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Chapter 289: Does the fact that daddy scolds Sang and Huai mean that Pangpang scolds A Bao?

"Huh? Dad Abao, you really gave me a lot! Think about it again!" The foreman felt that Zhao Heng must be a quick worker with his size, so he followed and shouted again.

In the end, Zhao Heng waved his hand lazily and drove the pig away.

Pangpang is now very small, chubby, very cute, and very clean. The little golden bell hanging around his neck keeps ringing.

However, it was not very obedient and insisted on burrowing into the grass. Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes and said in a sinister voice: "You'd better be calm."

Otherwise, we will make pig-killing vegetables during the Chinese New Year.

On this day, when Abao ran back from school quickly, she saw that her yard was empty. She subconsciously dropped her small bag and was about to go out to play, but she was stopped by Zhao Xuan halfway.

"Didn't Mr. Bai say that the assessment is about to begin? You write two big characters first!" Zhao Xuan said to A Bao.

Abao had no choice but to sit down on the stone table reluctantly and began to write big characters in a hurry.

"Zhao Abao, what about you? Why do you even want to go over and smell the dog poop?"

Just as Abao was writing big characters, her little ears suddenly moved sensitively and captured her name.

Who is calling her name?She didn't get involved in shit!
Abao turned his head curiously and saw Zhao Heng driving Pangpang in from the yard. Pangpang walked in front, and his father followed behind him and called Abao.

"Zhao Abao, look at how fat you are. You probably weigh one or two hundred pounds before the Chinese New Year." Zhao Heng continued to say this to a pig, as if he didn't see the fat man next to the stone table.

"Daddy, it's called Pangpang! Not A'Bao!" A'Bao suddenly became unhappy and stopped writing big characters. He groaned and shouted towards Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng rubbed his ears and said to himself: "As I get older, my ears don't work well."

Abao tilted his little head: "?"

"Brother, I always feel that daddy is talking about me." Abao shook his little head: "He's not talking about Fatty."

Zhao Xuan sighed and sat down next to Abao. He said helplessly: "Abao, my brother will teach you an idiom today."

"What?" Abao looked curious.

"Referring to the mulberry tree and scolding the locust tree." After Zhao Xuan finished speaking, he carefully explained the meaning to Abao.

After a while, Abao pointed at himself, looked at Zhao Xuan seriously and asked, "Brother, then...daddy just pointed at Fatty and scolded Abao, right?"

Zhao Xuan nodded: "Smart!"

Abao frowned, she picked up the big knife she had put aside and ran towards the donkey pen with a roar.

As soon as Zhao Xuan followed him, he saw Abao approaching the donkey with a big knife, and shouted in a loud voice: "Zhao... Zhao Heng! You... you bully me again, I will..."

"What do you think?" Zhao Heng stood behind A Bao at some point. He picked up A Bao and said expressionlessly: "You can also call your father's name?"

"I...I won't support you anymore!" When Abao spoke harshly to Zhao Heng, he was always a little weak and prone to stuttering.

"Okay, I don't need you to support dad even if he goes to the street to beg for food. You unfilial daughter!" After Zhao Heng said that, he carried A Bao back to write big characters.

Zhao Xuan followed the father and daughter worriedly, and said helplessly to Zhao Heng: "Dad, can you stop playing tricks on A Bao. Master Bai said that there will be an assessment."

The hottest summer of the year is coming soon, and the elementary school will temporarily suspend classes, so before the class is suspended, Master Bai will take a quiz.

"Master said, children who do well in their homework can be given pork and chicken!" Abao added hehely.

"Okay, Dad, I'll wait for you to earn pork for the family!" Zhao Heng put the baby on the stone bench and didn't bother her anymore, just letting her learn there by herself.

As for pork and chicken, haha, Zhao Heng felt that his family might not be so lucky.

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Five days later, the quiz in the primary school in Xixi Village ended.
Three children, A Bao, Dabao and Daxi, gathered together. A Bao counted on his fingers and said to his two good friends, "I think I can earn two kilograms of pork!" Dabao shook his head: "Me too. I don’t know how much I can earn.”

Compared to these two confident people, Daxi was not so optimistic. He leaned against the wall and said with a sad look on his face: "Why do I feel like I didn't write anything right today?"

"No matter." A Bao grinned innocently: "You all come to my house to play! My dad put two watermelons in the well!"

"Okay, okay!" Dabao responded first, while Daxi was still hesitant because he felt he couldn't do anything today.

However, Abao was finally brought home.

In the Zhao family yard,
The old Yao Wang and his wife went to the county for medical treatment again, and Wang Chunniang was not there either. Only Zhao Heng and Zhao Xuan were at home.

When Abao came back with his two friends, Zhao Xuangang fished out the watermelon.

"Brother, we are back! I want to eat melon." Abao said eagerly, pulling on Zhao Xuan's clothes.

"How was your writing in big characters today?" Zhao Xuan turned around and asked the fat sister.

Abao thought for a moment and nodded his head with satisfaction: "I've written it all down! I should be able to earn some pork!"

Later, neither Dabao nor Daxi dared to speak.

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows when he saw the two of them looking like this.

"Brother, when I earn some pork, I'll let my mother make braised pork!" Abao said confidently.

Zhao Xuan smiled: "Okay."

He didn't know why Abao liked eating meat so much.

"When will the results be available?" Zhao Heng sat down at the stone table and greeted the three fat kids.

The three children obediently sat down on the stone bench. When they heard Zhao Heng ask this question, they were overjoyed: "It will be out tomorrow!"

"Dad, will you take me to get the pork tomorrow?" Abao said with a smile: "Master Bai said that adults should take the children there, otherwise the children will not be able to pick up the pork."

Zhao Heng thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, you'd better ask your father to bring something back."

Abao nodded his head confidently: "It must be there!"

Dabao and Daxi looked at each other, and both of them lowered their heads with guilt.

Why is A Bao so confident? The questions asked by Master Bai are all very difficult!
Pork and chicken are hard to come by!

the next day,
The entire Xixi Village became lively, and the streets were filled with adults taking their children to the elementary school.

Zhao Heng led A Bao and followed them. A Bao held Zhao Heng in one hand and jumped up and down. The little dog on his head kept shaking, obviously very happy.

A group of people were lining up in the courtyard of the primary school. Mrs. Bai was holding a piece of paper in her hand. Beside her, there were a lot of pork and chicken that had been skewered.Anyone whose name she called went forward to receive it.

Then, those who have received the pork will leave happily until...the number of people staying in the yard becomes fewer and older.

In the end, the silly trio were left.

"Master, where is my pork?" Abao ran forward and looked up at Master Bai curiously: "If you don't have pork, chicken is fine!"

Master Bai looked around him and saw that there was no meat left.There were only a few chicken feathers scattered on the ground. She bent down and picked up one and handed it to Abao expressionlessly.

Abao looked at the chicken feathers in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.

(End of this chapter)