My dad didn't recognize a few words, but he knew the numbers at least. He glanced at the paper a few times, his face calmed down a little, and said, "When will your kid be more successful? When your elder sister and second sister are as old as you, they are not double % and the worst is 95 points. Fortunately, you also know that you scored more than 80 points, otherwise I will beat you to death."

After saying that, my dad stuffed me the paper and I felt relieved. This time I finally passed the test.

But at this moment, a man came out of the house. Who is that old man Jiang?

"Sanwaer's test? Show me, I got a lot of points?" Why did my cheap master's ears be so good?

I had no choice. He said he wanted to see it. Do I dare not give it? Holding on the feeling of the last guillotine, I sighed in my heart and handed the paper out.

Old Man Jiang took my test paper and opened it leisurely, his brows frowned slightly.

At this time, I was so nervous that I subconsciously decided to ‘disturb him’.

"Master, why are you back?"

"It's over." Old Man Jiang's expression relaxed a little.

"Master, has the grave been moved?"

"Yeah" dragged the long tail sound, and Old Man Jiang smiled a little.

"Master, are you having dinner at my house tonight?"

"Yes," Old Man Jiang smiled.

"Master," I'm going to ask again.

My dad interrupted me with an impatient look on his face: "Damn my god, why are you talking so much?"

I guess my dad was annoyed by me and shouted directly, "My dad is the one who hates children to pester and ask questions the most. Seeing that I kept pestering Old Man Jiang like this, he probably felt it was impolite."

"Haha, it's okay." Old Man Jiang happily collected the test paper, held it in his hand and didn't return it to me. He directly made a sound and stopped my dad.

Then I called my dad and I to sit down at the stone table in the yard. I was beating in my heart and wanted to get the test paper back. As for my dad, he was inexplicably not going to make dinner? My mom has to rest these two days, and he should be busy with dinner. Why is the old man Jiang, who loves to eat at the extreme, still pulling him to sit here? Are you going to chat?

"Sanwaer" Old Man Jiang dragged the ending tone and called my name.

"Hey," I answered with some trembling fear.

"This person has a time when he has mistakes, and occasionally he likes to play and delays his business. But being able to face mistakes calmly is a good thing, and it would be even better if he can correct his mistakes. Sanwaer, what kind of person is the most hateful after making a mistake?" Old Man Jiang smiled.

"That's more, I have to say? A person who is stubborn and does not admit his mistakes." My father said this when his neck was hard next to him. He is the one who hates people who are wrong and talk back the most.

"That's it." I was talking nonsense next to me, and my palms were sweating profusely, and I had a bad premonition.

"I don't think it's the most hateful thing is that after making a mistake, I want to escape, dare not face it, and choose to deceive people. Especially for boys, honesty and integrity are the most valuable virtues, and those who deceive people are worse than villains." Old man Jiang said slowly.

"Well, that's right, that's right, I hate people who lie the most." My dad agreed next to him.

I was sweating coldly and was already planning to escape.

But my cheap master seemed to have seen through my thoughts, and he grabbed my shoulder and asked, "Sanwaer, do you think the master is right?"

"Well, yes, it's even more true than what the teacher of ideology and morality said." The master's hand was like a plier, and I couldn't move, let alone escape? Just flatter at this time, maybe it's better to wait. I'm a very conscious person.

"Hehe" Old Man Jiang smiled and did not let go of my plan, but opened my paper.

First, the math paper.

“13+6=16, well, not bad.”

“5+7=13, smart.”

While listening to him chanting, I was sweating in a cold sweat. Actually, I didn’t know whether it was right or wrong. If I knew, I wouldn’t have such a low score. The problem was that I saw that Old Man Jiang was looking at the place where I answered the wrong answer.

I wasted my life, and I changed my scores, but I couldn't change so many crosses on the paper.

Putting the math paper aside, Old Man Jiang took the Chinese paper again.

"It's noon to hoe the grains, and sweat flows down the river. Hehehe." Old man Jiang smiled so hard that my heart trembled. I scolded in my heart, Teacher X is so hateful, what's wrong with sweat flowing down the river?

I remember what is the word "he"?

"Please fill in the blanks according to the example, (green and oily), haha, okay, you've followed the arrangements, and filled in 6 same ones later!" Speaking of this, Old Man Jiang put the test paper, slapped the table, grabbed me, and pressed the table.

"Old Chen, bring me the bamboo slices." Old Man Jiang hummed angrily.

My dad couldn't react at all. He was talking nonsense, but my dad didn't understand what was said on the Chinese paper. He could calculate the elementary school arithmetic questions. The problem was that he didn't listen carefully, so he couldn't understand whether Old Man Jiang was praising me.

However, Old Man Jiang told him not to listen. Besides, Old Man Jiang's tone was so harsh, and my father didn't react. The bamboo slices had already been delivered to Old Man Jiang.

Old man Jiang pulled down my pants, and slapped the bamboo slap hard on my butt: "You are so capable, you dare to lie!"

The bamboo pieces fell continuously, and the force was really "even and moderate". Every time I tried, it hurt the same, and I immediately started howling. The scorching pain was even more uncomfortable than my father's iron fist.

My dad didn't react at first, but later when he heard that I was lying to someone, Huo immediately came up. He absolutely believed in Old Man Jiang.

As soon as the fire came up, my dad immediately responded. When he rolled his sleeves, his fist was about to rise.

When I saw it, I almost fainted from crying. Damn it, I don’t have a “double blow”!

But I didn't expect that Old Man Jiang would stop my dad with one hand, but the bamboo slices on his hand kept falling on my butt: "No, this kid is abominable. I'll finish teaching a lesson, it's not too late for you to teach me a lesson. Master and old man each have their own lessons. He can't escape these fifty 'bamboo slices'."

My dad seemed to be unable to vent his anger, and he admitted it even though he was "resentful" next to him.

The miserable thing is that I learned two unfortunate news. The first is that I will be spanked fifty times. The second is that after this, there is still a wait. As the saying goes, long pain is worse than short pain. You can't do this.

I cried even more miserably, muttering: "The Red Army soldiers are not afraid of hardships, they are not afraid of hardships, they are not afraid of hardships."

My dad knew this was my habit. If he was beaten so hard that he couldn't escape, he would shout out the Red Army soldiers to "encourage" him, and my dad was often so angry that he laughed.

But the old man Jiang didn't move at all, just said, "You are like this, you can be so embarrassed to talk to the Red Army soldiers." As he said that, the bamboo piece that hit me was even more rhythmic.

My mother, my two sisters had been alarmed long ago, and they both came to the yard. Seeing Old Man Jiang hit me, I was stunned. My "enthusiastic" father immediately gave them the papers.

"Master Jiang saw this and said he was lying to him." My dad hasn't figured out the matter yet, but it doesn't prevent him from complaining like a show of his performance.

My mother couldn't tell the reason. My two sisters were not vegetarians. After reading for a while, they saw the problem. Seeing the content written on my paper, my straightforward elder sister laughed, while my second sister pursed her lips and laughed out two beautiful dimples.

"Mom, Sanwa'er should be beaten. He changed the scores on the paper. The mistakes on the paper do not match the teacher's score." After laughing, the eldest sister said something directly.

My second sister smiled silently, probably because she was both angry and funny about my behavior.

"What, damn it, have you changed the score?" My dad got angry again when he heard it and rushed up to beat me up, but when he thought of Old Man Jiang's instructions, he endured it again.
Chapter completed!