The Anarchic Consort (3) LAST PART

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Chapter 1145: Young Master Bai Taught the Child to Write

Little Baldy could run so fast because he had to carry water every morning in the temple.

The other martial disciples felt that his combat ability was too strong, so they tied a circle of gravity iron around the child's legs.

Now that Little Baldy had descended the mountain, there were no restraints on his body. Therefore, he could certainly run very fast.

Behind him, Master Li panted and whined, "Bai Zhun, you said not to go too far. Look at your child. Does he look like the kind of person who can't go too far?"

"The child is restless." Bai Zhun dismissed Master Li with just a few words. At the same time, he had a rough understanding of his little junior brother. Originally, when he saw that the child was young, the master probably would not give the things in the temple to the child. However, it seemed that he had underestimated the master's method of treating

people.

In reality, Bai Zhun did not underestimate the old monk. It was just that he could not resist the fact that Little Baldy could teach himself.

It was always noisy when the children played.

When a passing chief saw this, he smiled and nodded. "Seeing this group of children reminds us of our youth, right?"

"My child doesn't do his homework again!" Master Li's father growled.

The person beside him smiled and said, "Don't worry, Bai Zhun is overseeing it."

"They are both children, why is the difference so big?" When Master Li's father mentioned this, he could not help feeling disappointed. Could it be a genetic mutation?

On the other side, Master Li was still shouting, "Damn it, Wang Dazhuang! Don't try to attraction of Grandpa Li. Shoo!"

"Li Hailou! Get your ass back here!"

On the first day that Little Baldy came to the military compound, Master Li was chased all over the compound by his father.

Little Baldy played very heartily. He had to exercise every day. If he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to expend all the energy in his body.

When Bai Zhun brought the child home, it was already almost six o'clock.

It was time to eat again. This time, without the Little Baldy saying it himself, Auntie Wang made a tableful of vegetarian dishes, such as tomato long beans, cold-tossed lotus root, stir-fried black fungus, and glass noodles with bok choy. The range of dishes served was amazing.

The pot was filled with rice. Usually, Auntie Wang would use a small pot to stew for Little Baldy. However, after seeing his appetite, Auntie Wang decisively changed to a big pot.

Little Baldy held the steaming white rice and ate it joyfully. From time to time, he would raise his little head and smile at Bai Zhun.

For Little Baldy, being able to eat white rice was the happiest thing on earth!

Only then did Bai Zhun realize that the child's favorite thing was not big steamed buns, but rice.

When Young Master Bai realized this, he immediately called the courtyard canteen and asked them to bring the rice transported from the northeast.