The Rebirth Waste Strikes Back Chapter 32: Etiquette

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Back to back, who is afraid of who, is this worth provoking?

Hao Doudou looked at the Eighth Prince, and opened his mouth:

"At the beginning of a person, the nature is good, the nature is similar, and the habit is far away. It is not to teach, the nature is to change, the way of teaching is to be professional.

Ximeng mother, choose a neighbor, the son does not learn, cut off the machine. Dou Yanshan has a righteous prescription, teaches five sons, and is well-known.

Nurturing or not, the father's fault, the lax teaching, the teacher's laziness. If you don’t learn, it’s not what you want.

Jade is not polished, it is not a tool, people do not learn, and do not know what is right. As a son of man, Fang Shaoshi, relatives and mentors, practice etiquette.

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Human survivor, Jin Manlui, my godson, the only sutra. Diligence and meritorious work, drama is useless, abstinence should be done with effort. "

Hao Doudou continued to recite in a single breath, and looked at the Eighth Prince domineeringly: Let's be stunned.

She has been sneering triumphantly in her heart. How do you, a pampered nobleman, know the growing pains of children of our time? In order to have the capital to show off in front of others, parents desperately pull out the seedlings to encourage them.

Since the age of two, Hao Doudou was forced to carry various Chinese studies by his mother cow without drinking water, and was sent to various talent classes to learn various talents, and then he would be in front of relatives and friends during the holidays. The special performance is just to hear a compliment: "Your baby is really smart." Parents will be happy from ear to ear.

Of course, these insiders, Hao Doudou will never reveal a word to the Eighth Prince. She likes to see him shocked, and she prefers to be praised as a genius and beautiful girl.

The Eighth Prince is indeed very surprised. It's a miracle that this girl who seems to have a low IQ can recite the Three-character Sutra completely!

Wait! Suspicious!

So he asked calmly: "Are you literate?"

"Literacy, what's the matter?" Hao Doudou asked strangely.

The Eighth Prince nodded: "That's right, this king only talked about half of it yesterday, you can even memorize it."

Hao Doudou was shocked and patted his chest in fear. He was almost self-defeating. You must pay attention to it in the future!

At this time, Bai Moran called out: "Master, it's breakfast."

The Eighth Prince turned around and said to Hao Doudou: "Get up soon."

Hao Doudou promised listlessly, thinking that there was nothing good for him anyway, so he lost interest in breakfast.

She came out of the eighth prince’s bedroom neatly dressed and went to a chic small living room. Opposite the bedroom is an elegant study room. The door of the study is closed tightly. It is the eighth prince’s separate study. Into.

Hao Doudou came to the dining room and had a rich breakfast with a whole table of various dishes.

Hao Doudou looked at the delicacies droolingly, and said in his heart: I want to calm down!

The Eighth Prince suddenly said: "Since you have recited the Three-Character Sutra today, this king has specially approved you to eat this meal as you please."

"Really?" Hao Doudou, who hadn't thought of anything wrong, was overjoyed, and immediately picked up his chopsticks to start, "Is it possible to eat something delicious in the future as long as I learn well? "

The Eighth Prince nodded slightly.

Hao Doudou just tried his best to pick up a round and round fried meatball and deliver it to his mouth. He only heard the Eighth Prince suddenly yell: "Wait!" Hao Doudou shook his hand. The meatballs fell to the ground, and the bones rolled in chaos.

She raised her eyes in horror and wondered in her heart whether the Eighth Prince had changed her mind to not let her eat?

But the Eighth Prince just stared at her legs.

Hao Doudou didn't know at first, so he finally figured it out. He suddenly became ashamed as a tomato. He raised his eyebrows and sternly condemned: "Where are you looking, crazy!"

The Eighth Prince was not irritated by her words. He smiled and turned all sentient beings upside down: "Look at your legs, the girl doesn't have a sitting position. She wants her legs close together. How can she spread her legs like you?"

Hao Doudou took a look at himself and then at the Eighth Prince and other people, and said aggrieved: "You are not like this!"

The other four people in the house yelled in unison: "We are men!"

"Got it!" Their voices were loud and loud, and Hao Doudou agreed in a flustered manner, and quickly moved his legs together.

The Eighth Prince nodded in satisfaction: "This is how elegant it looks!"

Hao Doudou only remembers to eat in his mind. There is no greasy water in his stomach when he loses weight. He is particularly intolerant of hunger. Besides, after a night, he feels hungry.

Her chopsticks can't wait to point to the best stewed beef brisket.

"Slow!" The Eighth Prince stopped again.

Hao Doudou had to stop, not knowing where he did not do well.

"Are you showing the way to an immortal?" The Eighth Prince grabbed a piece of sirloin and put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"What do you mean?" Hao Doudou was in the cloud.

"The index finger of the hand holding the chopsticks cannot be extended. This is called cursing the street, which is very impolite." Hei Muyan whispered in her ear.

There is still such a saying? It was the first time Hao Doudou heard that she looked at the way the Eighth Prince was holding the chopsticks, her thumb and index finger pinched the top of the chopsticks, and the other three fingers were naturally bent to hold the chopsticks, and she looked very gentle.

Hao Doudou quietly retracted his cocked index finger and did it like the Eighth Prince, thinking he wouldn't be surprised again.

She gave a sneaky glance at the Eighth Prince, who was eating his meal intently and nonchalantly. So she felt relieved and boldly put the chopsticks into the Gongbao chicken, pulling and pulling, looking for the chicken thigh.

The eight princes watched the fire from the side; "Are you digging the ancestral grave?"

The words were so gloomy, Hao Doudou retracted his chopsticks in fright, and asked in a panic: "Could it be that the meat in this dish was dug from the graveyard?"

She seemed to realize something, her eyes widened, she jumped up from the chair in shock, and exclaimed: "You eat dead bodies?!"

"Sit down, silly boy." The ghost couldn't stand it anymore, and helplessly explained: "It's you who have been pulling on the plate with chopsticks. This kind of eating is ugly, called'Zhou Zufen'."

"There is so much attention to eating a meal." Hao Doudou muttered dissatisfiedly.

"This is etiquette, you must learn it." The Eighth Prince didn't look at her, and said casually, taking this opportunity to popularize the etiquette at the dinner table to Hao Doudou.

Hao Doudou nodded repeatedly, accepting humbly.

(Too tired, not in the state, just Jiangzi, tomorrow 3000 characters)