Chapter 547

Man Bao turned and wanted to slip away, but Mr. Zhuang had seen the ladder in the corner. He reached out and grabbed man Bao's collar and angrily said, "go back and copy the ritual for me!"

Man Bao almost stared out and shouted, "Sir, we didn't bring Yili."

"I'll borrow it for you. Mr. LAN has it."

Man Bao was about to cry. She immediately turned to see her two younger martial brothers.

Bai Erlang shrunk aside like a quail, and Bai Shanbao returned her helpless eyes.

Man Bao is not afraid to copy books, but he is afraid to copy Yili. The content is complex and difficult to understand. It is difficult to write even words. After copying 13 Yili articles, her whole head can be empty.

Although she was often punished for copying books, it was the first time that she was directly punished for copying a Book of rites like this. Mr. Zhuang insisted and wrote a letter to thurlang, asking him to find someone at the intersection and send it to LAN's house.

Zhou Silang was not willing to spend money. The LAN family was not far away. He took the letter and left without looking at his punished sister.

Man Bao can only break down his shoulders and go back to his study to sharpen his ink and wait for the book to arrive.

Mr. Zhuang refused to let her go and said, "it's better to copy. Be sure to write neatly and bind it into a book. When you make mistakes in the future, you can directly copy it as a model."

Now even Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang's eyes moved.

When Lang came back with the book on Thursday, man Bao could only luck, stained with ink, and then write correctly.

Because to ensure that the content is neat, they are not familiar with it. The words are difficult and the meaning of the words is difficult. If they are not careful, they may write wrong words, and the speed is much slower.

Man Bao only copied five pages until sunset.

She put the copy aside and put it away until it dried.

Bai Shanbao stopped reading, put away his desk and ran out.

When man Bao went out, he saw that they were clumsily chopping firewood for Zhou Silang. Man Bao went to them and sat down.

Zhou Silang took time to look at her and asked curiously, "have you finished copying?"

Man Bao: "where is it so fast? You have to copy it for at least ten days."

Zhou Silang was surprised. "It's just a book. Didn't you copy books very quickly before?"

Bai Shanbao gloated and smiled, "how is that the same? We can recite the thousand character text and the Analects of Confucius. We can write them with our eyes closed, but the ritual, hey, hey..."

"What are you proud of?" Man Bao said, "Sir, when you make a mistake, you have to copy Yili."

"I won't make mistakes."

Bai Erlang immediately said, "I won't either."

Man Bao snorted, turned his head aside, touched his stomach and felt a little hungry. "Fourth brother, what shall we eat in the evening?"

"I've agreed with them to eat the food at the entrance of the alley. They'll bring it in a minute. I'll steam the rice."

Everyone dislikes the dishes cooked by Lang on Thursday, so they basically eat out three meals a day.

Breakfast is usually bought by Lang on Thursday, or when they go out for a walk by themselves. Lunch and evening meals are mostly on Thursday. Lang went to the store and delivered them to the door.

Steam the rice yourself.

Man Bao sits on a small stool and misses his sister-in-law's food as usual.

Zhou Si Lang also missed, "if only my sister-in-law were here, we wouldn't have to spend so much money every day."

Man Bao said, "in fact, there are not many."

Zhou Silang looked at her and said, "I really doubt you're not a child of our family. You spend money like you have a lot of money in your family."

"My family has no money, but I have money."

Zhou Silang thought what she said was very reasonable.

"There will be distinguished guests tomorrow. Do you think I should buy some snacks and put them back?" Zhou sirang changed the subject.

The three little immediately nodded, "yes, yes."

They haven't eaten snacks for a long time. They can't help it. Although Zhou sirang, who is in charge of money, is more generous than old Zhou tou, he is still very stingy about some unnecessary expenses.

Like snacks.

Bai Erlang said, "buy some osmanthus cake."

Bai Shanbao: "and chestnut cake."

Man Bao: "Nuomici is also good, the snow-white one."

"It's really demanding. I'll go and have a look tomorrow. I'll buy whichever is cheaper."

The three little boys laughed. They all knew that Thursday Lang was just saying that. Otherwise, if they didn't like the snacks they bought, wouldn't they still waste them?

Since there are distinguished guests, of course, you can't just buy some snacks. You have to buy tea and cook tea.

Zhou Si Lang calculated what he wanted to buy in his mind and said to several small: "tomorrow you'll wash your clothes by yourself. I won't help you."

Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang immediately looked at man Bao, and man Bao was coquettish. "Fourth brother, please help us for a few more days. We're not ready yet."

"It's been a few days. Aren't you ready? I've taken you two or three times, "Lang said flatly on Thursday." don't help, go by yourself! "

After saying that, patted the axe, put it away, took the firewood and went back to boil water.

The three children sighed again and again. They discussed it and decided to wash earlier today.

After the three washed, they wore a short fight, wrapped their hands, held their clothes and wanted to go out.

Zhou sirang was stunned and asked, "didn't you wash the clothes in the morning?"

Man Bao said, "everyone thinks the same as you, so there are a lot of people washing clothes in the morning. It takes more time to queue up for an hour."

Bai Shanbao nodded and said, "it's not dark anyway. We wash our clothes quickly."

Of course, it's fast. All three wash their clothes for the first time. Although they have seen them several times, when it's their turn, they still throw their clothes into the river, drag them up and pat them twice after they get wet, and then they have to wring them dry and put them in a wooden basin.

Daji, who followed behind the three people's buttocks, was stunned. He smoked on his forehead and couldn't help but say, "it's not clean."

The three little ones looked at Daji and the clothes in their hands. They threw them into the river and stirred them. When they dragged them up, they asked their little friends to screw them together.

Daji wanted to stop talking. After thinking about it, he didn't say it again.

Forget it, you can always learn it over time.

Zhou Silang cooked the last pot of hot water. As soon as he beat out the hot water, he saw them coming back with a wooden basin before he had time to wash.

He asked with a smile, "why don't you wash it?"

Man Bao said, "we have washed it."

Zhou sirang subconsciously looked at the sunset in the sky and felt wrong, "no, how long have you been out? Have you come to the river?"

"Here we are. We've been washing for a long time."

Zhou sirang opened his mouth and wanted to ask them where he had been for a long time?

He looked at Daji, who followed him expressionless. He couldn't help but breathe out. Forget it, let them go. Anyway, he didn't wear his own clothes.

If there are only a few of them in this family, it won't take long. All the staff will be sloppy, but it's not.

So when Mr. Zhuang came out and saw the wet clothes on the wooden stick in the yard, he said, "take out the clothes and wash them again. Don't dry the clothes that don't wring up."

He felt that he had to teach some children life skills. Where he was a gentleman, he was a broken old father.