MTL - Rebirth Married The Control Group Fulang-Chapter 111

The youngest son enlightened the master to use the thousand-character script to teach literacy, first taught Chinese characters, and then practiced writing from the shallower to the deeper.

The two guys have been in the school for three or two months. At the beginning, Luo Yan's homework was not heavy, and the youngest son's attention was scattered. Learning is the best.

At the beginning, Luo Yan was also touching the child's temper. Seeing that the two guys were sensible and eager to learn, after mastering the thousand-character prose, he didn't stop much, and picked up a pen to teach the child how to write.

Every day is boring and shakes his head, reading poems, lyrics and articles with his master, and the pen prepared at home has not come in handy for several months.

Ruijin's small writing brush is still in the bookcase, and it is finally time to see the light.

However, Brother Li’s writing brush is taken out every now and then to see the world. He has never learned to write, but the hair on the nib of the pen has been split or the hairs are sporadic and unusable. Those who don’t know may think that this little guy loves to learn. It turned out that the pen was broken.

In fact, it was the master who was reading the article with his hands behind his back in the lecture hall, and he obediently followed the master's reading with his neck up, but his hand was dishonestly touching the soft tip of the brush underneath.

Either pluck out the hairs one by one, and blow them on the head of Ruijin sitting in front of him. In short, it is impossible for him to put his hands in place without any small movements.

The elder brother in front of him seems to have eaten a long-term soup, and the younger father opened the stove for him alone. Obviously, the two eat and live together, but the elder brother is so tall that he sits straight in class. Brother needs to lower his head slightly to cover him completely, which makes it easier for him to make small movements.

But he is not stupid, the eyes of the master are like the eagles in the sky, hovering in the air from a long distance, but if there is anything wrong on the ground, they will fly straight over, and the chickens in the yard will be caught if they don’t look good Let's go, if the master sees him, he will hit the page on the head.

Therefore, he didn't dare to make small moves behind his brother's back too openly, for he was afraid that his master would say one day: "Brother Li, you are much shorter than your brother, you should move to sit in front of him."

Looking at the elder brother who is eager to get into the pages of the book as if he has never read a book in his previous life, and the little star brother who is listening to the class softly and blinking eyes, he still devotes some time to studying while having fun.

It's not because of the environment, it's because everyone has worked too hard, lest they fall behind, and they will be paid special attention by their wife and father. At that time, what they will lose is not only the chance to play, but also their favorite ice cream drink and big watermelon , Icing Jade Bee...

For this reason, if the master arranges to be familiar with and recognize ten characters in the thousand-character script today, he will never recognize only eight characters when the master checks the learning results the next day.

With his "super high" determination to study, the rewards are also very obvious. He won the outstanding ranking in one fell swoop, and he is happy to mention the good grades of the third place in the private school!

Then why did he finish the homework assigned by the master on time and in the right amount, yet he could only get the third place?

Because Xiao Xing, who is in second place, has opened Meng early, and the thousand-character text is already out of the question.

Then why do you say that the elder brother who enlightened with him is better than the little star brother who has been enlightened earlier, and can win the first place? It is definitely not that he is partial, it is because the elder brother is so eager to learn.

The master asked him to read ten words by heart today, he can remember thirty words in class, and he will not play with him after returning home, and he can remember twenty words if he is buried in the study. If you pester him, you can write down a few more.

How many words are there in this thousand-character text? How could he stand up to his elder brother's hustle and bustle? After a few days, he memorized the thousand-character text that read "The heavens and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is flooded. The sun and the moon are full, and the stars are listed..." He also assisted in the study of "Three Character Classics", "Hundred Surnames" and so on.

Others may not know it, even their closest daddy, he is just a simple smart kid, but his brother is a child prodigy.

The poems taught by the master in the daytime, the short poems can be recited by the brother after three times, and when I get home, I am confused and can’t read the words I said in the daytime, so I don’t need to ask his father, just ask my brother.

Even though the elder brother is so smart, he has been hiding his strength all the time, and only showed everyone that he can complete the tasks assigned by his master. Brother Xiao Li felt that his elder brother just couldn't bear to make him look like a waste, so he had a plan but kept it secret. Yukou, he was really touched.

With such a good brother, he will definitely keep a good secret for his brother and never mention anything to anyone. He has a brother prodigy.

The boring learning of characters has passed, and finally ushered in a writing career, but the small pen holder that was rubbed by him to the point of pulp was so amiable in his hands when he was learning characters in the past, but when it really should play its role The original function became arrogant, he couldn't control it well, so the words written on the first day...

"Chicken's paws are pretty good at crawling. After a while, I'll be able to write like Brother Little Xing."

Zhang Fangyuan commented with the words he had learned in class.

"Hands hurt from writing." Brother Xiaoli pursed his mouth, unwilling to accept the sad results: "It's better to be able to read."

Zhang Fangyuan pinched the little boy's face, the little guy is good at being tall, but his fleshy face is not as soft and round as before when he was a child, and the flesh has grown much tighter: "Who was it before?" Say you want to write sooner."

