Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

Clark dismisses school at six o'clock in the afternoon.

It's hot summer, and it's not too late at six o'clock, but it's also evening. Through the window, you can see the light red glow outside.

At noon, Mrs. Martha came back in a hurry to cook, and she kept some of it for Ayu, and brought some of it back to the farmland for Mr. Jonathan. She didn't eat a few bites herself, and she was so busy that she didn't touch the ground.

Ayu stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at her. The little girl was still holding the small plate that Mrs. Martha handed her tightly in her hand, with a little strength and a little cherished strength——

It was a small cake made by Mrs. Martha in her spare time. No matter how busy she was, the food in Ayu's hands was never broken.

The small cake is fluffy and soft, with a golden luster. There are no more advanced materials in the countryside. The small cake looks very ordinary, but because it uses natural honey, the cake is sweet and very attractive. .

Ayu liked it very much, but she glanced at the figure in the kitchen, couldn't help hesitating, and didn't eat.

A solitary swordsman with great strength, he owns all the good things. Later, when he met Steve, he didn't have the habit of carefully educating his children.

At least in this matter of eating, he will not pay attention to teach it.

What is different from him is Mr. Jonathan. It is no exaggeration to say that in the case of Clark as an example, this gentleman can be said to be a leader in the field of teaching children.

For example, at the dining table, he undoubtedly loves Clark, but it doesn't mean that he will condone Clark's lawlessness, which can be seen from Clark's habitual behavior of preparing food for his mother first at the dining table.

He always let mom and dad eat first.

Although this kind of behavior is Clark's own choice, and no one asked Ayu to be like him, it may have affected her to some extent, to be honest——

Seeing Mrs. Martha working hard for a long time, carefully preparing lunch for Mr. Jonathan, and even preparing a plate of small cakes for herself, but she herself couldn't eat a few bites of food in a hurry, A Yu was not very happy.

Out of this unexpected and anxious mood, Ayu chose not to attack the little cake, but stood at the kitchen door poking his head to look at her back.

When she finishes her little work, she will leave home and go to the farmland. There is not much time left for people to think, maybe only a few seconds.

But it was enough for Ayu to walk to her side slowly with some doubts, and feed her a small cake with a little curiosity, which had not been enjoyed by anyone yet, the first bite of cake.

Mrs. Martha looked a little surprised.

She is bending over to light a fire. Although it is a modern society, there are still many places in rural farms that need this kind of primitive temperature. The flames are warm and warm, clearly reflecting her surprised smile.

"Thank you." She rubbed Ayu's hair, and then carefully caught the cake that was handed to her lips. Her hurried movements seemed to slow down in an instant.

"Do you like it?" She took the time to ask, and the energy that was originally focused on the flames could not be restrained, and was given to the little girl standing in front of her.

Ayu looked up at her, Madam Martha's gaze was so soft that she couldn't help biting her fingers, and nodded a little embarrassedly.

"That's good, I'll make it for you often in the future." She said, and gently kissed the little girl's forehead before walking out with her things.

It was a strange feeling, until Mrs. Martha left, Ayu was still biting her fingers, but this kind of knowledge was something she couldn't learn from books and Steve.

There is actually nothing to do at home by myself. I can read Clark's history books in the morning. By the afternoon, I have read all the textbooks.

Ayu could only stare at the wall clock on the wall to see the time, waiting for the hour hand to move towards the number "6" every minute and every second.

Waiting is nothing to a monk who can easily stay in a cave for thousands of years, and Ayu is no exception. To her, it may even be like blinking her eyes, and it is already [-]:[-] up.

For parents who pick up their children, it is common sense to leave for school 10 minutes in advance.

Ayu overheard someone talking about it, and naturally there was no exception, Mr. Jonathan and Mrs. Martha were not here at this time, and naturally no one would tell her that only parents would pick up their children, and there were very few cases where younger sisters picked up older brothers.

Possibly one of the Kents.

Anyway, at [-]:[-], Ayu looked up at the clock seriously, and found that the time was correct, so he went to the sofa and picked up his round hat, ready to go.

When Ayu arrived at the school, there were still a few minutes left before school was over. There were many parents standing around the school gate, but most of them came to pick up the children from the elementary school.

Ayu didn't know this, and he was still watching in the eye-catching Super School, because the guards wouldn't let anyone in because it wasn't after school.

Many people have noticed the small and unusual little girl here, but most of them are reserved and look at it from the corner of their eyes. The people in the town are simple and honest, and they are not afraid of danger. Although it is a bit unexpected, it is more to see It's funny to pick up another kid with such a big kid.

As long as the relationship between the children in the family is very good.

When we saw him in the morning, the guard hadn't forgotten about Ayu, so he specially told her that she could stand by and wait, lest the students rush out after a while, and don't miss her brother, and he would be dispersed by the crowd first.

What he said made sense, and Ayu had a good impression of him, so he stopped standing in the middle of the road and obediently stood by the side with his head poked into the school.

It's just that she still couldn't see Clark until the students left sparsely.

Doubt appeared in Ayu's eyes, but luckily Mr. Doorman was standing next to her, and told her that since the person didn't come out, maybe the teacher left him behind, or maybe he had something to do and he hadn't left the teaching building yet.

Ayu knew which one Clark's classroom was, and since the crowd was almost gone, the guard didn't stop her and let her go in to find someone.

Sure enough, Clark didn't come out. He didn't even get out of the classroom, and he was already blocked by people.

It's also because of his bad luck today, the teacher has something to do, so he left quickly and in a hurry, otherwise, according to Xiaopang's habits, he wouldn't bother him at school, and he would probably find someone to push him into the wheat field.

It is also possible that he met his two-hundred-pound sister at the school gate and let him go today.

But the teacher happened to be away today, which created this silent situation.

Clark was unceremoniously pushed into a corner, and his body hit the last row of desks. A centimeter in front of his eyes, a stick with thick arms was facing him.

The thing posed no threat to him, but the man who held it had no fear of it.

These people were sure that he would not fight back. They bullied similarly day after day. Thinking of the bright smiling face of the little girl at home, Clark became surprisingly irritable. Throw it out the window.

But he couldn't, his father's words were still lingering in his ears, and the strange eyes of his classmates pierced his head like needles. Clark had extraordinary strength, but he couldn't fight back.

Such behavior is interpreted as cowardice.

Boys of this age, no matter how powerful they are in fights or not, cannot tolerate cowardice.

Especially Clark, who is extremely strong. Not only is he weird, but he never participates in any activities organized by the organization, let alone do anything to anyone, like a piece of wood.

His strong body was blinded in vain.

This means that no small group will accept him, but they will unite to bully him. Among them, the little fat man is the leader, and he looks down on cowardly people.

Can't even understand it at all.

"Why do you never fight back?"

The stick with thick arms almost poked Clark's face, the chubby face looked very incomprehensible, and even planned to do it.

As soon as Ayu entered the door, he saw this scene, and his lungs were about to explode.

For a sword cultivator who is not a Buddhist, this level of anger is enough to make her level several mountains.

Fortunately, a little bit of sanity remained, and Ayu ran over angrily to snatch the stick, blocking Clark behind her. The only consciousness told her not to smash the school, so she could only unconsciously put the stick in her palm on the desk One click to the end.

This is a very deterrent action.

The wooden stick slowly turned into fine sawdust in her hand, and she asked softly, "What hand?"