Chapter 4
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Liu Mingjun went to the river with a brand new pen and paper, and when he saw Mrs. Liu, he hurriedly called out: "Grandma."

Hearing the voice of her most proud grandson, Granny Liu's originally depressed mood disappeared, leaving only joy in her heart.

With a beaming smile, "Mingjun, you're here."

Except for Mrs. Liu, some girls of the same age present hurriedly lowered their heads, busy arranging their attire, trying to give Liu Mingjun a good impression.

Liu Mingjun is the only scholar in the village, and he is also the most promising junior in the opinion of the elders. Rao, the village head greeted him with a smile, "Jun boy, I remember that the private school will take the exam in a few days, and you are not preparing for the exam at home." , why are you here?"

Those women were also very happy to see the most promising young man in the village, and hurried forward to say hello, "Why is Liu Xiucai here too?"

Liu Mingjun nodded at everyone, and then came to the village head and shouted: "Uncle, my grandma asked me to bring some paper and pens."

The village chief was overwhelmed immediately, "Oh, how can you trouble yourself with such a trivial matter." Suddenly, he felt a little bit resentful towards Dazhu's family in his heart.

If it wasn't for her being stingy and refusing to borrow a pen and paper, why would Liu Mingjun deliver it in person?
If this incident affected Liu Mingjun's exams for a few days, then he would have committed a serious crime, and he would have to be taught a lesson by several respected elders in the village.

"Uncle, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

Liu Mingjun's voice was just like him.

Gentle and elegant, full of bookishness.

The village head nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, since the things have been delivered, you can go back, so as not to delay your homework."

Liu Mingjun shook his head nonchalantly, "Uncle, since you're here, I'll go back with my grandma later."

Upon seeing this, the village chief stopped talking.

He asked people to put the pen and paper in front of the bastard, and said in a low voice, "Dad, the pen and paper have been brought, you hurry up and write down the ins and outs of falling into the water."

Erlaizi nodded hurriedly.

It's just that he looked at the blank rice paper in front of him, and the brush in his hand couldn't fall down.

There was a "tick", the sound of ink falling on the rice paper.

The speed of the ink dipping was extremely fast, and it quickly faded away. The expensive rice paper seemed to be stained with blemishes, which looked particularly unmatched.

Seeing this, Dazhu's family secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a good thing she didn't agree to take out the pen and paper at the bottom of the press box, otherwise wouldn't the bum be blind for nothing?

It's really a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return!

When the onlookers saw this, they couldn't help shouting: "You two, why don't you write?"

"That's right, didn't Erlaizi have enlightenment when he was young? Why haven't he written a single word after reading it for so long?"

"Could it be that the bum can't read at all?"

"No way"

Everyone was talking about it, and Er Laizi's complexion also changed from sunny to cloudy, and it was extremely dark.

He really wanted to yell to everyone: It is true that he had opened the door when he was a child, but that was how many years ago, and he is now in his 30s. How can he remember what he learned when he was a child?

Erlaizi lowered his head.

He understood that if he really couldn't write it, how could he settle accounts with that stinky girl?

No matter what, the bum would bite off a piece of Chu Wanning's flesh.

He gritted his teeth secretly, gripped the ink-stained brush, and slowly wrote a word on the rice paper.

One stroke at a time is very difficult.

It took a long time to write just the word Ning.

This is what he racked his brains and searched hard from the deepest memory in his mind, otherwise he would not even be able to remember the gesture of the word Ning.

Erlaizi put down the brush and handed the piece of paper with Ning written on it to the village head, "Ahhh" the village head is that stinky girl Chu Wanning
The village chief couldn't understand what he said at all.

He took the rice paper in his hand, looked at the messy gestures on it, and frowned tightly.

What is it all about?
It can't even compare to a five-year-old child!

The village chief looked at the bum with a bit of resentment.

Erlaizi was dumbfounded by such a glance, "???"

He already wrote down the name of the stinky girl, why didn't the village chief order someone to tie the stinky girl here?

Could it be that the village head is illiterate?
So how did the village head get this position all these years?
Village head: You are illiterate.

Erlaizi seemed to have sensed some secrets, pulled the rice paper out of the village chief's hand like a dog, ran to Liu Mingjun, and handed the rice paper to him, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Liu Xiucai, the village chief is illiterate, please take a look.

Liu Mingjun raised his eyebrows, and reached out to take the rice paper.

He glanced at the words on the paper, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The movement was so slight that even the bum standing in front of him didn't notice it.

Erlaizi: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Can you see that?Let the village head tie up the stinky girl, I want to settle accounts with her!
Liu Mingjun had a handsome appearance and was dressed in a decent Tsing Yi. Just standing there was like a beautiful scenery, which took away the hearts of many young girls present.

Seeing that Er Laizi's expression was not very friendly, the little girls couldn't bear it anymore, they all stepped forward and glared at Er Laizi: "Don't disturb Liu Xiucai."

"That's right, Liu Xiucai was supposed to prepare for the exam at home, but now he's staying here just for such a trivial matter like yours, why don't you be dissatisfied with waiting?"

A few people talk to each other, and it's impossible to run the bum.

Fortunately, Liu Mingjun quickly said, "Thank you guys, I'm fine."

The little girls were so ashamed immediately, they covered their faces and ran away.

I couldn't help shouting in my heart: Ahhh, Liu Xiucai is so handsome
Liu Mingjun handed the paper to the village chief and smiled: "Uncle, what the bastard wrote is the word 'Ning'."

"rather?"

The village chief frowned.

Sun Shangxiang standing on the other side's eyes lit up, but she didn't make a sound. Instead, she murmured softly to the little sister beside her: "Hey, I remember Wanning's name has the word Ning."

The sound is not loud enough for the little sisters next to me to hear clearly.

And she also knew that this little sister admired Liu Xiucai, and had long been displeased with Chu Wanning, an ugly, fat, stinky girl who kept pestering Liu Mingjun.

as expected
"Uncle, isn't there a word Ning in Chu Wanning's name?"

"...Could it be that she pushed the bastard into the water?"

Hearing this sentence, the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

The village head frowned even more tightly.

"This can't be nonsense."

The old lady Chu immediately quarreled, "That stinky girl, I knew that this matter has nothing to do with that stinky girl, let's just make troubles all day long, and now she dares to push people into the water, it's really daring, see if I go back soon Teach her a lesson."

Mrs. Liu pulled her angrily, "I haven't found out the matter yet, so don't talk nonsense."

Plain and simple people laugh.

Whose grandma would be so impatient to pour dirty water on her granddaughter?
(End of this chapter)

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