Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 599 Mask

  Bai Shanbao persuaded Manbao to stay in the city tomorrow. He said: "Listening to Wei Chen, the city is fun. There are not only boat races but also Nuo operas. Have you ever seen Nuo operas?"

  Man Bao shook his head, "I haven't seen it, have you seen it?"

   "I vaguely remembered seeing it once in Longzhou when I was a child. I don't remember it very clearly. Anyway, it's very interesting. It's used to get rid of the ghost epidemic, with a mask on my face. It's fun."

  Man Bao was tempted by him, but she promised Keke to find something good for it.

Seeing her move, Bai Shanbao continued: "It is the Dragon Boat Festival. There must be a lot of flowers and plants on the street. The ones you plant in the yard are not blooming. I saw that there are quite a few on the street. Then we will buy some. Come back beautifully."

  But what she wants is not the flowers she has seen on the street, but the ones she has never seen.

  Man Bao was thinking so, Keke suddenly said: "The host can go if you want, but don't forget to make up for me after the Dragon Boat Festival."

  Man Bao's eyes lit up, and he responded happily in his heart.

  Koke added: “If you see a creature you haven’t seen tomorrow, remember to include it.”

  Man Bao only got the benefit, so I accepted it without even thinking about it.

  Man Bao nodded to Bai Shanbao, "Okay, tomorrow we will go to the street to watch Nuo opera!"

  So Bai Shanbao was happy, Manbao was happy, and Keke was also satisfied.

  White Jiro saw the two of them and decided by themselves, a little unhappy, "Why don't you ask me?"

  Bai Shanbao lowered his head, looking down at him sitting on the wicker chair strangely, "Aren't you going?"

   "Go!"

  Bai Shanbao: "Isn't that all right?"

  He turned his head to look at Man Bao and asked, "What class did Mr. teach you today?"

  The two discussed and studied.

  Shirajiro:...

  He bulged his cheeks and decided to ignore them, but after a while, he couldn't help but talk to the two of them, "There will be a Nuo show tomorrow? Then should we buy some masks too?"

  The two people who were talking about their schoolwork were immediately turned away from their attention, Bai Shanbao said: "The street was very lively when I came back just now."

  Man Bao was tempted, "Then we will go out to play in a while?"

  "Why are you doing it for a while, go out now." Bai Shanbao said to go and left, turned and ran to pick up the book basket in Da Ji's hand, took it back to his room, and then stuffed a few dollars into his purse.

  He ran out to greet the two friends, "Let’s go!"

  Every day after school, it is free time after school. Mr. Zhuang never restricts them to study, and relies on everyone's own consciousness, so they have to run out to play, and no one stops them.

  Daji silently followed them out.

  The chef heard the movement and ran out and exclaimed, "Master, you come back earlier, I'm going to start making late meals."

  Bai Shanbao waved his hand carelessly, turned his head and asked Manbao, "Where are Brother Chu and Zhou Lijun?"

  "Going out," Man Bao went out of the alley and was surprised to see so many new stalls on the street, "So busy?"

  The three of them walked along the street, and soon saw the stall selling masks, they couldn't help but rush to pick them out.

  In some of the larger stalls, there are a lot of ghost noodles, and they are also very scary, with a lot of colors.

  Man Bao chose one to wear on his face and asked Bai Shanbao, "Are you afraid?"

  Bai Shanbao glanced at it, then shook his head and said, "Not afraid."

  He put on his own and asked, "Where is mine?"

   "It's not terrible either."

   Suddenly a hand was placed on the shoulder of the two of them, and they couldn't help turning their heads together. A hideous ghost face suddenly appeared in front of them. The two of them couldn't help but screamed together and took a step back.

Bai Erlang took off the mask and laughed at the two of them, happily, "Scared you? Hahahaha, this mask must be hidden and put on secretly before it is scary. You just look at the scaryness of each other wearing it. of?"

  The two felt that what he said made sense, so they looked at each other and then turned around and bought two masks that looked the most terrible.

   "Sister!" Seeing Man Bao, Zhou Lijun hurried over with a basket on his back, "Sister, what are you doing here?"

   "Buy a mask," Man Bao generously placed a mask in her hand on her face and compared it with a smile, and said with a smile: "This one is also very suitable for you. I'll give it to you."

  Bai Shanbao glanced at her back basket and asked, "What did you do?"

"My uncle and I went out of the city," Zhou Lijun said happily, "Sister, you don't know that wormwood sells better in Yizhou City. We went out to mow the wormwood early this morning, and then tied it into a small bundle. , A small bundle was sold for only half a day, and it was more expensive than the one sold in the county."

   "How expensive?"

"Siwen a bundle of money, my fourth uncle and I occupied a stall. We sold more than one hundred bundles in total. We plan to go to the stall tomorrow morning." Zhou Lijun said: "Now the fourth uncle is still cutting moxa outside the city. As for the grass, I am afraid that you are worried, so let me come back in advance and say that he may be back late."

  Man Bao responded, indicating that he knew.

  Bai Shanbao and Baijiro said that they couldn’t understand, “You can sell wormwood? Isn’t this thing everywhere?”

   "Of course I can. My second brother sold wormwood in the county a few years ago."

  Bai Shanbao suddenly realized, "I said, why do people say that every year on the Dragon Boat Festival, all the good wormwood near the village is cut by people, so they have to go far away to cut the wormwood..."

  White Erlang also remembered, “The little friend I played with had to take a sickle to the fields far away to cut it every year during the Dragon Boat Festival. It turns out that all the good wormwood near the entrance of the village was cut by your family?”

  Man Bao blinked, "They are all wild, the first is the best. Who told them not to cut it two days in advance?"

  "This stuff is everywhere in the village. How good is it to cut back and insert fresh ones on the Dragon Boat Festival? Why do you want to cut it in advance?" Bai Shanbao said, "No one thought that your house would even sell wormwood?"

  Man Bao snorted, "Many people in the village know about it..."

  Bai Shanbao said he didn’t know, otherwise he would take a sickle and cut a lot of them home in advance, and put one on each door frame.

  The four of them bought the masks, watched some interesting things on the street, and walked home slowly.

  It’s not early after all, they decided to come out early tomorrow to play.

  White Jiro is very thankful, "Fortunately, Mr. Zhuang didn't arrange my schoolwork. I have to go to bed earlier at night, come out earlier tomorrow, and play later."

  Man Bao also nodded gratefully.

  Bai Shanbao: "...I have homework."

  Man Bao and Bai Erlang glanced at him sympathetically, expressing their helplessness.

  Bai Shanbao stared at Man Bao and said, "If you say that you want to study together, you have to do the same thing. You can’t say nothing but count."

  "Helping with homework is unethical."

   "Choose it. Either do half of it for me and I copy it; or you can do all the questions I have done. You promised to accompany me to study."

  Man Bao thought for a while, and decisively chose the first immoral one, "That has to hide from Mr.".

  　 The next update is around nine o'clock in the evening

  (End of this chapter)