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Chapter 246 Abao’s childhood past

Until now, looking at the fat man sitting on the kang in front of him, Zhao Heng still couldn't describe his mood when he exposed the four toes of his right foot.

This even damages his majestic image as a father.

But this little ginseng doesn't eat hard or soft food, and has no interest in learning at all. It doesn't even want to learn ordinary literacy.

He originally thought that no one would know about his "mutilated" right foot except Chun Niang.

But now, he had to use this disability as powerful material to drug Abao.

"Daddy, don't you feel pain?" Thinking that daddy had lost one of his legs, Abao's eyes began to turn red again, and he didn't care about his own butt anymore. He came closer to Zhao Heng obediently. Sitting next to Zhao Heng.

"This toe was missing when dad was six years old." Zhao Heng glanced at Abao and said calmly.

"Dad grew up in a slave workshop, a place where people were slaves. He didn't even have enough to eat and was beaten every day."

"An old slave who lived with me occasionally taught me some words. When I was six years old, he was beaten to death for breaking a cup. After he died, no one taught me how to read. When there was no one around, I went to the bookstore to steal books and read them."

"One time I didn't grasp the timing well and I was caught." Zhao Heng lowered his eyes and looked at his missing toe, and said in a calm voice: "So one toe was chopped off."

"Zhao Abao." Zhao Heng stretched out his hand and tugged on her little crotch, which made Abao grin.

"It doesn't matter if the child is stupid, but if you give up as soon as you mention studying and spend three days fishing and two days drying nets, dad really can't tolerate it." Zhao Heng looked at Abao seriously.

Abao looked at Zhao Heng's missing toe and thought about what Zhao Heng had just said. She cried out and threw herself into Zhao Heng's arms.

While crying loudly, he pulled Zhao Heng's robe to wipe his tears and nose.

What was your life like when your father was a child?

"The book is not for me and your mother to read. Your mother and I have to die before you. If your brother marries a wife and has children in the future, he will naturally not be able to fully take care of you." Zhao Heng said expressionlessly: "Even if I give more You earn some family property, but with your stupid head, sooner or later you will be defrauded of it all."

"Dad, you can't live like an old monster, do you understand?" Zhao Heng touched Abao's head and sighed: "Reading is for yourself."

"Dad, if I give you the ginseng son to eat, can you live longer?" Abao started to cry again.

"Learn a little bit, let dad worry less, and dad can live longer. Huh?" Zhao Heng started to tug on A Bao's little tug again.

A Bao shed tears while nodding his little head.

"Dad doesn't want you and your brother to follow the same path as your mother and I." Zhao Heng lowered his eyes, as if thinking of the years of hard work, and said in a low voice, "Okay, but it's not necessary."

Parents who love their children have far-reaching plans, and this is generally the case.

"Okay, go down and wash your face. I'll take you to school tomorrow morning." Zhao Heng tugged on A Bao's little crotch.

After watching Abao exclusively for several days, he felt like he was about to collapse.

Zhao Heng had to admit that he was really helpless when his baby started lying flat at the age of four.

If this trump card still doesn't work today, then he... can only accept his fate.

He can only work harder to earn more money for his daughter’s future pension.

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In the yard, Abao was washing his face with his butt stuck out.

Wang Chunniang glanced over her head, then glanced at Zhao Heng who was walking towards her, twitching her lips and saying, "My husband is really flexible and flexible!"

"I can't help it. If my daughter is as smart as my wife, why should I give in?" Zhao Heng laughed.

"Mom, I'm going to bed. If you can't get up tomorrow morning, remember to call me." After washing his face, Abao called to Wang Chunniang.

"Okay, go to bed. Mom will call you tomorrow." Wang Chunniang smiled.

Abao ran towards the house with a bang.

Halfway through, she suddenly stopped again, turned around and shouted to Zhao Heng, "Daddy?" Zhao Heng turned around.

"I will provide for you until you die!" Abao said with a grin, showing his small white teeth.

Zhao Heng: "..." Thank you.

But that’s not necessary.

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Under Jiao Yang's management, Xicun Village made full use of all kinds of people. Even the old liar and his wife were trained by him to become full-time veterinarians.

Since then, the development foundation of Xixi Village has basically been improved. There is also a primary school and a medicine hall. The women in the village are also busy making embroidery and handicrafts and selling them through the warehouses outside the Great Wall.

The mountains are also full of medicinal herbs and fruit trees. In short...many villages are jealous of the development of the Western Village.

After learning from Jiao Yang, Taohua Village also took advantage of the situation and sent a thief they caught to the mountain to open up land, but he fainted from exhaustion...

From then on, not to mention little thieves, not even a thief dared to run into this area for fear of being caught and used as a coolie.

I heard that the old liar and his wife either help pigs give birth to piglets or treat donkeys every day.

Isn't that such a tragic word?

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People in Xixi Village also recently discovered that the baby A Bao went to elementary school happily every day.

Although they heard that this kid still occasionally stole food in class and was punished by standing still, but... they obviously felt that Zhao Heng and his wife were called over much less often.

Just as Abao began to gradually adapt to the elementary school, a letter sent from Beizhou fell into Zhao Heng's hands.

"Is it a letter from Ating?" Wang Chunniang heard the news and came to Zhao Heng's side.

Zhao Heng hummed and sent a pack of dried meat and a letter.

"This is for Abao." Zhao Heng glanced at the content of the letter. Although Jiang Ting was very young, his handwriting had begun to have some character.

"Okay, it's for Ah Bao. No one of us is allowed to peek at it." Wang Chunniang collected the letter for Ah Bao.

Zhao Heng snorted lightly: "You don't need to peek to know that they are probably drawings of cats and dogs."

"Besides, Po doesn't even remember him now."

Wang Chunniang: "..."

Why do you feel a little pitiful for Ating?

Just as the couple were talking together, Abao ran back with Yang Dabao and Daxi.

"Daddy, daddy, give me money." Abao skillfully reached out to Zhao Heng to ask for coins, and skillfully took out a crooked IOU from his big pocket with his other hand.

"What do you want copper coins for? Buy glutinous rice cakes?" Zhao Heng asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, no, godfather, we are going to the temple to worship." Yang Dabao said at the side: "My father said that there is a very powerful person hiding in the temple. My father even went to give him money yesterday. Many people went there and said it was very famous.”

"What's it called...A Bao, what's it called, I forgot!" Yang Dabao scratched his head.

"Call...Call Crazy General!" Abao tugged on his little crotch and shouted.

"Pfft." Zhao Heng spit out a mouthful of tea.

"Yes, call me Crazy General. I'm going to say goodbye and ask my mother to give birth to a younger brother for me to play with!" Yang Dabao said with a smile.

Abao nodded: "I also want to say goodbye, let my parents live for two more years!"

Zhao Heng: "..." Is this really worshiping the Bodhisattva?
(End of this chapter)