Chapter 8

Although man Bao knows a lot of words, she still can't understand too complex stories. She can only understand them by feeling.

Fortunately, these books are different from those on Mr. Zhuang's bookshelf, because they are in vernacular. As long as you can recognize the words and read them through, although you can't understand them all, you probably understand the story.

Man Bao gets excited and reads with relish.

Although he wrote about the slag father, he didn't see the tragedy at the beginning. The first story was the tenth emperor named Kangxi.

What he said is that he raised his sons like a poisonous insect. In order to ensure his rights, he deliberately asked his sons to fight and balance.

Man Bao didn't see how bad the father was at the beginning. Just look at it like a story, and the system reminded her, "do you think the fate of his sons is terrible?"

Man Bao was stunned and asked, "they are all kings and emperors. What's the tragedy?"

Koko analyzed it to him, "you see, they are kings, but most of them are finally banned and exiled. Do you know what they are?"

Man Bao said boldly, "I don't know."

The system choked and explained to her in detail the confinement and exile. In the final analysis, it was to go to prison and serve the sentence.

Man Bao was stunned. "His father is the emperor and his brother is the emperor. They still have to go to jail?"

Koko said, "that's why I say it's slag dad."

Man Bao tooted his mouth and felt that the father was really not very good. She looked back and forth twice and figured out the meaning of the story.

In fact, this is a father who wants to keep his rights. In order to balance, he deliberately let his sons fight. Finally, he banned three sons, and then he chose one son as the emperor. The emperor's son circled and exiled several more, so his sons were very miserable.

Man Bao didn't like the story very much, and she had a headache reading it. There were several people's names she didn't recognize, so she pointed to Koko.

Koko said, not only taught her how to read the word, but also explained the meaning of the word by the way.

Man Bao turned to the next story and cried.

This father is much worse than the one in front, because he starved his daughter alive, just because his daughter received a cake from his neighbor.

Man Bao was a kind-hearted child. She cried loudly and angrily said to Keke, "this father is really too bad. Why is he still an honest and upright official?"

Koko: "he's a clean official. He doesn't conflict with slag dad."

Although it seems that honest officials are good, man Bao still decides to hate him. The little girl is about her age and she is starved to death. How hard it should be.

Man Bao's eyes are red with tears.

When Mr. Zhuang came back from class, the system swept to the door and immediately confiscated the book in man Bao's hand. Therefore, Mr. Zhuang seemed to see man Bao sitting on the steps crying with red eyes.

Mr. Zhuang's grandson is a little older than man Bao. He likes her best on weekdays. He is very distressed for a moment. He walked forward quickly and asked softly, "man Bao, who bullied you?"

Man Bao wiped tears, grabbed Mr. Zhuang's sleeve, looked up and asked, "Sir, are you a good father?"

Mr. Zhuang was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he said, "man Bao, my grandchildren are older than you. Even in terms of seniority, it should be Grandpa."

"Woo woo, sir, are there many bad fathers in the world who specifically bully children?"

Mr. Zhuang asked, "did your father scold you?"

Man Bao shook his head. "My father is kind to me. He's not a bad father."

Mr. Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at man Bao. Knowing that she was still young, he sat next to her and asked patiently, "how can you ask such a question?"

"I saw a story about an honest official who ate less at home. His daughter was hungry. When the neighbors saw him, they gave her a cake. His daughter ate it. He knew that he was very angry, so he locked his daughter up and starved to death."

Mr. Zhuang drew his cheek and said, "where is such an official?"

Man Bao trusted Keke's book and insisted, "yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Knowing that he could not be serious with children, Mr. Zhuang said, "even if there are, such officials are also those who fish for fame and reputation. They are praised as honest officials, which is not worthy of their name. It's just a piece of cake. Why? If you're sincere and honest, you can return two pieces to your neighbors. "

"Eh?" Man Bao blinked and tried to recall what he had just written in the book. He scratched his head and said, "it seems that it's not just because he ate a piece of cake. It's because his daughter had contact with a foreign man. Sir, what is a foreign man?"

Mr. Zhuang laughed, "that's nonsense. The male is me to you and the students in the school to you. Although men and women are different, they will not strictly guard against such a situation. If they do, they will be either a madman or a devil. "

Mr. Zhuang said, "the former is crazy. If you think so, the latter is deliberately trading his daughter's life for a reputation. Such a person will hide as far as you want in the future. But I've never heard such a story. Where did you think it was? "

Man Bao immediately said, "it's a book called the ten evil fathers in history."

