Wang Juan didn't have time to argue with Zhang Xiaobao. He can teach as much as he wants. Anyway, his younger brothers and sisters are learning well. They are not domineering when dealing with others, and they don't put on arrogant airs when dealing with others internally.
Moreover, it will be more simple to talk to simple people, and you will not suffer when you talk to treacherous people, which is great. Teaching children is not about letting children learn how to ask for guidance, nor is it about letting them know how to use probability and fuzzy mathematics to calculate games in other casinos. There is no need to memorize the four books and five classics, and at the same time, they can understand and write the same types of articles.
The ultimate goal of teaching children is to make them adapt to society and be able to survive in various complex situations. Many people who have countless masters and doctoral employees may not even finish junior high school and high school.
Since there is no reason to say, there is no need to argue too much about this matter, it is better to do something practical.
The reality is that the people whom Seymour Tamaha once had in charge are now bald. Regardless of men, women and children, they are also given a medicated bath, but the clothes are not made, so you have to wait.
So now the kids have bare butts. Fortunately, the girls have a simple bellyband. Beckham said, afraid that Xiaoyuan would see something that shouldn’t be seen. Xiaoyuan didn’t say anything. He just asked someone to use a rope. Tie up leaves with a special smell and hang them on the little boy, saying that it can repel mosquitoes.
Adults are actually the same. They can’t wear the old clothes before the new clothes are made, except for the ones that have been washed and sprayed with disinfectant, but not everyone has several sets of clothes.
By noon, a more realistic situation emerged. All the elderly, children, and pregnant women were given the dishes cooked in a large pot by the chefs. Two dishes and one soup were large in quantity, and they were all meat.
Of course, the dishes of Xiaobei and others are still Zhang Xiaobao himself, one braised mushroom, one fried wild celery, and a vegetarian soup. The deep-fried potato chips are the children's favorite.
The children of Seymour Tamahe tribe have no share, and the children of Duoduo still eat with it.
Seeing this kind of separate treatment, Seymour Tama was in a bad mood. He didn't care about the broken mushrooms and wild celery. He cared about Zhang Xiaobao's attitude.
He is very clear about Zhang Xiaobao's position in the Tang Dynasty. Many cannibals and people in the Tang Dynasty have proved this to him. Ordinary people can't eat the dishes prepared by Zhang Xiaobao. Generally, they can only be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty and Zhang Xiaobao's family.
Just like himself, he used to be able to cook something to eat, but since becoming a leader, he has never done it, and occasionally cooks it for himself. He feels that others have no capital to taste, including his women and children.
Then he saw that Zhang Xiaobao’s woman Wang Juan hadn’t eaten the dishes. It’s normal. Nine people ate Xiaobei. He didn’t understand. Maybe it’s a young child and should take care of it. It’s the same if there are patients in the team. Eat, where is this still a leader? Zhang Xiaobao belittled his identity.
The most annoying thing is that Duoduo, a person who can abandon at any time, their children can eat Zhang Xiaobao's dishes with Xiaobei.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Seymour Domohe's face turned gloomy during the meal. He accompanied Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to eat together, sitting in the lower position, and sitting on the other side.
Today’s rice is still a stew. There are too many people and it’s marching. Whether you like it or not, the stew has the fastest nutrient absorption, and it is the most convenient to cook at the same time. Marching and fighting, it’s not bad to have a stew. Under normal circumstances, it’s the river water that eats dry food.
Zhang Xiaobao doesn't think that the food is bad. He has been looking for food in the trash can. He has very low requirements for food. At the same time, he is very high. He can eat anything by himself, but he always likes to make more delicious meals himself.
He also doesn’t think Seymour Tama’s usual life is extravagant to the point that the chefs of King Zhang’s family can’t swallow the things made by the chefs. This batch of chefs is indeed not the best, because physical factors must be adapted first. All kinds of climate can bring it out.
But if the cooks of Wang and Wang's family found one at random, could there be any difference? Stew is a recipe, it doesn't mean the taste. Buddha jumps over the wall and is also stewed. Who says it's not delicious
At the moment Seymour Tamahe didn't put his mind on the food, but kept looking at the place where Beckham and the others were. Zhang Xiaobao was not happy. Your mother, you are all right to see what my younger brother and sister do
So Zhang Xiaobao was angry. He stared at him and gave him a "bang". Look carefully, the Wang Juan next to him first put the bowl on Seymour Domohe's body, and it was so hot that Seymour Domohe jumped up and slapped him. Called.
Zhang Xiaobao was stunned, I, I haven't done it yet, why did you throw the bowl out first
"Seymour Tamaga, stop yelling, I ask you, your meal is not delicious, what are you doing by staring at my younger brothers and sisters? Say, do you want to kidnap them so as to threaten us?"
Wang Juan held the chopsticks tightly and questioned, saying that he would stick the chopsticks out if he didn't agree with him.
