The Handmaiden of Rebirth in the Last Days Does Not Lose Price

Chapter 16
Nuo Nuo said, "Grandpa, you said this is a product of prehistoric civilization, isn't that a very old thing? Aren't you afraid that it will collapse and crush you to death?"

The proud and smug smile on his face instantly froze like summer meets winter, the old man looked down at Wan'er, and sighed helplessly.

He can't vomit with an unweaned baby!After thinking about it, the old man immediately changed the topic. He didn't think that his own explanation would make the chubby, bald girl with a very high cuteness index in front of him understand.

Two or three sentences let the old man know that the three children in front of him turned out to be a buy one get two free combination.

"Haha, it turned out to be the abnormal treasure from Ouyang's family, uh, sorry, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue"

The old man inadvertently called Fatty Bao by his nickname in the imperial capital, and quickly started laughing, and then introduced himself to the three of them, the director of admissions office of Kamikaze Academy: Ren Wuren is also true.

Because of the existence of Fatty Bao, brother and sister Wan'er enjoyed the encounter of the rich second-generation official and the second-generation official, and Ren Wuren personally sent them to their respective residences and classrooms.

Because Fatty Bao couldn't leave Wan'er for a long time, Wan'er, who was supposed to be in the middle class of the kindergarten, let her enter the preschool class in advance, and all the little ones who were overwhelming to her no matter in terms of body shape or height. Babies, sit in the spacious classroom and go back to the simple and happy life of primary school students.

"Hey, fat girl, where's your hair?"

After class, a group of little guys who were very curious about the big bald head on Wan'er's head, regardless of the fat man with a dark bun face and the whole body exuding the sudden approach of idlers, forced him away from Wan'er's side. Open, surrounded Wan'er and asked in a hurry.

Some, even without the owner's consent, stretched out their hands to touch the bald head, and then smiled smirking secretly.

Wan'er was very angry at the fact that everyone threw her first and last name out of the blue, but she couldn't use violent means to make these little guys give up her veritable nickname, so she could only pout depressedly.

The big round eyes widened hard, and she snorted heavily, in order to let the little guys in front of her understand how upset she was in this moment, Wan'er said, "Hmph, what do you know? Popular hairstyles, only bumpkins don't know."

Bald?Popularity?Bump?Being forced into it, not knowing = the thinking of a bumpkin.

The little guys in front of me who don't suffer from anything, shut up immediately, and dare not continue to ask, lest they be nicknamed bumpkins by others, how embarrassing it would be.

"Oh, hello, Fatty Bao, take me there." Wan'er, who was about to say something, suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground.

It was written on the face: I am very upset, my dear fat man, he didn't throw a word "go to eat" without throwing his head

"Ah, so you're hungry, why don't you tell me earlier, come on, I still have a few cakes here, you can fill your stomach first"
Wan'er, who is different from the past, is no longer a fat boy who can drag around at will.

Boom, he stomped heavily on the ground, causing Fatty Bao to stop in an instant, and with a rebound, he almost fell on Wan'er.

Looking at the two cakes that Wan'er took out from the drool pocket on his chest, the expression on Fatty Bao's face instantly changed into colorful, but he still said very reservedly, "Cough, my stomach is not I’m very hungry, let’s put this pastry away.”

The little fellows in the same class didn't have as many worries as Fatty Bao, and they burst out laughing directly.Of course, the guys who laugh without thinking like this are without exception the powerful second-generation rich second-generation. As for the little guy from a commoner background, he will not make fun of others because of the poor appearance of the pastry.

"You, why are you laughing, what's so funny, isn't it just a piece of pastry that sells poorly, you are so embarrassed to laugh like this, don't think that Wan'er is two to three years younger than us!" A certain chivalrous heart in the class The heavy little girl, with a blushing little face, put her hands on her hips, and roared at the belly laughing guy.

"That's right, what's so funny about this, Sister Wan'er and Ouyang Bao, let's go eat!" Behind the little girl of justice came out a few more clean little guys, who wore simple clothes but looked very clean. An olive branch: the hand of friendship.

Everyone is studying at Kamikaze Academy, but due to their different family backgrounds, there are various small groups here.

Ouyang Bao's prestige in the imperial capital is no less than that of geniuses from other families. If it wasn't for his impaired cultivation aptitude, perhaps he would have already occupied a place in the list of geniuses for children under ten years old.

The little guys who can study in the Kamikaze Academy are not fools, and the news is much better than the guys who stay in the family hall to study.

For such a classmate with boundless potential, they all wanted to enlist him in the army to increase their status in Kamikaze Academy.

The aristocratic faction, seeing the commoner faction, took the opportunity of the bald girl to extend an olive branch to Ouyang Bao, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Hmph, you beggars, just get out of here obediently! Ouyang is a member of the noble family, when will it be your turn to make calculations?"

"you,,"

Wan'er, who was pulled by Fatty Bao's side, had a speechless sigh for these precocious little brats in front of her: she is only so young, but she knows how to win people's hearts. What are you doing?Playing with mud, playing house?
(End of this chapter)