Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mrs. Qian walked to the door of the school's kitchen lightly with the basket on her back, took the sister-in-law out of the basket and placed it on the threshold, and whispered, "Manbao, you sit here, sister-in-law will cook, and in a while. take you home again."

Man Bao nodded obediently, and when her sister-in-law turned around and entered the kitchen, she ran towards the classroom next to her with her short legs.

The children inside are reading "Thousand Characters" under the guidance of Mr. Man Bao, who is familiar with the road and drags a stone under the window, then steps on the stone and probes into it, staring at it with shining eyes like stars. Look inside.

Sitting not far from the window, Bai Erlang shook his head and noticed Man Bao's sight, so he secretly turned his head and glared at her fiercely.

Not to be outdone, Man Bao glared back and made a face at him.

Bai Erlang's eyes widened angrily. The husband just walked by, patted his head lightly with his hand, and reprimanded: "Be more serious."

Man Bao couldn't help but be happy when he saw it. He was very happy. Seeing his husband looking over, he even winked at him mischievously.

The gray-bearded gentleman couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He ignored her and let her lie at the window and listen to them reading.

Mr.: "Today we are going to study the last paragraph of "Thousand-Character Writing", Mao Shishuzi, a smile with a smile, every reminder of the year, Xihui, bright and bright, ... ignorant, ignorant and so on. ."

The students recited one sentence after another, and Man Bao stood outside the window and shouted along with the little milk voice. The voice was quite loud, and the students in the classroom were used to it, shaking their heads and reciting to the husband.

Man Bao began to read "Thousand Characters" since he could speak. He had memorized this text a long time ago. Seeing that the teacher put down the book and let the elementary school students read it over and over again, he paced to the other side of the older children to teach them something else, Man Bao He jumped off the stone and ran to the husband's house.

When the husband announced the dismissal of school and was pacing back to the apartment next door, he saw that Man Bao had already cleaned the front door with a broom, and was sitting on the ground sorting out the manuscripts he had thrown away.

Seeing Mr. come back, Man Bao happily showed him the finished manuscript, "Look, sir, these backs are still available."

"This is what I wrote when I wrote it, and you can take it back if you want."

Man Bao shook his head, "The back can be used to practice calligraphy, sir, you can use it to practice calligraphy first, and I'll take it back when the back is full."

The husband couldn't beat her, so he could only take the manuscript and put it on the table. He pointed to another pile of manuscripts full of words and said, "Take these back. If you have any words you don't understand, ask me."

Man Bao happily responded, folded the stack of papers and stuffed it in his arms, and happily jumped to the kitchen to find her sister-in-law.

Mr. Qian has already prepared all the meals and is feeding the children.

Man Bao slipped into the kitchen, greeted his sister-in-law, and brought his husband's meal to him.

The gentleman pointed to the mat opposite and said, "Sit down and use it together."

Man Bao shook his head, "I'll go to the kitchen to eat in a while, this is from Mr. Sir, let's eat."

The husband didn't force it, he took a piece of meat and handed it to her mouth, Man Bao happily ate it, but couldn't sit still here, and ran out after playing for a while.

The husband smiled and shook his head, not calling her.

Man Bao ran to the kitchen, and when Xiao Qian saw her, he scraped off the remaining pot at the bottom of the pot and put it in a bowl for her to eat.

Man Bao obediently grabbed the pot and stuffed it into his mouth, and even broke a piece and stuffed it into his sister-in-law's mouth. Xiao Qian smiled and pushed while eating, "You can eat it, you can eat it, it's not much."

There is only one pot of rice, and the rice is so small. If too much rice is burned, the students will not be full, and she may be fired from this job.

Xiao Qian has been a cook in the school for three years, and he is very good at this point.

Mr. Zhuang is a teacher invited by the head of the village, Mr. Bai. This school is also a school built by the Bai family who donated money.

At the beginning, Mr. Zhuang taught here with his old wife and children. Because there were children from two nearby villages who came to study here, he could not go home for lunch at noon. Mr. Zhuang took pity on them when they were hungry. After receiving six catties of rice and paying thirty cents, you can have lunch in the school.

The kitchen of the school was initially managed by Mr. Zhuang's old wife. She and the villagers bought some vegetables, rice brought by the students, and occasionally some meat, chopped and boiled for everyone to eat. Thirty pennies, the right to pay for their hard work.

The parents have an account in their hearts and know that Mr. Zhuang does not make any money for them. He is completely pity for the students. The children also have to eat when they go home, so they are very happy to give this ration, even to the students who live in the village. rice.

Later, Mr. Zhuang's old wife died of serious illness, and his grandchildren were brought into the city by his sons and daughters-in-law to live in the city. He was left to teach here alone. No one did the work, so Mr. Zhuang took out a hundred yuan by himself. Asked Mr. Qian to be the cook.

After landlord Bai found out, he asked Xiao Qian to return the money to Mr. Zhuang, and his family took out the money to invite Xiao Qian, and took over all the money and rice that the students handed in, so that Mr. Zhuang could teach with peace of mind.

