Chapter 767

  Half-aged children eat poor Laozi, let alone young people like Bai Shan and the others.

  Originally, the journey was exhausted yesterday, and the three of them didn’t have an appetite early in the morning, but sitting together at this moment, their appetite opened up, so I ate like you and me.

  Eating to be full, put down the bowls and chopsticks, Man Bao then remembered Mr. Zhuang, and exclaimed: "Oh, we forgot Mr."

  Bai Shan and Man Bao looked at each other, and then looked at Bai Jiro together.

  Baijiro was a little sweaty after eating breakfast. At this time, a drop of sweat dripped on his forehead, "My father should be able to entertain it, right?"

  But the living habits of most of the year are still inscribed in the bones, and the three of them got up to go over and greet the husband.

  Mr. Zhuang is getting older. He was tired yesterday, but he got up a little late today and just washed his face and hands.

   Seeing the three of them lining up to ask for peace, they put down their towels and smiled and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

  The three of them saluted the husband, and then replied, "Eat, sir, what do you want to eat for breakfast?"

  Man Baodao: "My sister-in-law made bean curd, would you like a bowl?"

  Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded, "Good too."

   Bai Erlang said: "Sir, my kitchen made beef noodles and it was delicious."

  Bai Shan said, "My meat porridge is also good."

  Mr. Zhuang smiled openly: "Then come some of each."

  The three of them turned around and ran to get the things right and bring them over.

  Master Bai saw that he was too jealous. He has raised his son so much, and he hasn’t eaten a bowl of noodles.

  Bai Jiro didn't even see his father standing at the door. He directly brought the noodles to Mr. Zhuang's table and said, "Sir, this noodles must be eaten hot."

  Bai Shan: “It’s like saying don’t eat porridge while it’s hot.”

  Man Baodao: "It's cold now, and the beancurd must be warm and delicious."

  Mr. Zhuang waved his hand in disgust: "Okay, go to the morning class after eating. Even though it's a holiday, you shouldn't slack off."

  The three froze at the same time. Bai Erlang looked at Bai Shan, and Bai Shan looked at Man Bao. Man Bao bit his head and said: "Sir, the Chinese New Year is about to come. Can't you let us rest?"

Mr. Zhuang raised his eyelids to look at them, "It didn’t stop you from taking a break, but it’s twelve hours a day. You can’t just have fun besides sleeping and eating. You should also read some books in the morning class. You must practice at least two words a day, especially It’s a calligraphy. If you don’t practice it this day, you can do it. Did I say that as long as you don’t get sick, you have to practice calligraphy every day?"

  The three of them bowed their heads and retired obediently to study.

  Mr. Zhuang enjoys the clean room with satisfaction, and happily eats breakfast.

  He also wants to go home for the New Year, but Mr. Zhuang is not in a hurry. After using premature food, he played a game of chess with Master Bai, and by the way talked about Bai Erlang's learning situation this year and plans for the future.

  After reaching a consensus with the parents, Mr. Zhuang has quickly formed a training plan for Bai Erlang in his heart.

  Talking with Master Bai, Mr. Zhuang went to visit Mrs. Liu next door. After she took two cups of tea and had lunch, she returned to the guest house on Master Bai’s side to rest.

  When he got up for a nap, he walked into the village with his hands on his back and found Lao Zhou's head under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village. So he was welcomed to Lao Zhou's house and talked with Lao Zhou's head and Qian's Man Bao.

  And the three of them, Manbao, couldn't wait to separate their luggage at home, so Daji rushed to an ox cart and happily climbed into the cart and let him move towards their little village.

  Although Manbao and the others are not in the village, they have been remotely controlling the production of Xiao Zhuangzi.

  It has been more than three months since the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the three of them all wanted their Zhuangzi very well, so they entered the area of ​​their fields, and the three jumped down, cheering and ran towards the Zhuangzi.

  Winter wheat has been planted in many fields in Zhuangzi, and the wheat has grown quite tall at this time.

  Man Bao and the others stayed and watched for a while, and then ran towards the mountain above Zhuangzi.

  Daji sat in the bullock cart and drove slowly. It was the cold winter and the fruits on the mountain had been picked up early. There were even some fruit trees with bare trunks and branches. He really didn't understand what they were excited about.

  But the three of them ran up the mountain cheering all the way, touched their sturdy fruit trees, nodded in satisfaction, and then ran down the mountain to raise the chickens and ducks in the fence below.

  At the foot of the mountain, there is a wasteland mixed with many stones. In addition to building houses, a cowshed, a chicken shed, and a duck shed have been built. There are many chickens and ducks in it.

  Man Bao looked at the hairs of those beautiful roosters and said, "I want to be a shuttlecock."

  Bai Shan also felt itchy feet, and Bai Erlang directly said: "Let's kill a few males**."

  Man Bao looked at him contemptuously, "Just for the chicken feathers? It's better to just pluck the hairs. It has so many hairs, it’s okay to pluck a few of them? Like us, it’s okay to pull the hair."

  Bai Shan thought for a while and felt that what she said made sense, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Go, the ones on that tail are the most beautiful. Let's grab it first."

  When the farmers heard the movement and ran out, the three of them were already chasing the chickens and flying in the fence yard.

The dealers were stunned for a while before they realized who these three people were, and rushed up and said, "Master, Master Tang, Miss Man, what do you want to tell us, don't you dare to catch you like this, in case the chicken scratches you? what to do?"

  Man Bao found that the chickens here are so agile, even if they run fast, they will fly with their wings for a short while, so they can't catch them.

  She was a little panting, stopped and asked, "How do you usually catch chickens?"

   "We all waited to get to the chicken shed at night, closed the door and caught it," the farmer asked, "Miss Man, do you want to eat chicken? Which one do you fancy, I'll catch it for you."

  Man Bao shook his head, "I don't want to eat chicken, we only want the hairs on the chicken tail."

  Public dealers:...

  Although it is very incomprehensible, but the masters have said so, what can they do?

  The farmers told Manbao and the others to quit. They cooked the chicken food and brought the chickens to the chicken shed. Then they started to catch the chickens.

   caught the chicken and quickly plucked a few hairs from their tails, causing the chickens to chuckle in pain.

When he caught the most beautiful tail feather, the dealer weighed it and said: "Miss Man, do you want to eat chicken at night? Or kill this chicken for you to eat meat? So that the tail feathers can be completely plucked. "

The three little heads went up to take a look at the rooster, and after discussing it again, he said, "Forget it, it looks so beautiful, so let’s raise it again, and don’t pull out its tail feathers. We will wait until the Lantern Festival. Take it to the county seat."

   Chuanghu: "...take it to the county to kill? That's too much trouble, young masters and ladies want to eat, we can kill it if we catch it here."

  Man Bao: "No, we want to sell it."

The farmer squinted his eyes and said to Man Bao a thumbs up: "Miss Man still knows the housekeeper. There must be a lot of people buying meat for this Lantern Festival. How many chickens does Ms. Man plan to bring to the county? Pause, make them heavier, and then catch them."

Good night

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)