The way Zhang Jiaohua won the giant is an unspeakable secret. Δ Even if Zhang Jiaohua practiced the power of Meishan stance, he was afraid he would not be sure to let the giant turn over. But it would be much simpler to let Jinhu and others take action. Simply put, when Zhang Jiaohua dropped the flip board in his hand, Jinhu turned over the giant and solved the problem. Strictly speaking, Zhang Jiaohua did a bad job, but Ma Sibao was not a good person. What is the difference between taking such a giant and cheating?

"Beggar, don't tell my father about what happened today. If my father knows that I tore the textbook and make a flip board, he will beat me to death." Zhang Yuanbao said.

"A few miscellaneous books are fine." Zhang Jiaohua comforted.

"No. I tore up the Chinese and math books," Zhang Yuanbao said with a sad face.

"Then you should be ready to die. I guess your Chinese teacher will be going to have a home visit soon." Zhang Jiaohua immediately decided that Zhang Yuanbao was not worthy of pity at all. He deserved to be beaten with a stick. This behavior would even lose its skin even if he didn't die. But Zhang Jiaohua felt that his uncle should not be able to do it. His aunt probably could do it, but he would be held back by his uncle in the end. But this bastard must not be saved. I don't know if it was hanging on the pig pen and pumping it with bamboo branches, or pressing it on the bench and patting it with the soles of his shoes. Think about it, this scene is really, ahem, it's really enjoyable.

"Beggar, anyway, your grades are so good. If you don't go to class, your teacher will not care about you. Will you let me take your Chinese book to class?" Zhang Yuanbao immediately panicked. When he was in Chinese class today, the teacher asked Zhang Yuanbao why he didn't bring Chinese book. Zhang Yuanbao didn't dare to say that his book was used to make flip boards. Instead, he said he had forgotten to bring it. But tomorrow he would say that he had forgotten to bring it, and I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to pass the test.

"What's the point of taking my second-grade Chinese language certificate? You'd better ask the seniors if anyone still keeps it at home?" Zhang Yaohua said angrily.

"How could it be left? The few cents per pound of money have been collected for those who have collected the long goods (collected goods: scraps). This time I am dead." Zhang Yuanbao then remembered that Zhang Yaohua was only in the second grade. The pictures on the cover of the textbook were different, and you can see it at a glance.

"Then I can't help you. I decided to clean your butt." Zhang Yaohua said with a smile.

"Beggar, teach me how to beat me. Didn't the Meishan navy master know how to beat me? If I practice beat me, I don't have to be afraid of whatever they use." Zhang Yuanbao quickly thought of a solution.

Of course, he had heard of the god beat Zhang Yaohua, but he had never practiced it. The old Taoist master said that this god beat was useless to practice. So he had never practiced it. In fact, this kung fu is very useful. For example, when you do something wrong and are spanked by your parents, ask the god to come and beat him. No matter whether he beats him with a stick, fir leaves, or bamboo branches, it doesn’t hurt at all when he hits him. He really knows that this god beat Zhang Yaohua, and it takes a lot of effort to practice.

"Do you really want to practice?" Zhang Yaohua asked.

"I really want to." Zhang Yuanbao nodded.

"Okay, I'll teach you, you can get up early tomorrow." Zhang Yaohua said.

On that day, when they returned to the gardening field, the two of them stayed in the house after dinner. Zhang Yaohua never did homework, and even if the teacher changed, the habit of changing the teacher was still not changed. Zhang Yuanbao tore up all the books and made a flip board, so the homework could not be done at all. The two of them sat there watching TV. The gardening field did not have an outdoor antenna, and the images received were not clear with the indoor antenna alone. However, they could not stop the enthusiasm of the two of them from watching TV.

"Beggar, will you really teach me how to beat me tomorrow morning?" Zhang Yuanbao asked.

"Well. But you have to get up early. It's your business whether you can get up." Zhang Yaohua knew that Zhang Yuanbao didn't have much perseverance.

That night, Zhang Yaohua did not fall asleep again, but woke up at around 5 o'clock in the morning. Zhang Yuanbao was still sleeping soundly.

"Brother Yuanbao, Brother Yuanbao." Zhang Yaohua shouted twice and gave up.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and early in the morning, the kids were still lying in the quilt. Yuanbao turned over and rolled the quilt tightly.

It was already white outside, and the floor of the gardening field had been covered with a large bed of cotton. Zhang Qiaohua still walked towards the plum blossom pile. The plum blossom pile was also covered with thick white snow. However, Zhang Qiaohua was still not ready to give up the exercise this morning. He didn't care about the snow on the plum blossom pile, but jumped up and stepped on the snow on the plum blossom pile directly under his feet.

After Zhang Beihua practiced his kung fu for a whole morning, Zhang Yuanbao finally woke up.

"Oh, the snow is so thick! Beggar, why don't you call me when you wake up in the morning? You promised to ask me to get up in the morning to practice the magical battle." Zhang Yuanbao was very dissatisfied.

"Then there is nothing I can do. I have called you several times. It's not my business that you can't wake up. I can't practice today. Hurry up, I'm going to be late." Zhang Yaohua rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Can't you learn when you get up late?" Zhang Yuanbao asked.

