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Chapter 177 Abao’s clay pot... has been cleared!

After Butler Liang left, the heavy snow finally stopped completely.

As soon as the heavy snow stopped, the old patriarch and Li Zheng summoned the whole village to start clearing the snow on the streets of the village.

When Zhao Heng went out to work, A Bao and Jiang Ting were also shoveling out the snow in Zhao's yard.

Abao was so energetic. She ran back and forth with the small shovel specially made for her by Blacksmith Yang. She was full of energy and did not complain about hardship or tiredness at all.Seeing her working so hard, Wang Chunniang called her over, wiped the sweat from her head, bent down and touched the little guy's hat and said, "Why are you working so hard? Your father is not here, take a rest. He won't care about you."

As soon as A Bao heard this, he shook his little head and ran forward, saying in a loud voice: "Mom, I want to shovel more snow. Daddy promised to give me three coppers today!" Said three coppers. When doing so, Po also stretched out three little fingers.

Wang Chunniang shook her head...

This baby is hopeless. He must go to the old patriarch and the others to talk to him.

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On the village street, the old patriarch was surrounded by a group of people.

It was Blacksmith Yang who spoke first. He said to the old patriarch and Li Zheng: "Chief, I have something to ask. I heard from my brother-in-law two days ago that our village scholar teaches in the county and makes a lot of money. Where’s the money! When will our village get a primary school? Our eldest child still can’t write his own name!”

"The house next to our village ancestral hall is also vacant. Do you think you can help coordinate it?" Blacksmith Yang really hopes that his children can learn more.After all, neither he nor Mr. Zhang are people who have learned too much knowledge, but Dabao is their child, and both of them hope that their child can live a better life than theirs.

"Ah, is it really that profitable? I also want to send my child away, but...does it have to be handed over to Shu? Is it expensive?"

"If it's too expensive, we won't go. We have five children, so let our son go!"

Everyone started chattering around the topic of the primary school. In the end, everyone found that Zhao Heng didn't speak.

"Hey, Dad Abao, does your Ah Xuan know a lot of words? Your Ah Xuan teaches really well. He even helped me write a letter home last time!" someone asked Zhao Heng.

But Zhao Heng answered the question incorrectly: "A Bao doesn't know how to read."

After Zhao Heng said this, everyone who was still having a heated discussion suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. In the end, some people couldn't hold it back and said in surprise: "It's normal for girls to not know how to read. Anyway, those who will get married in the future will be raised by others." Daughter!"

Zhao Heng was not interested in refuting, he looked directly at the old patriarch.

The old patriarch was very unreasonable when facing Zhao Heng. When he saw Zhao Heng looking at him again, he immediately said with a serious face: "Girls are fine too, but once we really set up a primary school, everyone will definitely have to fight." It's built, I heard there is one in a village, I'll go out and have a look when the road can be cleared."

Zhao Heng withdrew his gaze and said nothing more.

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When Zhao Heng came back from shoveling the snow, he saw A Bao holding a bunch of small wooden sticks and counting. Wang Chunniang made them for her. They strung the sorghum stalks together with threads. A Bao was sitting on the threshold with a chubby bunch. Counting them one by one, mumbling something.

"Why are you so positive today?" Zhao Heng asked Wang Chunniang while washing his hands.

Wang Chunniang looked lovingly at Pang Dundun who was counting obediently. She said in a dumbfounded voice, "Why else? Her eldest brother promised to give her a copper plate. Can she not study hard?"

Zhao Heng smiled and walked towards the kitchen. As a result, he saw Lin Xiang coming in carrying dried vegetables in the yard. Lin Xiang, who was always a little scared when she saw him, actually looked at Zhao Heng with some dissatisfaction. .

Zhao Heng took several steps, but finally stopped and asked Lin Xiang, "Axiang, what do you think of me?" It was as if he had done something heinous.

Lin Xiang was afraid of Zhao Heng from the bottom of her heart, because Zhao Heng's aura was too strong and he lacked self-respect. But as soon as she saw the little fat boy sitting on the threshold and counting hard, she gained courage. He raised his neck and said to Zhao Heng: "Zhao... Brother Zhao, you... you took Ah Bao's copper coins again this morning... It's not easy for Ah Bao to earn copper coins..."

Lin Xiang really can't stand it anymore!Such a good baby, how badly she was cheated by her father!
A Bao earns copper coins by working during the day, but he can't stand Zhao Heng taking them every morning!
In this way, A Bao would only work for a year, and the copper coins would only be lost but not increased.

Zhao Heng also didn't expect Lin Xiang to say this. He raised his eyebrows: "I know."

After Lin Xiang said these words, she hurriedly ran to the kitchen, and then she patted her chest and gasped for air. Mom, I was really scared to death. I was scared to death by Zhao Heng.

