Chapter 582

Since Lang left on Thursday, the five people in the first hospital have not even cooked rice. Not only the dishes are bought from outside, but also the rice from the county.

They took the food back to the yard, because it was not far away, and the food and dishes were still hot.

Until the meal was ready, Bai Erlang came out with the feeling of baldness on his face. They knew that his homework was not going well. They must have been trained again.

Mr. Zhuang sat down in the first place. Seeing his listless face, he tapped the bowl gently with his chopsticks and said, "happiness and anger don't take shape in color, and you also converge."

Bai Erlang sat up slightly, but his face was still depressed.

Mr. Zhuang didn't let him change all at once, but began to greet everyone to dinner.

After dinner, Mr. Zhuang said, "Shanbao, we'll send you to Fu school tomorrow, and then you'll go to school by yourself."

Bai shanbaoying.

Bai Erlang sighed. As soon as Bai Shan went to the government school, the gentleman put more energy on him. He was so sad.

Bai Shanbao also returned the gift, "Bai Shan in Longzhou."

He blinked. Although he was a little embarrassed, he still asked, "do you know me?"

Kang Xiaodong said with a smile, "although I haven't seen it, I've heard of it, and we've seen brother Bai's paper at the school supervisor. Your answer to 'living people' is very good. Some people commented that Mr. Zhuang was smiling, watching his disciples make friends and reaching out to touch his beard.

Kang Xiaodong was also curious about man Bao, mainly because she just called Bai Shan younger martial brother, so he looked at her, "are you younger martial brother?"

In fact, his eyes couldn't help floating to Mr. Zhuang.

Man Bao nodded and happily introduced her husband and another younger martial brother to them.

Kang Xiaodong and Zhang Rui were so surprised that they just looked at Bai Erlang and saluted Mr. Zhuang again and again.

Mr. Bai Shan who can teach such excellent students should be very good. As a young scholar, of course, he wants to make friends with senior and talented scholars.

Therefore, Bai Shandu had not officially entered school. He made two friends first. The two sides even exchanged addresses and agreed to pay a door-to-door visit when they had time.

Kang Xiaodong found that Bai Shan's elder martial sister was much more lively than him. She said a lot of things with her. Of course, she also exchanged addresses with her.

Therefore, although they are friends with Bai Shan, their friendship with man Bao should be deeper.

It was their turn to line up. Mr. Zhuang led Bai Shanbao forward and handed in the prepared student status. After checking it, the student officer gave them a sign and a piece of paper.

It says the book they want to buy.

Although you don't need to be bound up for repair or even get money, you can't provide books, so you have to buy them yourself.

Government schools don't do this business, so they can only buy it in the bookstore outside.

This time in previous years was the best and busiest time for bookstores.

Bai Shanbao looked at the list and found that he had most of the above books. This time, he and Mr. Zhuang included them in the list for Lang on Thursday, so he just needed to check and fill in the missing books.

Bai Shanbao was happy. "Sir, we don't have many books to buy."

Mr. Zhuang nodded. After all, the teaching content has remained unchanged for decades, only slightly improved. Of course, the books you need to buy will not change.

Bai Shanbao's current books are mostly handed down to him by his father. His father was originally a Jinshi and read only more books.

Bai Shan's grandfather was also a scholar, so many of his father's books were handed down by his grandfather, so he pushed them up

Man Bao pondered and said, "second martial brother, do you want to change some very old books? What if it falls apart? "

"You can repair books," Mr. Zhuang said before Bai Shanbao spoke. "Some notes on our ancestors' books are rare. How can we give them up at will?"

Man Bao: "what if Bai Shan wants to write notes on it, but there is no place to write them?"

Mr. Zhuang knocked her on the forehead and said, "naughty, there's no place to write. Just clip a piece of paper. Why spend another book?"

Although Bai Shanbao hesitated to buy some new books, seeing that man Bao was knocked on his head, he immediately said, "Sir, you're right."