Hearing her say that she would pay extra money to invite the female master, the women in the village were grateful, and pulled her and Zheng to toast them.

These wines are not good wines, they are the kind of copper plates that can buy a catty, but because of the enthusiasm of the villagers, mixed with gratitude, this wine also has a little more affection, and it tastes unique.

After the meal, Mobao brought his little servant and offered his own treasure, "The words are written by me, my uncle said, my father has a lot of money in the school, so I should write it at home, my father's words are not as good as mine, so I will do it for me." Third master, don't dislike it, although it is not as good as what my uncle wrote in person, but the difference is not too big, I have been writing in the study for many days. This is a couplet.,The name of the school I'll let people play the plaque.,I'll let people urge for a while.,Make sure it can be hung on this door the day after tomorrow.。 ”

Originally, He Liang heard that it was written by this kid, and he was a little disappointed, but I heard him say that he had written it for many days, and he felt that it was better than no couplet, this kid had been in school for two or three years, and no matter how bad the writing was, it was estimated that it would not be much worse.

As he spoke, he opened the box and unfolded the couplet.

"Yo, that's good!"

"Yes, Mobao, if you don't dare to say this word, who else dares to say it?"

“……”

Everyone present praised one after another, Xiao Qingyue also saw this character for the first time, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt that this word was familiar, this is not like Mobao's words, to be honest, this kid's handwriting is not bad, but he has not yet practiced his style.

But this word ......

He Jinhuai's eyes narrowed.

The two tacitly didn't speak.

For everyone's praise, Mobao hehehe.

It was already after noon, and the sun was big, so the He family didn't continue to stay, and got up to say goodbye.

When they arrived at the door of the house, a few boys wanted to go home for a lunch break, but before they left, Mobao's back collar was grabbed by He Jinhuai, "Where are you going?" ”

"Uncle?" Mo Bao was surprised, "What are you doing?" I'm going home for a lunch break. ”

At the same time, he muttered in his heart, the uncle's face was a little ugly.

"Lunch break? Things haven't been made clear, and you still want to take a lunch break? So saying, he carried him to his house.

He Lichang and Zheng looked at it, and the third child was going to be angry.

"Third child, what are you doing?" Zheng asked busily.

Xiao Qingyue said, "Daddy, it's no big deal, you all go back first, just talk to him about your studies."

"What does the third child look like he is talking about? Go and take a look, don't let the third child beat people. ”

"Okay, I'll go now, you can go back quickly, it's hot."

Xiao Qingyue told the two elders to enter the house again, and she didn't see the two in the living room, so she went to the study.

Pushing open the door of the study, he saw Mo Bao standing with his head down, and He Jinhuai's face was gloomy.

"You still don't say it?"

"Uncle, that's what I wrote."

"You're blind to me?" He Jinhuai said unhappily, "I can't read my own handwriting? ”

Xiao Qingyue also sat aside, "Mobao, what's the matter with you?" Your uncle asked you to write, how do you take your uncle's? ”

Mo Bao pouted, "I originally wrote it." ”

"Do you dare to be hard-mouthed? Do you really dare not beat you? He Jinhuai glared at him, "You don't know what I mean by letting you write?" ”

"I didn't know it at first, but then I did, and you want to make a good name for me." Mo Bao kicked his feet, secretly looked up and saw that He Jinhuai's face was black to the bottom of the pot, and thought, Uncle won't like me in the future, right?