imagination. It must be that the host bought too many books during this period, so that it did not notice that the host actually bought it like this. A **** book of value.
It seems that you have to be a little more careful in the future. The host is already stingy and is not willing to spend points. In that case, the points are of course spent on the blade.
For example, a copy of various planting science and technology books?
Koko silently thought in his heart that Man Bao had already squatted down and pretended to look for it in the book box, and then found out the story book and showed it to Mr. Zhuang.
Mr. Zhuang turned it over and found that none of the dynasties described above was true, and even the time was messy. This is not a story book at all, but a storybook made up by people.
How can children look at such things?
Mr. Zhuang stroked his forehead and asked Man Bao: "You bought it for you at home? Is your family so rich now?"
Now the book Manbao uses is still copied by Mr. Zhuang. After all, the number of characters is not very large. Mr. Zhuang copied it out for her when he was practicing.
was also copied for his lover, Mr. Zhuang did not use block letters, but his favorite line letters to write, it seems a bit scribbled, but it looks very good, Man Bao also likes it very much.
Man Baodao: "I didn't buy it at home, but I bought it myself."
Mr. Zhuang asked, "What is it for?"
"Use grass!"
Keke secretly said: Yes, exchange points for points, points for books.
Mr. Zhuang thought she was changing the Centella asiatica that was pulled in the summer. The thing was not very expensive. Mr. Zhuang didn’t blame her, but he reminded her: “Don’t be so reckless in the future. Be careful of being deceived. This book is not a story book, but a made-up script. It is not even heard of the dynasty. It is useless to read, and it is easily addictive. Don't read it in the future."
"But the people inside are so amazing, sir, are those people who know martial arts as written in the book, who can step on the snow without a trace and fly on the water?"
(End of this chapter)