The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

  Chapter 82 United Front

  Mr.'s study.

  Meng Xuexue carefully studied the two paintings in front of him.

  Zhao Zhitong stood with his small hands behind his back and looked straight at Mr., his eyes full of anticipation.

  Zhao Yue stood awkwardly beside Zhao Zhitong, lowered his head and stared at his toes, but didn't dare to look at Mr.

   After a while, Meng Xuexue glanced at Zhao Yue, and said with a smile: "Zhao Yue, is this written by you?"

As soon as Mr.    opened his mouth, Zhao Yue became more nervous: "Yes, sir."

  Zhao Zhitong was extremely excited, pointing to another set of words: "Sir, this is also written by myself, sir, please help us to see, which of the two of us can write better?"

  Meng Xue smiled cheerfully, stroked his beard and said, "Both of you have made great progress, especially Zhao Yue, who has made great progress."

  Zhao Yue blushed when he heard that, and looked up at Mr. quietly: "Mr. Xie praised."

  Zhao Zhitong stared at the husband with round eyes, looking forward to his evaluation.

Meng Xuejiao smiled: "Let's talk about the character of the girl first. Compared with before, it has improved a lot. The layout is neat, the font size is uniform, and the main character is prominent, but the center of gravity of the font is not stable enough. It needs a lot of practice. It must not be done. Relax."

  Zhao Zhitong nodded happily: "Mr. Xie's comment."

Then Meng Xuexue looked at Zhao Yue again and said: "Zhao Yue, your handwriting has improved a lot compared to before. The writing has begun to show a chic atmosphere, and the handwriting is clearly visible, but it is a little lacking in the prominence of the main pen. Keep practicing."

  Listening to the affirmation of his husband, Zhao Yue felt as happy as eating jelly beans.

  This is the first time he has been praised, with stars shining in his eyes, he nodded heavily: "Mr. Xie's comment, this disciple must practice hard!"

  Finally, Mr. Wang didn’t say whose font is better than monk’s. He only said that these two characters have merits and are easy to be inappropriate. They need to learn from each other and make progress together.

   After receiving the teacher's affirmation and guidance, the two children thanked the teacher and returned to the classroom.

  Zhao Zhitong said childishly to Zhao Yue: "This time, let's treat it as a tie, but I will continue to work hard, and I will definitely write better than you in the future!"

  Zhao Yue raised his face and snorted coldly: "If you continue to work hard, will I stop working hard? At that time, I don't know who is better than whom."

  At this time, the teacher came, and the students sat back to their seats one after another, and the class began.

   This is the last class in the afternoon, and we will leave school after class.

After school, Zhao Zhitong was going to read books with two friends, but just after leaving school, he heard some parents and children who came to pick up their children said that her grandmother and step-grandmother Wang had a fight in the village up.

  Zhao Zhitong was wondering if Zhao Yu was real, only then did he realize that Zhao Yu, who was irresistible to pick her up, didn't come today.

   That means something must have happened at home!

   "Qiao Jiaojiao, Lan Lan, I won't read books with you today."

  Zhao Zhitong said, and ran to the village with the cage.

   "Tongtong (Zhao Zhuangzhuang), I'll go with you!" Qiao Muchen and Wei Shulan yelled, and they also chased after him.

   Zhao Yue, who had just walked to the gate of the school, also heard the news, and in the mood of watching the excitement, he also trotted over.

   When they arrived, grandma and Wang had stopped fighting.

   Mrs. Wang ignored it at first, and was pointed at by the surrounding villagers, and her face was swollen, which was very embarrassing. At this time, Zhao Baishan, who had been rushed over after hearing the news, was called back by old man Zhao.

   And grandma and the others are dusting off her body.

   "Grandma, grandma!"

  Zhao Zhitong ran over in a hurry, threw himself into grandma's arms, and murmured: "Grandma, are you injured?"

  Zhao Guifen was taken aback for a moment: "The girl is out of school?"

  Zhao Zhitong's eyes were red: "Yes, yes."

   "OK, let's go, let's go home first."

  Even if the fight is won, it would be somewhat embarrassing for others to watch the excitement. Now that the baby's granddaughter is back, Zhao Guifen stopped scolding the Wang family, and took Zhao Zhitong with her, and rushed to Zhao's house if there were pedestrians.

   Qiao Muchen and Wei Shulan seemed to be fine, so they were ready to go home.

  Then, the two little ones ran into Zhao Caizheng wearing a gorgeous dress on the street, and they spoke ill of Zhao Zhitong to the children in the same village on the street.

  Zhao Cai: "Let me tell you, Zhao Zhitong is very bad, his father deliberately harmed my tavern, and she herself is also a suing ghost.

   As far as Zhao Yue from our village is concerned, you all know, Zhao Butcher’s son, because Zhao Zhitong complained to Zhao Yue’s father, his father beat him. If you don't believe me, you can ask them. They are Zhao Yue's good friends and know everything. "

  The two boys that Zhao Cai referred to were Zhao Yue's former friends. Later, in the Xiaolinmo incident, because they abandoned Zhao Yue and ran away, Zhao Yue never got along with them again.

  At this time, they somehow became in league with Zhao Cai.

   And Zhao Yue, who was not far away, happened to hear Zhao Cai's words.

  He doesn't like that annoying spirit, he thinks she is annoying, and he likes to fight against her.

  However, hearing other people say bad things about the annoying spirit behind their backs now made him uncomfortable.

  So, he rushed up immediately, and said harshly: "Hey! What nonsense are you talking about!"

   Zhao Yue's sudden appearance shocked the few people who were doing bad things.

   Seeing that it was Zhao Yue, he was not afraid anymore. Zhao Cai knew that Zhao Yue hated Zhao Zhitong, so she immediately said triumphantly: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhao Yue. Zhao Yue, tell me, is Zhao Zhitong a complainant? Did she cause you to be beaten by your father!"

   It was exposed on the spot that he was beaten by his father, so Zhao Yueneng was so happy: "Shut up! At a young age, you are just like a gossip woman on the street, so ugly."

  Being called a gossip and being ugly, Zhao Cai's face turned ugly, and she quit immediately.

   At this moment, Qiao Muchen and Wei Shulan also walked over, and Wei Shulan was still holding a long wooden stick in his hand.

   Wei Shulan yelled at them aggressively, "Hey! Are you guys gossiping? I annoy people who gossip the most!"

   As he spoke, he shook the wooden root in his hand.

  Many children in the village knew that Wei Shulan was a child of the Wei squire's family. Therefore, those children who watched the excitement scattered and fled in a flash.

  In the blink of an eye, Zhao Cai was left alone.

  Qiao Muchen may look petite and petite, but when she is fierce, she is also very scary.

  Facing Zhao Cai said: "You are ugly, and you are still talking bad things about others in the takeaway. You have a big face. Next time we hear you talking bad things about Zhao Zhitong outside, we will see you and hit you every time!"

  Zhao Cai pursed her mouth, her eye circles were red, she was so frightened that she was about to cry in the next second.

  The three little ones still warned her viciously.

  Zhao Yue bared his teeth and said viciously: "Hurry up and get out!"

  He already looked a bit like his father, Butcher Zhao. His appearance was not that delicate and delicate. At this time, he looked like a bully, which was really scary.

"Wow!"

  Then, Zhao Caigong was frightened and cried, and ran home crying.

   "Hmph! This kind of gossip woman is the most annoying." Zhao Yue snorted coldly, and glared at Zhao Cai who was running away.

  The three formed a front for the first time, venting their anger for Zhao Zhitong on the street.

  (end of this chapter)