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Chapter 76 The little bastard given to daddy
In the evening, Abao came back from playing crazy. There were grass leaves all over his body and his little one was also messed up. Jiang Ting followed behind to clean it up for her. She grinned happily and giggled. She was obviously having a great time. .

In the yard, just as Wang Chunniang was about to greet the two children, the scholar's wife's throat-breaking beating and scolding came from the street outside: "You bastard, I asked you to find asparagus, and you spent most of the day giving it to me. Are you looking for half a point? I might as well strangle you to death and let you live for so long to make me angry. Look at your brother, look at you again...I will sell you tomorrow."

The scholar's scolding was very unpleasant. Wang Chunniang glanced at Lin Xiang and Song and said, "Listen to this sound, it must be the scholar who is scolding her daughter. She is already fifteen or sixteen years old in the second year of junior high school. She looks very thin." , such an unreliable girl is here."

When Wang Chunniang sighed, Abao suddenly pricked up her ears. She accurately captured the word "second day of junior high school" that Wang Chunniang had just said. Thinking of what they saw in the reed field today, Abao's voice blurted out. : "On the second day of junior high school, give me a child."

As soon as these words came out, the whole courtyard was silent.

Wang Chunniang rushed over to cover A Bao's mouth.

Half a quarter of an hour later, several adults gathered around A Bao and Jiang Ting. A Bao giggled and played with the big goose egg that Lin Xiang had just boiled for her. Jiang Ting told what happened in the reed field today.

"Did your father really say that?" Wang Chunniang frowned. This Jiang Shusheng... is quite courageous. Aren't you afraid that Li Yanran will find out?Just from a few simple conversations with Li Yanran, Wang Chunniang was sure that Li Yanran was definitely not as harmless as she seemed on the surface.

"Yes." Jiang Ting nodded: "However, I have already told Yang Dabao and asked him not to tell others."

"Yeah, keep it a secret." Abao nodded obediently.

"What's Jiang Shusheng's plan?" Wang Chunniang asked in confusion as she pushed away the children.

Zhao Heng, on the other hand, smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Shusheng was testing whether he could do it!

Of course, Zhao Heng had no intention of telling Wang Chunniang such dirty things.

On the street, the miserable cries of the second grade student became louder and louder. A Bao lay at the crack of the door and looked out. He saw Mrs. Jiang holding a large thin bamboo stick and beating the second grade student continuously. .

Abao couldn't stand it anymore, so she ran back to the yard and started looking for her things: "Guo Guo, where is my slingshot?"

Abao asked, pulling Zhao Xuan's sleeve.

Zhao Xuan found the small slingshot for her and asked: "Don't you like shooting slingshots and hate missing shots? What are you doing with the slingshot now?"

"We're going to fight! Daddy said, don't be afraid!" As he said that, A Bao walked toward the courtyard door boldly. Zhao Xuan looked over and saw A Bao lying in the gap of the courtyard door, with two fat claws. Claw fiddled with the slingshot, then grabbed a handful of mud eggs and stuffed them into his pocket.

Zhao Xuan: "..."

"Let her beat her. That old godly woman really deserves to die." Zhao Heng lay comfortably on the recliner and said to Zhao Xuan.

"Xiao Guo Guo, help me move my little bench." Abao called in a sweet voice.

Jiang Ting had no choice but to move her small bench over, and then saw Abao stepping on the small bench, squinting his eyes and starting to hit the door.

The scholar girl was busy playing the second grade of junior high school, and Bao stuck out his butt and closed one eye and began to aim and hit the slingshot. Half of the mud balls were shot, but he still didn't hit the target very well.So the scholar outside didn't even notice that someone was beating her secretly.

Wang Chunniang glanced at the little guy standing on the small bench with his butt squirming left and right. She held her forehead, not knowing what to say.

Jiang Ting hugged the small bench to prevent Abao from falling.

"A Bao is a kind-hearted kid." Old Medicine King walked out of the wing. Seeing that A Bao didn't give up, he stroked his beard and said in agreement, "He is a patient and good boy." Zhao Heng was lying on the recliner. , glanced at his useless daughter, and then continued reading the book in his hand.

Zhao Heng has been discussing the matter of Woziling with Chen Jiu recently. Those medicinal herbs have begun to be planted in Woziling on a large scale. Now the balm made from Ninghua has been successfully delivered to Shopkeeper Sun's warehouse. Judging from the high price of the balm, Zhao Heng saw business opportunities again and began to prepare for transplanting Ninghua. He had already planned the area as big as Woziling very well. He also wrote a note with the following instructions: In the later construction of Woziling.

However, that night, when Zhao Heng finished washing and was about to go to the desk to continue writing letters, he saw a fat boy sitting on his chair. The fat boy was holding a writing brush in his hand. It seemed that he was writing. He lowered his head seriously and wrote something.

Zhao Heng lowered his footsteps and took a closer look. His anger went straight to the back of his head.

I saw that on the cover of my notebook, Abao carefully marked out a row of little bastards, some big and some small, a series.

Perhaps because he was getting too angry, Abao, who was addicted to creation, finally found Zhao Heng. Her chubby little body stood up from the chair and rushed towards Zhao Heng.

"What are you drawing?" Zhao Heng's temples twitched.

"I'm drawing the little tortoise." Abao said happily: "When Guoguo took me out to play in the evening, I saw someone catching the little tortoise."

"Why don't you go somewhere else to paint?" Zhao Heng said in a scary voice as he squinted his eyes.

Abao didn't notice the danger at all, and said to Zhao Heng, "Because I want to give this to daddy."

Zhao Heng stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows. Tsk, he had a headache.

"If you don't get out, I'll beat you." Zhao Heng reached out and picked up the little guy.

Abao asked blankly: "Daddy doesn't like it?"

Zhao Heng glared at her, and Abao was so frightened that he immediately rushed out of the yard.

"Sister-in-law, are you at home? Is our Dabao playing at your house?" As soon as A'bao came out, he heard Zhang and Blacksmith Yang knocking on the door.

Wang Chunniang wiped her hands and hurriedly opened the door. A Bao followed beside Wang Chunniang.

"Auntie, Dabao Guoguo didn't come. We separated at noon." A Bao said in confusion.

"Sister-in-law, what should I do? Our big treasure is missing. His father and I searched around but couldn't find it." Mrs. Zhang said worriedly.

"A Bao, where was the place where you bumped into the second grader?" Wang Chunniang glanced at A Bao, suddenly remembered something in her mind, and pulled A Bao's little hand and asked.

"I'll take my mother there." Abao stretched out his claws and took Wang Chunniang's hand.

"The second grade of junior high school... sister-in-law, is she the second grade of junior high school from the scholar's family?" Mrs. Zhang was puzzled: "What does it have to do with her?"

"Let's talk as we walk." Wang Chunniang picked up A Bao, looked back at Zhao Heng, and then led Blacksmith Yang and his wife to the reed field.

"Sister-in-law, you mean... Dabao might have been caught by Jiang Shusheng?"

(End of this chapter)