"You have to get up early. And now you can't practice the weather. It must be sunny." Zhang Yaohua shook her head.

"Ah, it's so difficult to practice?" Zhang Yuanbao frowned.

A white snowball suddenly flew down from the roof and hit Zhang Yuanbao's head, smashing into pieces.

"Who?" Zhang Yuanbao looked around and saw a fat cat lying lazily under the eaves.

Zhang Yuanbao grabbed a handful of snow on the ground, pinched it into a hard snow ball, and directly hit the fat cat's head. The fat cat was sleeping soundly and was hit right away.

"Meow!" The fat cat opened his eyes angrily.

"Fat cat, don't think I don't know you're messing around behind the scenes. You can smash the snow ball and throw you into the pond to feed the fish." Zhang Yuanbao said loudly.

The fat cat became popular now and was shot while lying down. Forget it, he was even threatened by such a threat. After all, he was the leader of the cat tribe, so how could he be insulted? So he summoned the cat group.

“Meow!”

With a sound of the assembly call, more than a hundred black cats rushed over quickly. These cats were so smart that they even knew how to pinch snow balls with their claws.

"I forgot to tell that Fat Cat is the most revenge." Zhang Yaohua looked at Zhang Yuanbao with sympathy.

Before Zhang Yuanbao understood what Zhang Yaohua said, he heard Zhang Yaohua say again, "Don't be too close to me, as it will implicate me."

As soon as Zhang Yaohua avoided, he saw snowballs falling down like raindrops. Fortunately, the fat cats' claws were not as big as human hands after all, and the snowballs were not very big, and the force they threw over was not very big. Although Zhang Yuanbao was very embarrassed by the snowball, he did not suffer any substantial damage.

Looking at Zhang Yuanbao's embarrassing appearance, Zhang Yaohua laughed and hurt her stomach.

Zhang Yuanbao carried an empty schoolbag and was kicked out of the classroom by the teacher when he arrived at school.

Zhang Shunlin drove Zhang Yuanbao home directly, "You bastard, don't even bring a book. You can do nothing. Hurry up and get the book for me."

When Zhang Shunlin arrived at school early in the morning, he heard the boy in the class beat Zhang Yuanbao and tore all the books and flipped the boards. And he lost all to Ma Sibao.

Zhang Shunlin thought to himself: Do you think you are Zhang Yaohua at the basketball day? He is so bold. A big-ticket child is so gambled. If he doesn’t teach a lesson, what will happen if he grows up in the future?

Of course, Zhang Yuanbao had no place to get books and didn't dare to go home. If he went back like this, wouldn't he beg for a fight? So he ran directly to the mountain next to the school to build a snowman. He was preparing to wait until after school to go home.

But it was snowing and the weather was cold. He was in the mountains and there was no place to cook fire. The temperature in the mountains was much lower than in the classroom. Within half a day, his whole body was already cold. But he was afraid of fighting and dared not run out.

"Beggar, do you know? Yuanbao was driven back by Shunlin. Yuanbao was told by the people in their class that Yuanbao was making a flip board. Shunlin was so angry that he drove Yuanbao back directly." The mute ran out to find out about it. In fact, he wanted to borrow Zhang Yuanbao's flip board to play. After he went there, he found out that Zhang Yuanbao had flip board home with the giant flip board.

"He went home? How could it be? It would be strange if he didn't get beaten to death when he went back. He must be hiding somewhere." Zhang Yaohua knew this cousin best. He walked out of the classroom and shouted at the foot of the mountain, "Brother Yuanbao!"

But no one responded.

"Have he gone home?" Zhang Yaohua was a little strange. But she felt a strange feeling in her heart. This feeling was not very good, which made Zhang Yaohua a little anxious. She simply stopped going back to class and went back to the gardening field.

"Beghua, why are you back?" Zhang Youlian thought Zhang Beghua had skipped class again when she saw Zhang Beghua coming back so early.

"Brother Yuanbao hasn't come back?" Zhang Yaohua asked strangely.

"School hasn't come out yet, how could he come back so early?" Zhang Youlian asked in confusion.

"Then has he gone home? The mute said that Brother Yuanbao was driven back by Shunlin early in the morning." Zhang Yaohua could only tell the truth. He felt something might be wrong.

"Yinbao has not come back!" Zhang Youlian panicked.

"Uncle, hurry up and go home to check it out. Grandpa's house is also there. I'm going back to school. I don't know if Brother Yuanbao has gone to someone else's house." Zhang Yaohua frowned.

"Then I'll go home first." Zhang Youlian quickly put down the work in his hand and ran home immediately.

Hu Xiaoqing watched the man run back in a panic, thinking that something had happened. "Youlian, you ran back in such a hurry. Did you have something happened in the gardening field?"

"Beggar said that Teacher Shunlin drove Yuanbao back early this morning. But this bastard hasn't seen anyone yet. I don't know where he went. Hasn't he come back?"

"No!" Hu Xiaoqing was also panicked, quickly changed her shoes, and ran outside, "I'll go to the old house to take a look. Go to school quickly."
Chapter completed!