Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4893 Luo Baobao reluctantly parted with love

Zhou Sheng is a man with clear grievances and grievances. On the way here, he was ready to be grateful, but also ready to attack.

At this moment, hearing Luo Baobao's sincere apology and seeing the annoyed and self-blame look on the little girl's face, most of Zhou Sheng's pent-up anger suddenly dissipated.

"Hey, I can't blame you for this matter, Bingbing is also at fault." Zhou Sheng said.

Among the group of children, Bingbing is 12 years old, the oldest one, and logically speaking, he should be more sensible.

But...

"You and Bingbing have been friends since we were young, and we often quarreled and fought a lot. Forget it, let's get over it this time. You get along well in the future, and don't do it again," Zhou Sheng said. , and raised his hand to gently pat Luo Baobao's head.

Luo Baobao squeezed out a wry smile, "How is Bingbing doing now?" She asked again.

Mentioning this, Zhou Sheng couldn't help but frowned, and said with a frown, "I'm still sulking at home, and I don't even eat the jujube porridge that your aunt Ping'er made for him, so I don't know what to make!"

Luo Baobao frowned, "How can he do this? If you don't eat something warm and nourishing, you will get sick! How about this, let me go and see him?"

When Zhou Sheng heard this, he felt a little embarrassed.

When he was going out before, Bingbing was still losing his temper and annoyed her for kicking him, now she went, didn't she hit the muzzle of the gun?

What if the two pinch each other again?
Zhou Sheng was about to refuse, but Blacksmith Luo said: "Yes, let the baby go and have a look, and bring some delicious food for Bingbing by the way. What's Bingbing's favorite food?"

Luo Baobao shook his head, "Bingbing's favorite is my wooden sword. My father gave me that wooden sword. I'll take the wooden sword with me. I'm sure he likes it."

Blacksmith Luo nodded, isn't it just a wooden sword, just wait for Tang Yazi to come back and ask him to cut another one. As long as he can coax Bingbing well, a wooden sword should be regarded as a gift for Bingbing.

In this way, Luo Baobao took the wooden sword and went to Zhou Sheng's house with Zhou Sheng.

"Why is the baby here?"

Ping'er was having lunch with Huahua and her little girl in the main room, and she was surprised to see Zhou Sheng and Luo Baobao coming in together.

Luo Baobao and Ping'er smiled: "I'll come and see Bingbing."

"Ah?" Ping'er was even more surprised, and looked at Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng had already knocked on Bingbing's door, "Bingbing, are you asleep? The baby is here to see you!"

The people in the room didn't speak, but coughed deliberately.

This is no sleep.

Zhou Sheng turned his head and looked at Luo Baobao worriedly.

Luo Baobao gave Zhou Sheng a reassuring look, "I'll just go in by myself."

Luo Baobao came to Bingbing's bedside, and Bingbing lay there, rolling his eyes at Luo Baobao.

"Aren't you with that wild kid from another village? Why do you still come to my place? You go, we won't be friends anymore!" Bingbing said.

Luo Baobao stood still in front of the bed, looked coldly at Bingbing on the bed, "Bingbing, let me ask you, do you consider me a good friend?"

Bingbing frowned, "Isn't this nonsense? If I didn't regard you as a good friend, would I play with you? Didn't you see that my team is full of boys, so I'll take you a girl to play!"

Luo Baobao nodded: "Okay, I'm asking you, what is the most important thing between good friends?"

Without even thinking about it, Bingbing said: "Whoever dares to bully you, I will beat him for you."

Luo Baobao twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his fist, "Are you sure you're the one who beat me?"

Bingbing grinned and smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, you have better fists and feet than me, who will make you a good father who will be a general!" Bing Bing said.

Luo Baobao said again: "I think as a good friend, the most important thing is to respect, but you don't respect me."

"You're talking nonsense!" Bingbing shouted.

This startled Zhou Sheng and Ping'er who were eavesdropping outside the door. Zhou Sheng thought that the two of them were going to fight again, and almost broke in, but was grabbed by Ping'er.

Ping'er made a silent gesture to him, Zhou Sheng could only listen patiently:

In the room, Luo Baobao said: "I'm not talking nonsense, Bingbing, remember the last time your uncle's cousin came over to play, what did I do?"

Bingbing thought about it for a while, and said: "We played together, and you went home and entertained him with delicious snacks, and invited him to your house to play."

Luo Baobao nodded, "I'm not familiar with your uncle's cousin, why did I invite him to my house? Isn't it because of you."

"Because it's your cousin, and you are my good friend, I respect you, so I respect your cousin. In the words my husband taught us, this is called Aiwujiwu."

"But what about you? You saw me playing with Jing Ling, and you ran on Jing Ling in various ways when you came up. You didn't listen to me explaining to you, and I kicked you on impulse."

Bingbing puffed his cheeks: "I don't know why, I just don't like that wild boy from another village!"

"He is not a wild boy, he is my uncle Zuo's son, he has a name, his name is Zuo Jingling!"

"I don't care what his name is, anyway, I just don't like him..."

"Whether you like him or not, without him today, you would have drowned!"

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Outside, Zhou Sheng and Ping'er looked at each other in blank dismay. Is this really two children arguing?
Why does it sound like an adult talking?
Hey, it's a blink of an eye, the children have grown up, it's a set of words.

After the room fell into a brief silence, Luo Baobao said again: "Haven't you been raring for this wooden sword for a long time? I brought it here for you and gave it to you, just as it is for me to talk to you about today's matter." apologize."

"Is this wooden sword really mine?" Bingbing's voice became excited, "You won't regret it one day and want to go back with me, right?"

Luo Baobao twitched the corners of his mouth, "My parents taught me that what you say is what you say, don't worry, I won't regret it once I decide to send you off!"

"However, I also hope that you can reflect on this matter, and you can't slap your hands all the time."

Obviously, Bingbing didn't listen to these words very much, because he had already got up from the quilt, holding the wooden sword up and down, feeling and looking at it, his face was full of excitement.

Luo Baobao took a look at his appearance and didn't say much. She looked at the wooden sword with some reluctance, turned around and left the room resolutely.

"Baby, are you ready?" Ping'er asked outside the house.

Luo Baobao shrugged and said, "I've said everything I need to say, and I don't know anything else."

Pinger smiled, "Bingbing will figure it out by himself."

"I hope." Luo Baobao said, can she figure out that this is Bingbing's business, for this friendship, this playmate from childhood to adulthood, she thinks that it is enough to treat this friendship with sincerity.

When my mother was at home, she often taught her to do her best to obey the destiny, and when it comes to getting along with her friends, she should not only be tolerant, but also stick to her own principles. It is wrong to blindly accommodate.

(End of this chapter)