"Since it is history, it must be recorded. I don't know which dynasty and generation the honest official you just mentioned is?"

"People in the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help laughing, touched her cerebellar bag and said, "it can be seen that all the characters are fabricated. What's the Ming Dynasty in this world?"

Man Bao blinked, but still believed in Koko. He asked it in his heart, "Koko, did you lie to me?"

The system, which has been silent for a long time, even produced a pleasant mood. It said: "no, host, your space has no Daming, which does not mean that there is no other space. Now, it does not mean that there will be no space in the future. Just like me, in this space and this era, only you have me, but in the era of my inventor, I am not rare and dare not say that everyone has one, But as long as you have money and are willing to buy one, everyone can buy one. "

Man Bao seemed to understand, but she still summarized her understanding, that is, Keke didn't lie, but Mr. Zhuang was right, so she decided to listen to both.

She looked up at Mr. Zhuang and asked, "Sir, do you know any bad father in our history?"

Mr. Zhuang asked, "Why are you interested in this? You know, the son doesn't tell the father. Even if there is something wrong with his father, few people will publicize it to the world. What good will it do to him if his father loses face and the family loses face? "

As soon as man Bao was stunned, Mr. Zhuang simply took this opportunity to say a gift to her. After a pull, he said, "man Bao, you are an intelligent child. I know you love reading. In that case, study hard. You have finished learning the thousand character text. Now it's time to learn the Analects of Confucius. When you finish learning the Analects of Confucius, the teacher will tell you about the gift."

Man Bao was stunned. The system couldn't help reminding her: "host, thank you, teacher?"

Man Bao regained consciousness and immediately knelt to the ground, "Sir, teacher!"

Man Bao kowtows to Mr. Zhuang.

As soon as Mr. Zhuang spoke, he regretted for a moment, but when he saw her kneeling on the ground and calling him the teacher with a happy face, the trace of regret disappeared again.

Forget it, although she is a female apprentice, she is smart and lovely. Let's talk about comfort.

Mr. Zhuang picked up the child and said, "go back and tell your parents about today."

"Why, didn't the teacher never let me tell my parents what happened here?"

Mr. Zhuang touched her head and said, "since you have to kneel down, you should naturally be justified."

Mr. Zhuang touched her head and sighed faintly.

When I first saw man Bao, she was just a little girl who could just stand up with the wall. It seemed that she was only eight or nine months old. She could barely stand up with the wall.

Little Qian came to cook because she just took the job. She cherished it very much. She always came early. She not only had to clean inside and outside, but also cut firewood, cook and cook.

Therefore, it was inevitable to neglect the child. At that time, man Bao climbed to the threshold of the classroom, turned over and held the door to listen to him.

At first, Mr. Zhuang was a little angry. He thought Xiao Qian couldn't do anything, so he put down his book and hugged her, so he went to Xiao Qian.

I wanted little Qian to take care of her children, but I saw her sweating firewood with an axe.

Mr. Zhuang will be invited by the white landlord to teach in such a mountain village. Naturally, his family is not rich. In fact, he is so poor.

In his memory, his mother took him like this, so Mr. Zhuang hesitated, didn't call Xiao Qian, turned around, took man Bao back, and let her sit on the threshold.

Fortunately, the child was also good. She sat on the threshold, didn't cry or make noise, gave food and ate. When she saw the students reading Langlang, she also talked with herself.

Later, the first word she said was "Sir", which Mr. Zhuang insisted.

The child is really smart. As soon as a child over one year old can speak, she reads "heaven and earth dark and yellow..."

The youngest student he taught was six years old. He read it ten times, remembered it, and forgot it the next day. But the child's small head remembered it very clearly.

Of course, she can only shout and can't recognize words.

So Mr. Zhuang copied a thousand word text and gave it to her.

Later, Mr. Zhuang liked her more, because he found that man Bao not only recited quickly, but also recognized words quickly.

After a few times, she can remember the word.

How can such a clever, lovely and kind child not be a boy?

Mr. Zhuang regretted more than once.

Then he could not help but teach her, teach her to read, teach her truth, and specially found some books to practice calligraphy, and then gave her the manuscript for her collection.

Although the words of accepting her as an apprentice came out suddenly, it was not a day or two, just because she was a girl, so she hesitated.

In fact, he is just a scholar who was dropped out of the government school. His knowledge is limited. Why do you care too much about those false names?

Do you really want to fish for fame like her bad father?

Mr. Zhuang rubbed manbao's head harder and made up his mind: "go to your sister-in-law now and let your parents choose a good day to bring you to the door."

Man Bao left in a muddle.