Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Chapter 7

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The system said: "Host, there is no reason for bad guys to do bad things. By completing the task, not only can you save 2,000 yuan, but you can also earn 20 points."

Jiang Xiaoman did not speak.

She lowered her head, and the two little tugs hung down, dazed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Host, what are you waiting for, host? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, host!" Go and earn points, host!

Jiang Xiaoman whispered: "But you said... It is only right and proper to pay back your debts. If you don't pay back your debts, you will be shameless."

The system calmly said: "Serious people are like this, but you are not."

Jiang Xiaoman still didn't speak for a long time. After being silent for a long time, she whispered to the pair of little fingers, "Then the points I owe you don't have to be paid back..."

Ok? ? ? ! ! !

The system also experienced what is called "scared a cold sweat". It immediately said: "No, it must be paid back."

"Why?" Jiang Xiaoman touched his head and asked with a sincere expression: "There is no reason for a bad guy to do bad things. If I do two bad things, I can earn points twice?"

Yes, not only can you earn points twice, but you can also repay the debt! Host, you are so smart!

"...Because I'm a friend of the host. To friends, I have to be moral."

Jiang Xiaoman fell into a long tangle again, and continued to point his fingers: "But the grandma next door is also a friend of grandma."

The system was silent for a long time, struggled for a long time, and finally gave in to the points.

【This mission is canceled】

[This system will serve you wholeheartedly, customize tasks for the host, and help the host to upgrade as soon as possible]

Jiang Xiaoman asked again, "Why?"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you bastard!

The system's cold and ruthless voice clenched its teeth implicitly: "Because... because this system has thought about it for a long time, it has decided not to encourage growth."

"What is the growth of the seedlings?"

Why are children so annoying! ! ! Can you stop asking why why why!

"The growth of seedlings is..." The system glanced at the entry and explained: "In the past, there was a man who planted crops, and the seedlings were just inserted into the ground. He felt that the seedlings were not growing fast enough, so he manually pulled the seedlings up. Still wilted, all dead. Later generations used it as a metaphor for not being fat in one breath, everything has a process, can not violate the laws of nature, haste is not enough. "

Jiang Xiaoman continued to make inferences from one case, and after thinking about it, he asked: "Master System doesn't want me to become a big bad guy all of a sudden, so I have to take it slow, start with small things, and be a little bad guy first?"

"Well, you can understand that."

Jiang Xiaoman immediately clapped his hands and praised: "The system is so smart, smarter than the people who are encouraged by the seedlings!"

System: … woo woo woo woo!

It doesn't want this kind of compliment!

In the end, the two thousand dollars were paid back.

Sensing that the system was not in a good mood, Jiang Xiaoman comforted it: "Don't be sad, Master System, the grandma next door even gave me two wowotou."

"What does it have to do with me when she gave you two wowotou?"

"I can eat it for you to see."

... you're still here!

The system shuts down.

Jiang Xiumei was still doing school work, leaving Jiang Xiaoman at home and letting Jiang Xing take him.

No need to get up early, Jiang Xiaoman is naturally happy, she can finally stay in bed and sleep until she wakes up naturally.

It was very troublesome to wake up her uncle every day. Her uncle was lazier than her, and she often slept until three strokes in the sun before waking up. Jiang Xiaoman had a headache.

After two days, Jiang Xiaoman was not very happy, because her grandmother would tie her hair, which was shiny and very beautiful.

Uncle's craftsmanship is not so good.

On the first day, Jiang Xing put a small ponytail on her indiscriminately, and coaxed her to call her a high ponytail, and that all the good-looking young ladies and sisters have such a ponytail.

But Jiang Xing didn't tell her that other people's ponytails are called ponytails, and Jiang Xiaoman's ponytails are called sky braids.

Jiang Xiaoman secretly looked in the mirror, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the hairstyle was very similar to the doll in the New Year's picture, and the more he looked at it, the more ugly he felt, and he almost cried.

The next day Jiang Xiaoman was not happy.

She said solemnly, "Uncle, I'm going to tie four little tugs."

"That's so much for four? Can your little head fit it?"

"It can hold it." Jiang Xiaoman stretched out his hand and counted, "Last time my grandma pierced me eight times."

"...Ah, so many." Jiang Xing was really surprised, holding Jiang Xiaoman's headband in his mouth, and braided her with both hands.

It was a very simple thing, but he was sweating profusely, and it was very difficult.

Jiang Xing treated Jiang Xiaoman's pigtails with a serious attitude, as if God was going to oppose him, but in the end they formed a ball and couldn't be opened.

He squeezed hard, trying to untie his head rope, but when Jiang Xing moved, Jiang Xiaoman cried out in pain. Jiang Xing had an idea, took a pair of scissors and clicked, cut off the knot, and was very excited to show it to Jiang Xiaoman: "Look, isn't this done?"

Jiang Xiaoman felt that something was wrong when he heard the "click", and his face darkened long ago.

