Chapter 423

When man Bao said goodbye to the people with a small bookcase on his back and ran away, uncle Qian took back his eyes and asked old Zhou tou, "what's the matter with the farm that Si Lang said just now?"

"Oh, man Bao and her two classmates got it. Our family gave them 20 mu of land and a mountain to operate." Old Zhou paused and said, "the little childe of master Bai's family took out 100 mu of land."

Uncle Qian: "then man Bao made the decision to sell wheat seeds this time?"

Old Zhou nodded without telling uncle Qian that the three children had collected all the wheat in the village.

Uncle Qian couldn't help feeling, "this child is really like her father."

Man Bao's nominal father:

Uncle Qian said, "it's much more powerful than her father. At this time, her father can go up the tree to touch bird eggs and fish in the river. How can he get such a big business?"

Man Bao's life experience is not a secret in Qili Village, nor is it a secret in Qian's family.

Don't they know if their aunt is pregnant?

But no one in Qianjia village knew. After all, Zhou Yin came back suddenly and the time was short. The Qianjia had not had time to publicize it.

Today, not only the old Zhou family and the Qian family are floating in their minds, but the three children are fidgeting like needles under their hips.

Sitting in front of the desk, I can't help looking out.

Mr. Zhuang sat down with a book and read it with relish. He didn't seem to notice the distraction of the three children.

The three looked at Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Zhuang again. Seeing that he was still quiet, they all tooted their mouths.

Man Bao looked down and saw some deformed words. He was even more in a bad mood.

She threw the scratched words aside and moped away for a while before she picked up her pen and continued to practice.

After writing for several times, it was not satisfactory, but her heart slowly calmed down and stopped thinking about wheat seed.

As soon as the heart calmed down, the expression on the face calmed down, the eyes became brighter, the movements on the hands became more and more calm, and the words gradually got better.

Bai Shanbao on one side was more impetuous than her. He calmed down a long time later. In contrast, Bai Erlang seemed much more normal.

He has always been a bit restless, and today is no exception, but when he found that his husband ignored them as usual, he obviously couldn't write well, didn't give morning classes, and didn't go out, he settled down at the same speed as before and began to write slowly.

After half a ring, Mr. Zhuang put down his book and looked at the three children who had been immersed in writing and couldn't help nodding.

Yes, yes, Mr. Zhuang picked up the book again with satisfaction.

After the three children finished today's calligraphy practice task, Mr. Zhuang said, "you read the morning class. I'll check your recitation later. There will be no new class today. After the morning class, take paper, pen and arithmetic chips to Baizhai. You'll try to do this business with arithmetic chips today."

The three got up together, and then sat down and touched out the textbook.

A text should not only be previewed before Mr. Zhuang's lecture, but also be read and understood repeatedly in class. There are relevant homework and review after class.

So basically, after class, Bai Shanbao and man Bao can basically recite the text. Generally, it's almost enough to read it several times after dinner.

Bai Shanbao also takes into account reading many extracurricular books, and occasionally sneaks a look at the script stolen from the county and city;

Man Bao wants to study medicine in the teaching room before going to bed and arranges his time full.

But reciting is not difficult for them.

Mr. Zhuang also knows this, so he only listens to them recite it once every time. In contrast, Bai Erlang is miserable.

He not only recites, but Mr. Zhuang occasionally interrupts him to draw some explanations, and then continues to recite when he answers.

This is a great torture for Bai Erlang.

Because of a book, you are interrupted when you carry it on your back. It's very difficult to carry it down again!!!

But since the opening of a small class, this kind of thing happens from time to time. Bai Erlang is used to it.

Although his heart will still rise when he is called to stand up, he is not as scared as he was at the beginning.

If you can't answer it, you can't answer it. If you can't recite it, you can't recite it. Cry secretly after the big deal.

Bai Shanbao and man Bao both sympathized with him, so they helped him make up lessons after class. They also provided a lot of good ways to memorize quickly.

Of course, this is made by man Bao, because Bai Shanbao said, "read it a few times and memorize it."

Although man Bao thinks so, she has science and technology. As soon as she searches in the encyclopedia Museum, a lot of such information comes out. Obviously, Bai Erlang is not the only one who is so troubled.

So man Bao took a few points to borrow and then wrote it down with a pen.

She thinks these contents are very easy to understand. There's no need to buy the whole book for this. About ten points are very expensive.

Bai Shanbao has also seen the various methods of rapid recitation copied by man Bao, and has figured out several similar or new methods.

The three tried it together for three months and found that it was really effective.

It's no use talking to Bai Erlang. They don't know. Anyway, they think they carry things a little faster.

Although it's only a little faster.

After the spot check (not) of Bai Erlang, Mr. Zhuang generously waved his hand and said, "take your calculation chips and go."

The three low cheered, received the textbooks, pen, ink, paper and inkstone into the small bookcase and left.

When the party arrived at the White House, master Bai had arrived in advance, and Bai Zhuangtou was there. He was taking two long-term workers and the servants of the white family to move out the wheat in the house.

Master Bai asked the three children, "do you weigh the Jin directly or open the grain bag to use the bucket?"

The three said in unison, "we listen to you."

Master Bai smiled and said, "if I do this business with others, I will naturally use the fighting capacity, but with you, OK, I will be generous today. Half of it is half of the fighting capacity, which is much more convenient."

Three children don't understand how convenient it is?

Bai Erlang was even more confused. "Dad, didn't you say it was troublesome to use the measure last night and promise us to use the scale?"

Master Bai said with a smile, "really, why don't I remember? Is it written on the document?"

When the three children stayed, they didn't write it on the paper, but that's how they discussed it last night?

The three are confused. Can they remember wrong together?

Mr. Zhuang looked at them and said, "this is your first assignment today. Your paper says 12 and a half words for a kilogram, and then notes that a bucket is 150 words. Is that a measure or a scale?"

The three children scratched their heads and asked, "is there any difference?"