People around who could hear the movement stopped their movements and looked over.
At a table, Beckham put the bowl on the table, stood up and took out a small pistol, pointed it at Seymour Domo, and said angrily: "So you were hitting our idea?"
When Seymour became modern, he didn’t feel that the stew he fell on his body was hot. He knew what Beckham was holding. It was called a gun. It was a beautiful pistol. It had a pink matte surface, a round shape, and a straight alignment. , The muzzle of the black hole.
Especially if the child holding it is a child, and the child carries a gun at any time. If it is in a bad mood or happy, how many people will die
"No, I didn't, I didn't look at you, I was watching Duoduo their children, I am not convinced, why their children can eat with you, my children can't."
Seymour Domohe had to tell the truth, he was afraid, he was not afraid of Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao, but Xiaobei with a gun. It's the same reason that the officials of Datang are afraid. Children have the biggest advantage. They are impulsive and unreasonable. They are not as sensible as adults. It is normal to do things that shouldn't be done.
Xiaobei glanced at her sister, Wang Juan turned sideways slightly, drew a few gestures on her hand, and blinked again.
Beckham understands it, it turned out to be cheating people to seize power, hey, Seymour Tama is really sad.
Knowing to find an excuse to clean up people, Beckham was also very cooperative, and said to Seymour Domohe with a cold face: "Does it matter to you if I invite the children of Uncle Tototo to dinner? I just understand that you are not at all. If you lose the bet, you will follow us voluntarily. You want to take away our power while following us.
Your ambitions are so big, are all in my head? Don't you ask me who I am? In the whole world, besides my father and mother, there are Xiaoyuan's father and mother, and our grandfather and grandmother, plus brothers and sisters, who dares to control me? My Beckham came to this world to enjoy life, not to let you be the one who lost the bet, and the leader of a tribe with only more than three thousand people.
you are not happy? There are many things you are upset about, do I need to take care of you? You are not eating well when you are eating, and staring at me makes me uncomfortable. Who told me to... How should I say? Oh, yes, whoever makes me uncomfortable for a while, I will make it uncomfortable for the rest of my life.
Say, how do you want to die? Bullying me is a child, right? Tell you, there are too many people who died in my hands, have I blinked? Human life is like grass in my eyes, huh! Little man, kill him. "
"Bang..." The little man shot, smashing the bowl in Seymour Tama's hand. "Bang..." He made a hole in the clothes that Seymour Tama's sleeve was blown by the wind.
Then the little man frowned and looked at his gun, and said, "Why is it forbidden? I am aiming at the head."
"Come on again, hit a few more times, I don't believe I can't be stunned again." Beckham said.
Seymour Domohe knelt down, looked at Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, and shouted, "Help, Xiaobao, Juanjuan, I will never look blindly again."
"Unfortunately, who told you to shoot casually? The pistol also has recoil, what should I do if I hurt my wrist? Pay attention to your identity, you need to do it yourself to kill."
Zhang Xiaobao scolded Xiaobei and the others.
Wang Juan also glared at the little guys in front of Seymour Domohe, and said, "Little Treasure, I don't think Seymour Domohe is intentional, it's better to give him a chance."
"Yes, yes, give me a chance. I will definitely not dare to look blindly in the future, and I won't be jealous anymore." Seymour Tamahe found that the cuckoo is a good person, better than Xiaobao. Xiaobao wanted to shoot and shake his wrists.
"How can my younger brothers and sisters be wronged? This time I absolutely can't..."
"Okay, Seymour Tamaha already knows that it is wrong, why bother to force people to death?" Wang Juan interrupted Zhang Xiaobao's words, looked at Seymour Tamaha, and then said: "Seymour Tamaha chief, although this matter It doesn’t matter much. Of course, children are different from adults. I can’t tie them together. right."
"Yes, I'm staying away, I'm not getting close anymore." Seymour Tama agreed very happily.
"Come on, take Seymour Domohe to a safe place." Wang Juan ordered.
Immediately someone came over and took Seymour Tamaga away and brought it to a "safe" place. Seymour Tamaga felt very wronged. He didn't mean that. How could it be the way it is now
He didn't know, he didn't feel wronged at all. If he could let the elders of the tribe accompany him to eat, or his women accompany him to eat, Wang Juan would temporarily tolerate him.
But he just cared about himself. He was too selfish. This kind of selfish reaction to the process of surrendering is to calculate in his heart and be unfamiliar with him. He has no weaknesses. It is useless to threaten him with his family. People can use it but cannot trust it.
The problem is that Wang Juan feels that Seymour Tama has no value in using it together. He is not like a "traitor" and can be used to help the team themselves. After using it, we can clean up. No enemy in this world will be good to the traitor. , It only depends on how much the traitor can make.
So Wang Juan decided to go according to the plan, not to kill Seymour Domohe, but to stand him up.