Seeing the broken hair in Jiang Xing's hand, she touched the top of her head, and she found that it was a bit prickly.

How short does this have to be

"!!!" Jiang Xiaoman cried with a "wow", "You bastard! You cut my hair, I will never play with you again! You are a big bastard! I don't want to care about you anymore. I told grandma to go woo woo woo woo... I don't want to care about you anymore."

Jiang Xiaoman ran to the school while crying. She could hear her earth-shattering cry when she ran far away. Jiang Xing shouted behind her, unable to catch up.

Jiang Xiaoman cried all the way to find her grandmother. When she saw Jiang Xiumei, she didn't need to say anything. Jiang Xiumei saw Jiang Xiaoman's dog-gnawing hair, and her face darkened.

She touched Jiang Xiaoman's hair and said angrily, "Who cut it?"

"Yes, it's my uncle woo woo..."

"Wait when I go back and clean him up! It's okay to be ugly, how can you be ugly too?"

As soon as Jiang Xiaoman heard the word "ugly", it was as if a knife had been stabbed in the tip of his heart, and his tears flowed uncontrollably, and he cried miserably.

"Okay, okay, grandma will buy you candy, wait for me for a while, and then go home together after school." Jiang Xiumei reluctantly coaxed Jiang Xiaoman with candy before going about her own business.

Jiang Xiaoman licked the lollipop he just got, tried his best to suppress his crying, and calmed down. She doesn't want to go home at all now. When she sees her uncle, she thinks of her hair and wants to cry.

After wandering around the school for a while, Jiang Xiaoman decided to play outside the classroom.

She played with her grandmother at school, and she was already familiar with it.

Most of the school's teachers and students are villagers, they all know Jiang Xiaoman, and they will not drive her away when they see her.

This school in the town has only three grades and only three teachers. The teachers teach everything regardless of subjects or grades. Teaching together, after all, in this place, it is good to have teachers, and it is not easy to find new teachers to teach.

The class on the first floor is a first-year student who is a little older than Jiang Xiaoman. Jiang Xiaoman likes to go there to play.

This class is taught by a teacher surnamed Tang, Mr. Tang, who is older than my grandma and the most respected old man in the town. I heard from my grandma that he has been teaching here for many years.

Today, Teacher Tang told the children an ancient fable that was inspired by the seedlings. After he finished speaking, he turned around and asked the children, "Who of you can tell me, what is the truth of this story? Tell us what?"

Children, you look at me, I look at you, except for the look of the same table that is more dazed than myself, I can't see anything.

A child raised his hand: "Teacher, this story tells us not to pull up the seedlings in the ground."

"...Well, that's right." Teacher Tang couldn't help laughing.

After asking a few more times, the children jumped out one by one, saying anything, but no one said it right.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoman at the door quietly stuck his head out and raised his hand timidly: "Teacher, I know, can I answer?"

Teacher Tang was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Xiaoman, let's talk."

"This story tells us that everything has its own rules, and we can't eat fat in one go, we have to take it step by step."

"That's right." Teacher Tang was very relieved. Following Jiang Xiaoman's words, he continued to lecture, but his heart moved and he was thinking about other things.

After the get out of class bell rang, Teacher Tang walked out of the classroom and saw Jiang Xiaoman squatting on the ground, poking at the ants on the ground with a wooden stick, and pulling a handful of grass for a while.

He asked, "Where's your grandma?"

"It's in the dining room."

Teacher Tang nodded, then took Jiang Xiaoman's hand and said, "Let's find your grandma."

Jiang Xiaoman looked up at him, not knowing what was going on, but nodded obediently, "Okay."

Teacher Tang is very gentle, with a very kind smile, Jiang Xiaoman likes him. My grandmother also said that when I have time, I need to walk with Teacher Tang more, because he is a man of culture. Maybe after being nurtured, she will also become smarter, and she will also be a cultural person in the future.

After arriving at the dining hall, Jiang Xiumei also looked surprised, not knowing what Teacher Tang had brought Jiang Xiaoman to find her.

"Xiaoman, how old are you this year?" Teacher Tang asked her.

Jiang Xiaoman silently calculated his age in his heart, comparing three fingers, "I'm four years old this year."

Jiang Xiumei said, "Bullshit, it's not even one year old yet."

Teacher Tang laughed, then patted Jiang Xiaoman's head, "It's still too young, far from the age of school."

"Mr. Tang, what's this... What's going on? Did my little man make trouble and affect your class?" Jiang Xiumei asked.

"I just think that Xiaoman is a smart child, and he is a good student." Teacher Tang looked proud: "I asked a few questions in class today, and the classroom was full, but only Xiaoman answered it."

"Really?" She even asked the teacher to come to the door to praise her, to see how smart her little Man is!

Jiang Xiumei laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes.

Teacher Tang hesitated for a while, then said, "I still have something I want to discuss with you."