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"Ah!"

Mingyan, who was the first to rush over, directly experienced the clouds and mist again. This time, she was not so lucky to have a meat mat on her back, and fell straight into the large water tank at the door.

"Plop..."

Immediately afterwards, the second one was picked up by Sister Ma and flew towards the water tank through the clouds and mist.

"Ah..."

Mingyan just climbed up, but he didn't expect that what was waiting for him would be "Taishan overwhelming", and he sat down with a big butt.

"Plop...woo..."

Then, the third one,

"Ah, plop..."

The fourth one,

"Plop..."

"Crash..."

The water tank finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell apart.

"Who dares to make trouble in school!"

Jia Dairu, who had just comforted his grandson, walked out of the classroom with a blow in his beard and a glare. What was left was a mess all over the courtyard, with several boys lying on the ground like dead dogs.

……

"It's over, Third Master, we seem to have caused trouble." On the way, Sister Ma regretted it very much. It was her first day to go to school with Jia Shan, and the result...

"Hey."

Jia Shan also sighed. He felt that letting Sister Ma go to school with him seemed to be a wrong decision. If Sister Ma had not followed him in the morning, he would not have fallen. He could go to school earlier and his homework would not be missed by Jia Qiang.

If the boy hides, what will happen next will never happen...

However, now that it has happened, there is no use regretting it. I can only comfort myself.

It's a blessing in disguise, how can you know it's not a blessing?

When the two returned home, Ping'er was killing time with origami under the eaves. Two lifelike paper cranes stood on the table, spreading their wings and ready to fly.

"Are you feeling unwell? I told you to rest at home for a few days, but you just didn't listen. Now you know, right?" It's not surprising that the two came back together. They just assumed that Jia Shan was feeling unwell and came back to rest.<

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Jia Shan smiled awkwardly and said, "I need to rest for a few more days..." It's easy to say "Jian Jia" a hundred times, but the key is to go back and slap your palms twenty times. With Jia Rui's appearance today, he can easily

Spare yourself? And in the end, Sister Ma’s beating will definitely be blamed on herself. After all, she was the one who instigated it. I don’t know how Jia Dairu will deal with her!

Sad!

Ping'er didn't know what happened next, so he smiled and said, "Come in and lie down for a while. I'll come back with food later."

"There's no need to lie down. Sister Ma is going to move the tables and chairs out. My arms are fine, so I can just write to pass the time."

Ignoring other things for now, let’s finish writing “Jian Jia” a hundred times.

Sister Ma was so worried after the beating that she didn't dare to look at Ping'er, so she hurriedly agreed and ran into the house to move tables and chairs.

Ping'er shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Okay, let's learn how to write first. My arm feels uncomfortable, so I can grind the ink?"

"Okay... By the way, it was quite busy outside when I came in. What's going on?"

Ping'er's green and jade-like hands held the pine smoke ink ingot and gently turned it on the inkstone, and the thick ink gradually took shape.

"A young lady has come to the house. I heard that she is a girl from Grandpa Lin's family in Yangzhou. Everyone is going to see the old lady."

Jia Shan nodded silently while writing. The girl from Old Aunt Lin’s family is Lin Daiyu.

When Lin Daiyu was mentioned, Jia Shan's already bad mood became even worse today.

He was a little jealous of Jia Baoyu.

Throughout The Red Mansion, the only man who can talk to Lin Daiyu is Baoyu, except for her close relative Lin Ruhai. Of course, Daiyu's teacher Jia Yucun must also be considered one, but he is not mentioned even once in the text.

Maybe in the future, after working hard and being named on the gold list, he can win the favor of Xue Baochai, who is ranked first among the twelve golden hairpins with Lin Daiyu, but it is unlikely for Daiyu. High-ranking officials and high salaries are just clouds in the eyes of others, and the dignified Prince of Beijing is not

He's a stinky man.

"Third Master? What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay..."

Just thinking about Daiyu, Jia Shan had finished writing a piece of "Jian Jia". Jia Shan carefully looked at this piece of "Jian Jia" full of her own complex emotions, and suddenly felt "clearly enlightened" in her heart.

The road is difficult and long,

The road is blocked and you can advance,

The road is blocked and to the right,

The road to beauty is always full of difficulties and obstacles.

The depression of the day is gone.

A hundred times, slap your palms!

Isn’t it okay if I don’t go?

I have already mastered the Four Books and Five Classics in the past few years, so it is useless for me to continue to stay in the school and listen to Jia Dairu's talk.

It’s time to find another famous teacher!

With a "pop", Jia Shan threw the brush in her hand to the sea of ​​brushes aside.

"Third Master, what happened today?" Ping'er had already clearly noticed that something was wrong with Jia Shan.

"Nothing, I'm happy." Jia Shan casually picked up the paper crane Ping'er folded out of boredom and said with a smile, "It's good, can it fly?"

Ping'er laughed and said: "No, I heard that 'Speaking of Nanhai Zhenren' can enlighten the paper cranes, and the paper cranes can fly into the sky."

"Me too!"

"Third Master can also lie?"

Jia Shan smiled and said: "I'm not going to lie to you, but I don't fold paper cranes. I can fold airplanes and fly in the sky!"

"Plane?" Ping'er looked confused, not knowing what an airplane was.

Jia Shan casually took the paper on which "Jianjia" had just been written, folded it with both hands, and said seriously: "Yes, the plane can fly in the sky, but you can't hit it with your hands."

Ping'er looked at the movements in Jia Shan's hands and said suspiciously: "Is this a plane? Why should I hit it?"

Jia Shan picked up the folded airplane and blew on the fuselage: "Actually, you can hit it if you want, but you're just afraid that he... will be shocked!"

Ping'er looked at Jia Shan's movements and nodded in understanding: "Oh, what do you mean, you can only blow with your mouth, not with your hands?"

"Well, you...are right!"

Jia Shan gently sent the paper airplane out in her hand. A breeze blew by, and the paper airplane flew higher and higher...

"It's flying, it's really flying!" Ping'er pointed at the plane with surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"The good wind carried me up to the blue clouds with its power. It was indeed a good wind!" Jia Shan said with emotion as she looked at the paper airplane flying into the sky.

"Hey, Third Master, the plane has flown out of the yard, I'll go take a look..."

Ping'er hurriedly ran outside the courtyard and saw that the path outside was empty. On the wall, on the trees, on the grass, on the ground, there was a small hat not far away...

"What's wrong?"

"When the plane disappeared, did it fly to the sky? To the immortals?"

"Impossible." Jia Shan knows how many airplanes he has built, and the fact that he can fly out of the wall is thanks to the help of the wind.

"That means you fell into the trap of a spoiled child?"

"Jiaozili?"

Jia Shan suddenly felt a deep sense of something bad. People sitting in sedan chairs here were usually wives, grandmothers, or girls. No matter whose sedan they fell into, they would...

"Hey, go and find out who is sitting in the seat."
Chapter completed!