Chapter 4909 Luo Baobao reluctantly parted ways
Zhou Sheng is a man with clear grudges. On the way here, he was prepared to be grateful and at the same time prepared to attack.
At this moment, hearing Luo Baobao's sincere apology and seeing the annoyed and self-blaming look on the little girl's face, most of Zhou Sheng's pent-up anger suddenly dissipated.
"Hey, I can't blame you entirely for this. Bingbing is also at fault." Zhou Sheng said.
Among the group of children, Bingbing is twelve years old and is the oldest one. Logically speaking, he should be more sensible.
But...
"You and Bingbing have been friends since childhood, and we often quarrel and fight. Forget it, let's get over it this time. You two will get along well in the future." "Don't do this again," Zhou Sheng said, raising his hand and patting Luo Baobao's head gently.
Baobao Luo forced out a wry smile, "How is Bingbing doing now?" she asked again.
When he mentioned this, Zhou Sheng stopped laughing and frowned: "He's still sulking at home. He won't eat the red date porridge your Aunt Ping'er cooked for him. I don't know what to do!"
Baby Luo frowned, "How can he do this? He will get sick if he doesn't eat something warm and replenishing! How about this, I go and see him?"
When Zhou Sheng heard this, he was a little embarrassed.
When he went out earlier, Bingbing was still losing his temper and annoyed her to kick him. If she goes now, wouldn't she hit the muzzle of a gun?
What will happen if the two of them start fighting again?
When Zhou Sheng was about to refuse, Blacksmith Luo said: "Yes, let the baby go and see it, and bring some delicious food to Bingbing. What does Bingbing like to eat the most?"
Luo Baobao shook his head, "Bingbing's favorite is my wooden sword. My father gave me that wooden sword. I brought the wooden sword with me to make sure he likes it."
Blacksmith Luo nodded, it was just a wooden sword. He would just wait for Tang Yazi to come back and let him cut another one. As long as Bingbing could be coaxed, a wooden sword would be regarded as a gift to Bingbing.
In this way, Luo Baobao took the wooden sword and went to Zhou Sheng's house with Zhou Sheng.
"Why is the baby here?"
Ping'er was having lunch with Huahua and her little girl in the main room, and was surprised when she saw Zhou Sheng and Luo Baobao coming in together.
Baobao Luo and Ping'er smiled: "I'm here to see Bingbing."
"Ah?" Ping'er was even more surprised and looked at Zhou Sheng.
Zhou Sheng had already knocked on Bingbing's door, "Bingbing, are you asleep? The baby is here to see you!"
The person in the room didn't say anything, but coughed deliberately.
This means no sleep.
Zhou Sheng turned his head and looked at Baby Luo worriedly.
However, Baby Luo gave Zhou Sheng a reassuring look, "I can just go in by myself."
Baby Luo came to Bingbing's bedside, and Bingbing lay there, rolling his eyes at Baby Luo.
"You are not following that wild boy from another village, why are you still here? You go away, we will no longer be friends!" Bingbing said.
Baby Luo stood still in front of the bed and looked coldly at Bingbing on the bed, "Bingbing, let me ask you, do you consider me a good friend?"
Bing Bing frowned, "Isn't this nonsense? If I didn't treat you as a good friend, would I play with you? Didn't you see that my team is all boys, so I will take you to play with a girl!"
Luo Baobao nodded: "Okay, I'm asking you, what is the most important thing between good friends?"
Bingbing said without thinking: "Whoever dares to bully you, I will help you beat him. "
Luo Baobao twitched the corner of his mouth and raised his little fist, "Are you sure you are the one who will fight for me?" Bingbing grinned and smiled sheepishly.
"Well, you are better at fists and kicks than me, so who asked you to have a good father who is a general!" Bingbing said.
Luo Baobao added: "I think as a good friend, the most important thing is respect, but you don't respect me."
"You are talking nonsense!" Bingbing shouted.
This startled Zhou Sheng and Ping'er who were eavesdropping outside the door. Zhou Sheng thought they were about to fight again and almost broke in, but Ping'er grabbed him. .
Ping'er made a silence gesture towards him, and Zhou Sheng had to be patient and continue to listen:
In the room, Luo Baobao said: "I'm not talking nonsense, Bingbing, Remember the last time your uncle’s cousin came over to play, what did I do?”
Bingbing thought about it and said, "We played together, and you went home and brought him delicious snacks to entertain him, and invited him to your house to play."
Baby Luo nodded, "I'll follow you I don’t know my cousin well, so why should I invite him to my house? It’s not just because of you.”
“Because he is your cousin and you are my good friend, and I respect you. , so respect your cousin , in the words that the teacher taught us, this is called love for the house and the bird. "
"But what about you? You saw me playing with Jing Ling, and you came up and ran against Jing Ling. I'll explain to you. You didn’t even listen, so I kicked you out of impulse.”
Bingbing puffed up his cheeks and said, “I don’t know why, but I just don’t like that wild boy from another village!”
"He is not a wild boy, he is the son of my uncle Zuo. He has a name. His name is Zuo Jingling!"
"I don't care what his name is, anyway, I just don't like him..."
"Whether you like him or not, without him today, you would have drowned by now!"
The room suddenly fell silent.
Outside the house, Zhou Sheng and Ping'er looked at each other. Are these really two children quarreling?
Why do you sound so much like an adult talking?
Hey, in the blink of an eye, the children have grown up, and they talk in the same way.
After a brief silence in the room, Luo Baobao spoke up again: "Haven't you been rare for this wooden sword for a long time? I brought it to you and gave it to you as a gift. I apologize to you for what happened today.”
“This wooden sword belongs to you. "Me?" Bingbing's voice became excited, "You won't regret it and want to go back with me, right?"
Luo Baobao twitched his lips, "My parents taught me, Don’t worry, I’ll go ahead and give it to you, I won’t regret it!”
"However, I hope you can reflect on what happened today and keep clapping your hands."
Obviously, Bingbing didn't listen to these words very much, because he had already climbed out of the quilt. , holding the wooden sword, touching it up and down, looking at it, with excitement on his face.
Baobao Luo looked at his appearance and didn't say much. She looked at the wooden sword with some reluctance, turned around and left the house resolutely.
"Baby, have you agreed?" Ping'er asked outside the house.
Luo Baobao shrugged and said: "I have said everything that needs to be said, and I don't know the rest."
Ping'er smiled and said, "Bingbing will figure it out on his own."
"I hope so." Luo Baobao said, can you figure it out? This is Bingbing's business. For this friendship, this She thought that it was enough to treat her since childhood as her playmate.
When her mother was at home, she often taught her to do her best and listen to fate. When dealing with her friends, she must be tolerant and adhere to her own principles. It is wrong to be blindly accommodating.
(End of this chapter)