Siheyuan starts a 100,000-acre farm

"If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool; if a man does not learn, he will not know righteousness; a good son is born under the stick! If you dare to play in the water today, you will dare to set a fire tomorrow and kill people the day after tomorrow!"

Li Aiguo clenched his fists and cheered loudly for Qin Huairu with a loud voice and a serious expression.

Qin Huairu's expression froze. She slowly turned her head and met Li Aiguo's eyes. There seemed to be sparks flashing.

But it was not a spark of love, but a look of humiliation and anger, as if a little fox who had been caught stealing food had its fur standing on end.

To be honest, Li Aiguo is such a bastard. It is really not right for him to lean out the window and watch others beating a child, and he even cheered them on.

Banggeng's eyes were not that complicated, but full of hatred.

Seeing Li Aiguo gloating over someone else's misfortune, he shouted even louder:

"It was him! He was the one who made me step on him. Mom, go and beat him up. Use this bamboo stick!"

Hearing Bang Geng's cry, Li Aiguo looked disdainful, even picking his nose, and made a pistol gesture towards Bang Geng, then said:

"You asked your mother to beat me? You should be thankful that I didn't bully your mother!"

Li Aiguo spoke to Banggeng with a double meaning in a very arrogant manner. Banggeng didn't understand, but Qin Huairu did.

The White Lotus of the Golden Age is not called that for nothing. She has given birth to three children, so what doesn’t she understand?

It’s just that Qin Huairu thought Li Aiguo was just a child and didn’t have that intention, but in fact, Li Aiguo really did have that intention.

He had no interest in Qin Huairu, but he still found it interesting to bully her, such as spanking her with a bamboo stick.

Li Aiguo saw that Qin Huairu and Bang Geng were both very angry, and his mood suddenly became better, sweeter than eating honey.

"Come on, Qin Jingru, let's go home. We'll have to put on TV for them soon."

Li Aiguo's business has not been very good these past two days. His prices have always been below two yuan. In fact, his fees are not high.

5 cents a day for phone bills, unlimited tea and water, and the heating is on, which only accounts for one tenth or one twentieth of the daily salary.

This is equivalent to a salary of one or two hundred yuan a day in later generations, and then buying a pack of cigarettes for 10 yuan.

But people of this era are used to saving money, and every penny they can save counts. Once the novelty wears off, not many people are willing to do it anymore.

But there are still some people who come here every day, such as Sha Zhu, Lou Xiao'e, Xu Damao, Yi Zhonghai and others who are not short of money.

Li Aiguo couldn't help but sigh that there are poor people in every era and there are rich people in every era. Li Aiguo took Qin Jingru back to the house to watch TV. He didn't know what was going on today. No matter which channel he changed, it was all news education.

Li Aiguo was changing channels out of boredom when suddenly two familiar words appeared. He was startled and immediately turned back. It was indeed "Draw the Sword".

"In the alley of Luoguxiang in the south of the city, there lived such a miraculous boy. He came from a family of loyal and brave men. He lived alone and never gave up in the face of difficulties. At the age of nine, he was determined to enter Tsinghua University. He skipped two grades in elementary school and got full marks in all his subjects. Every teacher praised him as a good student, and every classmate praised him as a good classmate."

"Right, right, absolutely right. Keep going. And there are more. I have other advantages!"

Li Aiguo nodded his head frantically and talked to himself, which made everyone roll their eyes. Only Qin Jingru was happy for him. As expected, she lived up to Li Aiguo's expectations. The news continued to report:

"He respected his teachers, loved his neighbors, and was willing to help others. He could have eaten a lot of meat and fish, but he ate pickled radish and corn porridge every day, just to learn from the great man. He ate what the common people ate. This spirit of worrying about the world before worrying about himself and being happy after the world is happy is very worthy of our learning."

"That's right, that's right. I, Li Aiguo, am just that kind of person."

Li Aiguo was overjoyed when he heard this. He nodded repeatedly and even turned to look at Qin Jingru and asked:

"Qin Jingru, do you think what the host said is right? Am I a person who respects teachers and loves neighbors?"

"You're right, the host. You are just that kind of person. You love your neighbors and are always willing to help others."

Qin Jingru nodded her head, agreeing very much with the host's opinion. She seemed to think that what the host said was not good enough and she wanted to add to it.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked at the news and then at Li Aiguo. Was this talking about one person? But Li Aiguo was the only loyal and brave man in this area.

"Yi Zhonghai, what are you looking at? What's that look in your eyes? Am I, Li Aiguo, not such a person?"

The Lord of Morality is a very tough person. Looking at Li Aiguo's smug look, he simply disdains to tell lies.

"Li Aiguo, don't you know who you are? You love... You really love your neighbors and are willing to help others. What the news said is absolutely true."

Seeing Yi Zhonghai say this, Li Aiguo nodded with satisfaction and said in a teachable manner:

"Yi Zhonghai is right. As a person, you must be honest and promote positive energy. Don't talk about others behind their backs. Saying bad things about others will easily lead to the extinction of your family line."

Li Aiguo was teasing Yi Zhonghai while putting down the brick in his hand. If Yi Zhonghai had not changed his words in time, Li Aiguo was sure that the brick would have hit the face of the Lord of Morality.

Yi Zhonghai also wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't know what was going on. He felt uncomfortable whenever he saw Li Aiguo showing off. Obviously, he was the protagonist.

He is an eighth-level fitter in the steel rolling mill and an old man in the courtyard house. I don’t know what happened to him recently. His presence is so low and he has been ignored all the time. All the limelight has been snatched away by Li Aiguo.

"This young man not only has excellent grades and loves his neighbors, but also loves his motherland. He wrote a novel with his relatives as the theme to express his patriotism and his spirit of charging the enemy with a sword."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! You are absolutely right. I just want to express my patriotism,"

Li Aiguo nodded, his little face full of pride, as if he would fight to the death with anyone who said he was unpatriotic.

Yi Zhonghai and his gang of beasts wanted to die, but Li Aiguo would just take a bowl of braised pork and walk around other people's doorsteps, and occasionally smash other people's glass for fun.

We don't object to you talking about patriotism. After all, when it comes to contributions to the country, we really can't compare to others. After all, there are many loyal heroes in the family, but only one child is left.

But you love your neighbors and respect your teachers... When everyone thought of this, they looked at Yan Bugui, who was lying on the crack of the door and looking into the house, and seemed to be shivering from the cold.