"Abao, come out to play! My mother made delicious steamed buns. Don't you like to eat them the most?" Yang Dabao shouted at the door of Zhao's house. Beside him, Xiao Hui was holding it obediently. An oil paper bag.

Abao felt that she had been counting for a long time today. She turned around and glanced at Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan smiled softly, nodded, and put a copper plate in the big pocket on her chest. Bao Bao then happily ran towards Yang Dabao.

Seeing A Bao running out, Jiang Ting immediately followed him to prevent A Bao from being bullied again.

"Chun Niang, come here and help me find someone to choose." Zhao Heng shouted towards Wang Chun Niang.

"Who is the candidate?" Wang Chunniang asked in surprise. "The village is going to open a primary school. I have identified a few candidates for the master. Come and have a look." Zhao Heng said to Wang Chunniang.

When Wang Chunniang saw the detailed list, she first looked at Zhao Heng in surprise: "The patriarch should not have thought that even the teacher's wife was arranged to enter the village behind your back."

"Furthermore, you clearly know that in this list, it must be Mrs. Bai who cares about me the most. You still bring it to me to make a decision. What? Give me a pillow?" Wang Chunniang looked at Zhao Heng in a funny way. .

"Okay, it's settled. Let him come, and I will arrange everything. You can prepare a small schoolbag for Abao and the others tomorrow." Zhao Heng smiled, holding the list in hand, and went out to work again.

After working hard all morning, Po was finally able to go out and play wildly. He didn't come back until dinner time.

But probably because she was too happy, when Abao ran in from the outside, she accidentally tripped over the threshold. She was fine because the clothes she was wearing were very round, but what surprised the Zhao family : After Abao got up, he looked at the threshold where he tripped and suddenly said: Damn it!
A Bao's voice was very milky. The Zhao family was stunned when such three curse words came out. Zhao Xuan quickly walked over, took A Bao's hand, and led her to the house. Go inside.

Jiang Ting wanted to reach out and cover Abao's mouth, but it was too late.

"Stop! Go and stand against the wall!" Zhao Heng suddenly called out to Ah Bao with a cold look on his face and said towards Ah Bao.

As soon as Abao heard her father's angry tone, she was so frightened that she went to stand against the wall. Of course, this fear was only due to her fear of her father, not her awareness of what she had done wrong.

"Dad, what's wrong with me?" Abao stood by the wall obediently, and then looked at Zhao Heng with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhao Heng was sitting on the bench. Hearing Abao ask this, he raised his eyebrows lazily and said angrily: "Who did you learn to curse from?"

"How could I have cursed anyone?" Abao hadn't realized when she had cursed anyone.

"Damn it." Zhao Heng said with a cold face: "These three words are curses. Who did you learn them from?"

Abao scratched his little hat.

Zhao Heng looked at Jiang Ting expressionlessly again: "Say!"

Jiang Ting glanced at Pang Dundun who was still scratching his head. He had no choice but to say: "We went to the south of the village to play today and heard Grandma Daxi cursing. Maybe she learned it at that time."

Zhao Heng frowned.

Children's imitation ability is actually very strong. If they stay in this kind of environment for a long time, stop swearing, and they may even learn to swear smoothly in the future.

The same principle applies to Mencius' mother moving three times in the past.

Seeing that Zhao Heng was silent, A Bao's short legs began to tremble, her lips pursed, and she did not dare to look at Zhao Heng's face.

"Bring over your money jar." Zhao Heng is very good at identifying people's weaknesses. For Abao, this clay jar is her biggest weakness right now.

As soon as she heard that Zhao Heng was going to take her pottery pot, Abao suddenly panicked, moved her short legs and ran towards her house, squealing, and tried to close the door.

How can a little ginseng outrun an adult? In the end, Abao's clay pot was cleared.

Lin Xiang turned her face away. She couldn't bear to watch anymore. Didn't Brother Zhao see that A Bao was almost crying?

"Are you going to pick up random words and curse people in the future?" Zhao Heng looked at the fat man holding an empty money jar and asked in a cold voice.

"No... I won't learn." Abao pursed his lips and said obediently.

"From today on, if you learn one more curse word, I will empty your clay pot once. And your wages will be reduced from one copper plate to half a copper plate, one every two days." Zhao Heng finally came to a conclusion.

A Bao felt that her two little carrot legs were almost unable to hold on... Why did Daddy keep staring at her clay pots?She watched helplessly as her father put the copper plates in his clay pots into his sleeves.

Abao tilted his little head and thought for a moment, it seemed like his work in the past few days was in vain!

Woohoo, never curse anyone again.

"Ating will pay more attention to her in the future." Zhao Heng said another sentence to Jiang Ting before standing up.

Jiang Ting nodded.

"Zhao Abao, come here and give me a pat on the shoulder." Zhao Heng's voice rang again.

Abao quickly ran over...

(End of this chapter)