The Lucky Farmgirl

Mr. Zhuang noticed that Manbao had recently been working especially hard, almost as if she had eaten a big chicken leg, diligently reading every day. Accordingly, she also asked a lot of questions.

It wasn’t that Manbao used to be any less determined, but she was still a child after all. Even though she carefully listened to the lessons, she would still play outside as soon as class ended. If it weren’t for his providing her and Bai Shanbao with a small stove at noon, she probably wouldn’t bother to read any extracurricular books.

But lately, even if he didn’t call her out specifically to use the small stove, she would happily follow behind him.

Bai Shanbao also put in a lot more effort, saying that he absolutely couldn’t let Manbao surpass him.

When Manbao heard Bai Shanbao say that, she was even more excited. Indeed, how could she forget? She had to defeat this person who dared to be as smart as she was.

Keke had said that reading could make a person wise, and intelligence could grow not only with age but also with reading.

Waiting to grow up was too slow, and Bai Shanbao was older than her. As she grew older, he would always be larger than her, but if she read more books than him and knew more than him, then wouldn’t she be smarter than him?

Hmph, Keke clearly said she was the smartest person within a hundred miles. Why should she not be just because he arrived?

Manbao’s fighting spirit was high.

Watching the two children striving to outdo each other, Mr. Zhuang touched his beard contentedly.

But the classmates who studied with them didn’t feel too good; the difference was too much. At first, the older students in the class could dominate the two with their age and years of schooling, but they quickly found themselves overtaken.