Chapter 158
The loud voice was a bit deafening, Luo Wanshu dodged to the side, and said with a smile: "Master, there is a reason for me to draw this picture."

Mrs. Zhao asked coldly, "What's the reason?"

"In the few days when I disappeared, many people in the city said my son was a disaster star. I was very angry, so I drew some bastards and cursed in my heart. Tell me, am I so generous that I didn't come to find those people Trouble."

Master Zhao's face turned green and pale after hearing her words.In front of Luo Wanshu, how could he say that the little milk baby is a disaster?But two days ago, he took advantage of the opportunity to rob.If you followed Luo Wanshu's words, didn't you scold yourself?
For a long time, he didn't say anything.Luo Wanshu glanced at the little milk baby, who quickly understood and clapped her hands: "Mother is right! Those people are too much, they gave such a tolerant little fairy like my mother Annoyed!"

Mrs. Zhao twitched his beard and said in disapproval: "Miss Luo San, you are a woman, how can you draw such a vulgar picture?"

Luo Wanshu asked back: "If I don't paint, I can only find them one by one and beat them with a whip. Master, do you think that is a good way to deal with them?"

"...It's not good! A girl, shouting and shouting all day long, how decent is she!"

"Decent?" Luo Wanshu suppressed her smile, and slammed the table down, "They insulted my children, and I still pay attention to decency with them? It's a good deal for them not to beat them all over the place!"

After hearing this, Master Zhao felt that his two rows of teeth were painful.He was beating a drum in his heart, Luo Wanshu couldn't really beat someone, could she?I am her teacher!If she hits herself, that is disrespecting the teacher!

Mrs. Zhao and Wu Wenbai have different identities. No matter how bastard Luo Wanshu is, it is impossible to beat him up. It will make her bad reputation even worse.

After scaring Mrs. Zhao, Luo Wanshu changed her face faster than the sky, and laughed again: "Actually, in a certain way, Rarity is really a disaster."

Mrs. Zhao didn't react, and looked at Yan Ningrui in horror: "What?"

Luo Wanshu covered her lips, and said mysteriously: "Those who want to harm Rarity have nothing good to do. For them, isn't Rarity a disaster?"

After finishing speaking, she asked Yan Ningrui solemnly: "Baby, tell me, what will happen to those who slander you as a disaster?"

The little milk boy was super cooperative and authentic: "They will definitely be unlucky! For example, walking and falling, biting their tongues after eating, and losing money!"

After hearing this, Luo Wanshu laughed in her heart. Her baby is still too kind. If she came, she would probably say "Broken arm, short leg, blind, deaf"!
Mrs. Zhao dismissed the mother and son's singing and acquaintance, and scolded Luo Wanshu with a straight face: "It's a bunch of nonsense. Stop talking about these things that have nothing to do with the classroom, hurry up and practice calligraphy! You and the young master's handwriting are too bad. ..."

Before he finished speaking, he glanced at the words written by the little milkman on the table next to him, his eyes almost popped out.

What happened in the past few days, how did his writing improve so fast?He holds the pen so steadily, and the stroke of the pen is faintly self-contained. Is he really a four-year-old doll?
The facts cannot tolerate Mr. Zhao's disbelief. These words were written by the little milk boy!
Facing such a rapidly improving child, he really couldn't say anything demeaning, and his cheeks were flushed: "Anyway, hurry up and practice calligraphy! Don't be distracted!"

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