seven years later

The spring is strong, the breeze blows, the whole Xuefu seems to be covered with a layer of green make-up, willows out of green shoots, full of flowers in bud, the air with fragrance, belong to the breath of spring has come.

At the moment, Zhang Man'er stands beside the flower bed, pinches a rose, looks at the layers of petals, and sees the reeds rush in.

At a glance, Zhang Man'er saw that her face was not good.

In the past seven years, reed has been accompanying the two steamed buns to grow up, from babbling to studying in the school.

Now it's near noon, it's not time to go to school, and reed comes back ahead of time, I'm afraid some mischievous ghost is in trouble again.

"Master." The reed calls.

"But what about the school?" Zhang Man'er asked directly.

Reed face slightly embarrassed, master how to guess a accurate, think of a mischievous Lord into the disaster, she is also hard to say.

"Master, little master Wan'er talks back to the teacher in class and returns..."

Sure enough, it's the mischievous one again. Zhang Man'er has a wry smile.

In the past seven years, the two steamed stuffed buns have grown from babies to eight year olds. They have lost a lot of childishness, and their words and deeds are full of little adult flavor.

As the saying goes, it's not unreasonable to see the old at the age of three.

Since childhood, hong'er has been more sensible, introverted and intelligent. After two years in school, she recited the Three Character Classic and recited thousands of words, becoming an example among the students.

My sister Wan'er, on the other hand, is a naughty girl who has no intention of studying. She is obviously pink and jade, but she likes to go up the tree and dig out the bird's nest.

On weekdays, if you can't sit for half an hour in class, you will chatter like a sparrow, often without the teacher's lesson.

This time, the situation was even worse. Only one morning, Zhang Man'er had committed two crimes. Zhang Man'er's bright face could not hold down his anger, and there were black clouds floating on his cheek.

Reed looked at her face, swallowed her saliva, and said: "the little master also beat an eight year old boy. The master said, please go to the school."

Zhang Man'er's face became blacker. He smoked the corner of his mouth and said, "OK, I know."

It's a very common sentence, but it sounds like gnashing one's teeth.

OK, I've been so perverse for a month, and I've learned how to beat people.

At the same time, Zhang Man'er has to sigh in her heart that she is really a little witch. I'm afraid she owes her in her last life. Since she was born, she has been cleaning up the mess for her.

Zhang Man'er thinks he has a good temper. Xue Chuan is just a little cold. There is no other protruding place in his character.

But how did the husband and wife give birth to this little devil?

It's clearly a mother compatriot, so far from her brother hong'er.

"Master, the child is still young. If he is older, he will be sensible." The reed was afraid that the little master would be beaten, so he helped to say a good word.

The master seems to be kind on weekdays, but when he teaches his children, he is not ambiguous. He never dotes on them. If he should be beaten, he will be beaten.

If you think about it carefully, Wan'er's son was beaten once because he took the magistrate's son to play and fell into the water when he was a child.

Zhang Man'er frowned: "if you don't carve jade, you can't make it into a tool. You're eight years old. This little grindstone has tormented people from childhood to adulthood. Look how good hong'er is. I never have to worry about it."

Can she say that the two children's personalities are totally different?

One is quiet, the other is active.

One is introverted, one is living wave.

One is the first in the whole school, and the other is the penultimate.

"Master, that..." Reed carefully asked, heart for small Wan'er silence.

I'm afraid the little girl can't go home without a bad scolding, but she's not afraid of it. She nods her head in front of her and goes her own way in a twinkling of an eye.

If it was not for the birth of the little master, reed really suspected that the child had been switched.

No, the little master's character may be a little bit solid, but his intelligence, and his innocent and lovely appearance are a combination of the advantages of the master and his wife.

"Come on, go to school with me and take the child back." Zhang Man'er straightened her skirt and walked out the door.

As soon as I went to school, I had a long face. Looking at Zhang Man'er's arrival, I immediately said, "madam, I can't teach this child. Please take it back."

The school didn't accept girls. It was because of the girl's intelligence that Zhang Man'er gave money to support the school every year.

Since the little girl came to the school, in the past two years, there have been a lot of things in the school.

The teacher also turned a blind eye to the trivial things in daily life.

Today, however, Xiao Wan'er contradicted the master and beat the boy in public. This is against the sky. If she doesn't set up her dignity, who dares to send the child here in the future?

Zhang Man'er's face was slightly stiff. Looking at Wan'er standing in the corner with fearless eyes, she coughed and asked awkwardly: "master, is there any misunderstanding about today's affair? Wan'er won't hit people for no reason. Among them..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted coldly by the master: "enough, madam, I know that you mothers love your children, but this child is really... Sweat. I can't manage it. You'd better take it away."

"Master..."

"Don't say it, take it. The temple here is too small to accommodate the Great Buddha. "

"..." Zhang Man'er glanced at Wan'er and saw that she had a small face, biting her lips and saying: "I'm right, he should fight."

"Wan'er."

"I'm right." Xiao Wan'er insists.

With a few bells ringing, countless young faces, carrying a small bag came out.

Looking at the stalemate of several people in the school, many children cast curious eyes one after another, and at the same time, they can't help whispering.

"Xue Wan was punished by his master again. He is really naughty."

"Yes, at least it's the daughter of a rich family. It's like a tomboy all day long. If it's not for the cute little face, I would think it's a boy."

"It's said that the master didn't want to accept girls at the beginning, but his family had money and bribed him."

"That's not true, let alone Qingshui town. Now the richest person in Antai city is the Xue family."

"What about money? Such a naughty little girl, who contradicts her teacher and beats her classmates, must be a shrew when she grows up. Who dares to ask for her? "

These young faces, ruddy mouth, spit out such inappropriate words, with the market shrew is no different.

Zhang Man'er was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect that her daughter's comments were so bad in the school. Could it be that her original decision was wrong.

Although it is said that a woman without talent is virtue, if she has not read for several years, how can she become knowledgeable and reasonable?

Xue Wan, Xue Wan, when my mother married you, I just wanted you to be gentle and moving. As a result, it backfired and I was slapped by the reality.