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The prince was lying on the ground, watching helplessly as Abao punched his shoulder.

He wanted to fight back, but... he didn't have the strength at all.

Why is a little girl of several years old so strong?

"Abao, great victory!" Abao cried out when he saw the prince being beaten down.

Dabao asked Kangkang with some worry: "Kangkang, will something happen to Abao like this? Will the palace send someone to look for him?"

Kangkang shook his head and said: "No, the palace just sent the prince to be beaten! Just watch!"

Kangkang said.

Because when Abao looked at his eldest brother just now, he clearly saw his eldest brother nodding, which meant that the eldest brother allowed Abao to hit him. The eldest brother must understand better than the younger ones.

So, just hit him and nothing will happen.

"My dad is indeed right, fists and heads are both useful." A Bao jumped happily.

The accompanying father-in-law quickly stepped forward to help the prince up, but was stopped by the prince.

"Come again, how could I be beaten to the ground by a child?" The prince's competitive spirit was aroused, and he shouted towards A Bao: "Come again."

Abao frowned and said, "I already knocked you down! Why do you have to come again?"

"Do you mind if I bring a weapon?" the prince asked Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan also frowned and said, "Prince, my sister is just a child and has no weapons."

"It doesn't matter, let's give it a real try!" the prince said.

In fact, he doesn't like to wield swords or guns, and he has only learned swordsmanship.

At this time, the prince had never thought that if he still lost with a weapon, it would be even more ridiculous.

"A Bao, bring dad's big sword here, and you can compete with the prince." Zhao Xuan said to A Bao.

Abao was stunned, eh, daddy doesn’t have a big sword? The one with the big sword is Po!

While Abao was stunned, Kangkang had already pulled Abao and ran away: "I'll get it with Abao."

With that said, he took A Bao and ran away.

On the way, Abao asked about his doubts: "Kangkang, my dad doesn't have a big sword!"

"Brother said this on purpose. He was referring to your big sword as his godfather's sword. In this way, even if the prince loses, he will think that he lost to his godfather's sword, not you! "Kangkang explained to Abao.

But at this point, Kangkang paused again.

He thought for a while and then said to A Bao: "A Bao, I know you are strong, but you can be a little less strong when you use the sword later. Do you still remember what Grandpa Zhang said? He It is said that if a tree grows taller than other trees in the forest, it will be blown away by the wind, so you just need to beat the prince, and you don't have to use too much effort."

Abao nodded in understanding.

……

In the front yard of Zhao's house, when the prince saw Abao dragging the big knife over, he couldn't help but laugh: "Can you use such a big knife?"

Abao snorted: "Of course! Let's get started!"

Abao always remembers Kangkang's words, don't use too much force, don't use too much force!

So, in the end, she only sharpened the point of the prince's sword a little bit.

Prince: "..."

Before he even had time to perform any moves, the sword was destroyed by the fat kid opposite.

"A Bao has another great victory!" A Bao shouted happily.

Prince: "..."

But when he thought about staying here for three days, the prince suddenly felt that his days were like years.

"I want to drink chicken soup. Is there anyone in your house who can make it?" The prince got up from the ground and asked several people. Abao nodded: "Of course, I also like to eat cold shredded chicken!"

"Cook one for me!" the prince said.

Just as Abao was about to speak, Zhao Xuan made a gesture towards Abao. Abao immediately shut up and followed Dabao and Kangkang obediently.

"Prince, the elders of our family are not at home. If you want to eat, you have to come by yourself." Zhao Xuan said.

The prince suddenly asked, "Can you kill a chicken?"

Zhao Xuan nodded: "Yes."

The prince frowned: "How could you?"

Zhao Xuan pointed at Abao and the others and said, "They also need to learn. Our family has lived through hard times, so naturally we all need to learn something."

"Let's get started. The prince should also participate." After saying that, Zhao Xuan handed the chicken that his father-in-law brought to the prince.

The next second, the prince's cry of collapse came from the Zhao Mansion.

Abao looked at the prince's facial features that were about to wrinkle together and asked very strangely: "Prince, you still have to pluck the hair before you can cook it."

"You said that, do you know how to do it?" The prince was already furious.

"We all know how to do it! Let's pull some out and show them to you." A Bao and others said.

Then the prince saw that they were really professional in packing the chicken. After packing it for a while, they handed it to him.

Prince: "..."

"A Bao, go collect the firewood and prepare to light a fire." Zhao Xuan said to A Bao.

Several children immediately went to work, while the prince sat there sadly. The father-in-law wanted to step forward to help, but Zhao Xuan stopped him.

"Prince, hurry up and clean up." Zhao Xuan urged from time to time.

The prince collapsed and asked while plucking his hair: "Have you learned this since you were young?"

Zhao Xuan sat next to the prince and said to the prince: "The prince was born in a wealthy family, so he naturally doesn't understand these things, but my parents are both from poor backgrounds. My parents can kill chickens and cook, so We will all be affected by them.”

"Do your parents know both?" the prince asked.

Zhao Xuan said: "Of course, even the benches and chairs in the backyard were made by my parents."

"My sister and I know these things now because my parents also know it!" Zhao Xuan kept blaming the reason on his parents.

"The prince's father is the emperor, what about the queen? Can the queen do this?" Zhao Xuan asked.

"My mother... is good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting." The prince said while plucking his hair.

Zhao Xuan asked doubtfully: "Can you kill chickens? Can you cook? Can you make clothes?"

The prince: "..." shook his head again and again.

Whose lady can learn from this?

"That's right, our parents have different strengths, so it's understandable that the prince doesn't know how to kill chickens for cooking!" Zhao Xuan said.

The prince was thoughtful.

At this moment, Abao ran over and shouted to the prince: "Prince, have you packed your chickens yet?"

Prince: "...almost..."

"The chicken belly hasn't been cleaned yet!" Abao complained.

A minute later, some chicken offal and other things were thrown into the prince's face by Abao and the others.

The prince held on to the wall and couldn't help but vomited out... (End of Chapter)