At that time, Man Bao was only eight months old and could not even walk. Xiao Qian's main task was to take care of Man Bao and his youngest son, three heads, so he often put the two children in the back basket and brought them to the school kitchen, and occasionally removed them from the pot. Pinch out a rice ball for the two of them to eat, and raise them very well.

It's just that Santou is now four years old, and he doesn't like coming to school, but prefers to play with his brothers and sisters, so now only Man Bao is with Xiao Qian.

Although it is only a little bit of rice cakes every day, but it also raises Man Bao to be white and plump.

Man Bao and sister-in-law finished dividing the pot and washed the pots and bowls, and then went home.

Xiao Qian wanted to put her in the basket, but Man Bao was not happy and ran aside and said, "I can walk by myself."

Xiao Qian did not force her, "Okay, you can go by yourself, just don't fall."

"I'm already an older child, so I won't fall." Man Bao shouted and ran forward. From a distance, she saw a group of people around the door of the house. She was about to rush over happily when she heard the sound from inside. With a scream, she was terrified.

Little Qian realized that something was wrong earlier than her, hugged her and rushed forward.

When the crowd saw Xiao Qian's, he immediately gave way, "Zhou's sister-in-law is back, let go, let go."

"Sister-in-law Zhou, your fourth uncle lost the bet, and someone came to you."

There are those who tip off the news, and there are those who gloat over the misfortune, "The debt is not young or old, and looking at the old Zhoutou's posture, he is going to kill the child, please persuade Mrs. Zhou, if you don't have money, you can earn it, but if you don't have people, it's true. is gone."

Xiao Qian's heart was trembling, and he pushed through the crowd to go home. He saw that the fourth uncle was being pushed to the ground by the second and third children, and the father-in-law was holding a pole to greet him.

And there were more than ten strangers standing in the yard, the one headed by a bad expression interrupted the old man Zhou's angry shout: "Master Zhou, even if you beat your son to death, you have to return the money to me today, or else Isn't it a waste of time for our brothers to come over the mountains and mountains?"

Man Bao broke free from Xiao Qian's arms, ran to her father's side, looked at her unsatisfactory fourth brother, and looked at the people around him, frowned and asked, "Dad, how much did the fourth brother bet? money?"

The young man at the head looked at Man Bao in astonishment, and said, "Hey," "Master Zhou, your daughter is good-looking. If the family doesn't have money, you can use the child to offset the debt. Although she is a little small, But we don't mind."

Old man Zhou was so angry that he pushed his daughter behind him and said angrily, "If you want someone to drag this beast away, he will pay back the money he owes."

Thursday Lang howled and shouted: "Dad, Daddy, you save me, Daddy, I really don't dare, I don't dare anymore, if you want them to drag me away, they will beat me to death, It would really kill me."

The young man at the head glanced at the old man Zhou, sneered, and directly stretched out his feet and stepped on the hands of Shishulang and crushed him. Shishulang screamed miserably.

Seeing that the old man Zhou's face became more and more blue and pale, he smiled with satisfaction, "Isn't it only fifteen taels of silver? Look at your new house, it doesn't look like you have no money. No matter how bad it is, there are still so many girls' movies. , just sell me two, but I said in advance that the girl's film is worthless now, you must have your little daughter in it, otherwise, it will only be three or five taels, and there are not four that can't be written off. ."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Qian and Feng were so frightened that they pulled their daughter back, and they were the only two in the family who had daughters.

Old Man Zhou was so angry that his hands and feet trembled, and Thursday Lang was also frightened and scared. He almost couldn't help but wet his pants. He could only grab the corner of Dad's clothes with the other hand that was not stepped on, and pleaded, "Dad. , Dad, please save me, save me, I really don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore..."

Zhou Lang, who was holding him, couldn't help reaching out to beat him. It had only been a long time since life at home had been better, and it was all broken by him.

And he has two daughters, if he really wants to sell children...

Thinking of this on Tuesday, Lang beat him harder, "I told you to be disobedient, I told you to disobey."

Thursday Lang held his head and begged for mercy.

Man Bao watched, the corners of his mouth pursed tightly, turned to look at her three nieces, turned and ran towards the house.

Her mother, Qian Shi, was leaning on the bed and stroking her chest, and the sixth brother was supporting her worriedly.

Her mother's health has always been bad, and now she is probably frightened.

Man Bao ran over and asked, "Mother, how much money does our family have?"

Qian opened her eyes to look at the little girl, and couldn't help but wipe away her tears, "Why are you asking this?"

"Is there enough money to pay the debt?"

Qian shi cried: "The one who killed Qiandao should have drowned when he gave birth to your fourth brother. The family is full of things and it's still four or five taels short."

Man Bao asked, "Then let them drag the fourth brother away?"

"They have come all the way over the mountains. If they don't give you a penny, they can beat your fourth brother to death if you can't get out of the village. Do we still have the heart to watch him die?"

Qian understands this principle, and it is even more impossible for the old Zhoutou to understand it. Now he is just reluctant.

Man Bao emphasized with a serious face: "You can't sell your niece."

Qian rubbed her head and said, "If you don't sell it, you will sell your fourth brother, and you won't sell them either, that wicked beast."

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