Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Chapter 164: story book

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The next day, Man Bao said to Bai Shanbao mysteriously, "There are bandits on the mountain."

Bai Shanbao turned his head in a huff, his eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists and asked, "Which mountain? Have you seen it?"

"No, my fourth brother said it," Man Bao looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you so angry?"

Bai Shanbao snorted and said, "I hate bandits the most. From now on, I will definitely kill all the bandits in the world."

Man Bao nodded, "It's wrong for bandits to rob things, but you don't have to kill everyone, right? And can you kill them all? It's not that I despise you, but that you are not as good at fighting as I am."

"That's because you are a girl and I let you." Bai Shanbao shouted excitedly: "If I try hard, you will definitely not be able to beat me."

"Hmph, do you dare to fight at the door?"

"You have to promise me not to bite first." Bai Shanbao hated fighting with Man Bao, every time she couldn't beat him, he would bite, and he couldn't bite back, so he always lost.

Man Bao was also a little embarrassed, but said stubbornly: "A fight is a win by all means, and I didn't allow you to bite me."

Bai Shanbao gritted his teeth, wanting to bite her now.

Bai Shanbao snorted, turned his head to ignore her, and pulled the book from her side, then took out a spare stone, and reinforced the line in the middle to make it more obvious, " You are not allowed to cross this line."

"If you don't exceed it, don't exceed it, hum!" Man Bao dragged the stool and sat on the edge for a little bit, then he also snorted at him, and then said: "The bandits know martial arts, that is, they can fly back and forth in the sky. You can’t even jump high, how can you hit someone?”

Bai Shanbao was stunned, "The bandits are so powerful?"

"Of course!"

Keke, who lured the host into buying some storybooks: ... must be some storybook that contains ancient martial arts novels, it's over!

Bai Shanbao couldn't care less about getting angry with her, dragged the stool over and asked, "How do you know?"

"I, I've heard it said. Since the storyteller's book is written in a book, it should be correct."

Bai Shanbao didn't believe it, because their family also had a nursing home. When they came here from Longzhou, my grandmother specially invited people from the Escort Bureau to escort them, but he didn't see them flying around.

However, they didn't encounter robbers on the way, and the journey was very safe, maybe because they didn't have a chance to show it

Bai Shanbao felt very sorry, it would be great if they were robbed at the beginning, then they would be able to see the people from the Escort fighting.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Man Bao chose one of her favorite stories to tell him. She likes hearing and reading stories the most in her life. Of course, she also likes to tell them.

Obviously, the description in the book may not be so vivid, but she added her own understanding, and she danced and danced when she told it. Not to mention Bai Shanbao, even the classmates on the side were dumbfounded.

Bai Erlang didn't know when he moved the stool to the next door to Man Bao, propped his chin and listened with gusto.

Mr. Zhuang, who brought the books to teach the children, found that the whole class was surrounded by Man Bao, and Man Bao was surrounded by everyone. Not only did he not panic, but he was also very excited. She wished she could stand on the table and tell stories.

However, considering the majesty of her husband, she didn't dare to do so, but she danced around.

Mr. Zhuang, who was about to knock on the door to remind them, happened to hear Man Bao say, "It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, Yuchi Gong swept the whip and swept the enemy general off the horse..."

Bai Erlang couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding, and asked repeatedly: "What happened later, what happened later?"

Man Bao took out his bamboo tube from the small bookcase, took a sip of water and said, "Wait for me to take a while."

Mr. Zhuang waited until Man Bao had finished speaking, and knocked on the door after a climax.

As soon as the students turned their heads, they saw Mr. Zhuang standing at the door. They didn't know how long they had been standing. The children immediately scattered like frightened fish. After a while, everyone around Manbao disappeared.

Mr. Zhuang looked at Man Bao and said, "Don't leave after school, come to my courtyard."

Seeing Bai Shanbao beside her, he added, "Bai Shan, you come too."

The two children looked at each other, bowed their heads silently, feeling extremely guilty.

Mr. Zhuang didn't scold them, but asked Man Bao first after asking the cause and effect, "Where did the story you tell come from?"

"It's in a collection of stories."

Mr. Zhuang asked, "Can you show me?"

Man Bao asked Keke in his heart, Keke had quickly scanned the storybook she bought, and after confirming that there was no inappropriate content, he said: "Yes."

As for the non-existing dynasties, it is really easy to explain, because in Keke's view, these storybooks are outrageous, and they are human beings in the 22nd century of the Earth Era imitating the human description habits of the 19th and 20th centuries. , but most of the stories written were before the sixteenth century.

Except for the correct names of the characters in those stories, from Keke’s point of view, the other events were all imagined by himself. It must be that the host bought too many books during this period, so that he didn’t notice that the host bought such unreasonable books. Worthy trash book.

It seems that I have to be more careful in the future. The host is already stingy, and he is not willing to spend points.

For example, a copy of various planting science and technology books

Keke silently thought in his heart that Man Bao had squatted down and pretended to search in the book box, and then found out the story book and handed it to Mr. Zhuang for reading.

Mr. Zhuang looked through it and found that none of the dynasties described above were true, and even the time was messed up. This was not a storybook at all, but a storybook fabricated by people.

How can a child watch something like this

Mr. Zhuang stroked his forehead and asked Man Bao: "Your family bought it for you? Now your family is so rich?"

The books Manbao uses are still hand-copied by Mr. Zhuang. After all, the number of words is not very large, and Mr. Zhuang copied them out for her when he was practicing calligraphy.

Also because it was copied for his lover, Mr. Zhuang did not use block letters, but his favorite Xingkai to write. It seems a bit scribbled, but it is very beautiful, and Man Bao likes it very much.

Man Bao said: "I didn't buy it for my family, I bought it myself."

Mr. Zhuang asked, "What did you replace it with?"

"Use grass!"

Keke secretly said: That's right, grass for points, and points for books.

Mr. Zhuang thought she traded the centella asiatica that she pulled out in summer, which was not very expensive. Mr. Zhuang didn't blame her, but he still reminded her: "Don't be so reckless in the future, be careful of being deceived, you This book is not a storybook, but a fictional storybook, in which even the dynasties have never heard of it, it is useless to read, and it is easy to become addicted, so don’t read it in the future.”

"But the people inside are so powerful, sir, are those people who know martial arts just like what is written in the book, those who are good at lightness kung fu can fly without a trace on the snow and water?"