The Lucky Farmgirl-Chapter 45 - 34 Teaching Girl (reward for book friend 57287 Xiaoxue plus more)

Erya brought the grumbling Manbao back home, then stayed to help out around the house, sweeping the yard, which was much easier than working in the fields.

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Manbao then ran to her room and tattled to Ms.

Qian, “Mom, Fourth Brother just yelled at me, and I was nearly scared to death.”

Ms.

Qian asked, “What did you do to upset him?”

“I didn’t do anything.

I was helping him,” Manbao said.

“I was moving the stones out for him, and because there were so many, I thought I might as well just throw them out, but he didn’t appreciate my kindness and even yelled at me.”

Ms.

Qian then said, “You must have scattered the stones everywhere instead of throwing them out.

That’s giving them more trouble, isn’t it?

You deserved to be yelled at.”

Manbao pouted, not convinced.

Ms.

Qian said, “You’re still young, this kind of work isn’t suitable for you.

You should go to school, follow the teacher, and study more characters and numbers.

That way, you can help out at the house in the future.”

Manbao said, “My sister-in-law hasn’t gone yet.”

“Your sister-in-law goes to cook, and you go to study.

It’s not the same thing.

Have you seen any student waiting for your sister-in-law to cook before they go?”

After thinking it over carefully, Manbao realized that indeed there wasn’t, and she shook her head.

Ms.

Qian continued, “There you go.

Manbao, since you’ve already accepted a teacher, you should study hard so as not to let down the expectations of your parents and teacher.

You should go up the mountain less and head to school after an early rise.

I’ve already talked to your sister-in-law about it.

From now on, she will prepare your breakfast early, you’ll eat at school at noon, and you’ll have three meals a day, just like those young masters.”

Ms.

Qian looked at Manbao with a profound gaze, “Manbao, you should not only be smart and nimble, but also healthy and safe, understand?”

“I understand, I understand,” Manbao nodded her little head.

“Mom, you’ve said it many times, nothing is more important than being alive and healthy.”

Ms.

Qian smiled, touched her head and laughed, “That’s right.

Now, go to the school and apologize to the teacher.

You ran out early in the morning, you’ve been spoiled by following your Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother.”

Manbao stuck out her tongue and quickly added, “Mom, Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother won’t be back for breakfast today.

Tell sister-in-law not to save it for them.”

Ms.

Qian waved her hand, “I know, they won’t have it anyway.

Go to school now.”

Manbao felt that her mother’s eyes were very calm, as if she knew everything, so she lowered her head and ran out.

Ms.

Qian smiled slightly and closed her eyes to chant.

Her health was already deteriorating, and she would become breathless from just walking a little faster, so she hardly left the house and spent most of her time indoors praying.

Manbao ran to the school.

Mr.

Zhuang was giving a lesson, and when he saw a familiar little head poking around the window, he couldn’t help but smile, put down his book, and waved at the little head.

Manbao hurried in with a stomp of her feet.

Mr.

Zhuang smiled and asked, “Why didn’t you come to the morning class today?”

Manbao lowered her head, feeling guilty, and whispered an apology, then asked, “Teacher, do I have to attend morning classes like Bai Er and the others from now on?”

Mr.

Zhuang nodded with a smile, “Yes, I have taken you as my disciple, and I’ve discussed it with Old Master Bai, who has agreed to let you enter the school, so you should attend morning classes with the other students.”

Mr.

Zhuang pulled Manbao to his side and introduced her to the other students.

In the classroom, all the children knew Manbao very well.

So those who were friends with Manbao made faces at her, and because she was short, those sitting in front let her squeeze into a spot.

But there were also those who didn’t get along with her.

They dared not do anything in front of the teacher, but as soon as the teacher wasn’t looking, many of them made faces at her.

Bai Erlang was the most annoyed, but Manbao sat quite far from him, so he couldn’t even kick her stool.

The reason why Bai Erlang so disliked Manbao, of course, was because she was really annoying.

He had been tossed into school to study at the beginning of the year, a mischievous seven-year-old.

Back home, he had been the pampered darling; his grandma adored him, his mom loved him, and his dad always praised him—even his brothers let him have his way.

How could he sit still in school?

Therefore, on his first day in school, he got his palms smacked, and just as he was being scolded and punished, Manbao’s little head wobbled up from outside the window.

So, Bai Erlang’s first impression of her was not good.

But that wasn’t the worst of it.

The worst was that afterwards, when studying, he found out he couldn’t even outperform a younger girl who could only squat outside the window to eavesdrop on the lessons.

Of course, Bai Erlang didn’t think he was dumb; he felt Manbao was disturbing him.

Right, she was a disturbance.

He sat by the window, and Manbao squatted outside, which naturally affected him.

As a result, he complained to his dad and the teacher numerous times, but to no avail.

The teacher’s solution was to move him to the other side of the window, away from it.

But because the distance made it harder for him to threaten Manbao, he could only glower at her from afar, and his performance actually declined.

So, the teacher moved him back, and what frustrated him the most was that, somehow, the teacher had convinced his dad that Manbao listening in from outside the window was a good thing, and his dad never put a stop to it.

Now it was even more infuriating; she had entered the school on good standing.

An angry Bai Erlang could not concentrate on the lesson all morning.

His friends came up with a suggestion, “Didn’t you say you have a really annoying cousin coming to school too?

Get them to fight, because if you hit Manbao, the teacher will definitely get mad.”

Another friend also said, “Exactly, the teacher seems to like Manbao a lot, and she’s younger than you.

If you hit her, you’ll definitely be in the wrong.

By the way, how old is your cousin?”

Bai Erlang thought they had a good idea and said indifferently, “Who cares how old he is?

He’s just another annoying brat.

Let the two pests fight it out; it’d be best if the teacher caught them both and smacked their palms.”

“But how do we get them to fight?”

Bai Erlang’s eyes twirled with an idea, “After class, let’s go find bugs.

Tomorrow during class, we’ll put them on Manbao’s desk and blame it on my cousin.

Then they’ll start fighting.”

The other two friends thought the idea was great.