Brother Xiaoli groaned, not wanting to admit his previous mistake: "I want to eat sour chicken feet."

"But it's so late, I don't know if there are any chicken feet in the market, I asked Licorice to have a look." Zhang Fangyuan said, "Where's brother?"

"My brother thinks that his handwriting is not good today, so he went to the study to practice handwriting."

Holding the cub in his arms, Zhang Fangyuan glanced in the direction of the study, frowning slightly: "Your brother was a little lively in the village at first, but he doesn't like to go out even after entering the city and entering a private school. If you have nothing to do, you have to talk to your brother more, but don't make people suffocated."

"Brother can't. He doesn't talk when he comes back, but he can read loudly in private school, and he can even talk to Brother Xiao Xing."

Zhang Fangyuan nodded: "I guess it's because I'm tired from studying, so I asked your little daddy to make a glass of honey orange water for my brother."

"I want to drink too!"

Zhang Fangyuan kissed the child: "Okay, one big cup for each."

The years are lingering and peaceful, spring goes and autumn returns, cold comes and summer goes, the child in my arms grows up day by day, one year after another, but it is just between morning and night, and what slips away is three or four years.

"Boss Song sent a letter today, saying that the cloth shop in Siyang is short of goods this year, and some other merchants took advantage of the gap, so he will not come to Siyang."

Zhang Fangyuan was sitting in front of the bronze mirror in the inner room, arranging the green stubble on his mouth. Although men like to grow beards to show their dignity and stability when they are old, it is true to look old.

He always shaved his beard, and Xu He joked that the child was half the height of a man, so why make a fuss.

Xu He looked as young and good-looking as before. He wondered if it would be good-looking. In the early years, he suffered a lot and didn't take care of him well. Later, when he got married and got better, he slowly took care of him. Although he couldn't talk about wearing gold and silver in the past few years Wealthy and noble, but also not worry about food and clothing, pampered.

He was younger than himself, but he was still as beautiful as a flower.

"You can read letters?"

When Zhang Fangyuan heard the words, his shaving hands stopped at the corners of his mouth.

"In these years, the two children have been studying, and I have been learning a lot. Not to mention that I can recite poems and write poems better than the children. At any rate, it is no problem to read a letter." Even if there are words that I don't know, I can ask the two reading teachers for advice.

Zhang Fangyuan praised: "It's really easy to learn."

"Say something urgent."

Xu He put the letter on the table.

Zhang Fangyuan glanced at it, and continued to shave in front of the bronze mirror: "Song Yong has long revealed that he does not want to come to Siyang to do business again. He has been running around for the first half of his life, and has been stabilizing the shop business in Suzhou City these years. It must have been settled, so he doesn't want to run around anymore."

"If he doesn't come, what will happen to the silk in our village?"

In the past few years, everyone has raised more and more silkworms, and they are all living off this business. Their family is also earning a lot of money. If the merchant suddenly closes down, then what to do.

Zhang Fangyuan said: "I made a rough plan when I learned that Song Yongyou would not come to Siyang for business. These years, the silk in our village is good, and the poultry is also strong, so I simply organized a caravan to go to the south of the Yangtze River."

"Big Brother and Second Cousin have more than ten years of experience in selling goods, let them lead the team, and choose good hands and feet for assistance from the martial arts gym, and only drive the road from Siyang to Suzhou, which is safe."

Xu He breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Fangyuan became the patriarch. In the past few years, apart from presiding over weddings and funerals, he has been arranging errands for the adults in the clan, and his position in the clan has become more and more stable.

Zhang Xiaoxuan and Zhang Xiaotian are still selling goods with the help of Zhang Fangyuan in the past few years. The goods have also changed from scattered small items in the past to poultry, preserved eggs, salted duck eggs, etc., and they have been heading towards Suzhou. plentiful.

If silk is added to the goods, it is no problem to open up a special trade route, so their two older cousins ​​can be considered to have achieved something.

"Well, Zhuangqi has been running well these years, the business of the Ji'an Martial Arts Hall is booming, and the new shop in the east of the city is almost cleared up, and it will open in two days. After a while, the other side stabilizes, and the two martial arts halls are also good. Take people out to take the goods."

Zhang Fangyuan responded: "That's how it was arranged."

"Okay, forget about your beard, didn't you say you're going to meet guests in the east of the city today?"

"It's because I'm going to meet guests that I packed it up specially."

Zhang Fangyuan seldom cares about tidying up himself. Mostly, he wears whatever he arranges. He uses his brains on his clothes and accessories. After some reasoning, Xu He couldn't help being a little surprised to see him take out the brocade clothes today.

"Distinguished guest?"

"It's not our customer, but just to accompany them." Zhang Fangyuan also took Xu He's clothes: "I heard that he is a salt merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. He is very rich. If he can get on the line, he will do business smoothly. The good thing is that we can't get together, and after eating at the same table, there is room for us to talk about anything in the future."

"Since it's such a rich merchant, and it's not a banquet hosted by merchants in our city, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for me to go."

Zhang Fangyuan said: "It's still early, didn't you say you want to go to the bookstore to order two good inks for Ruijin Ruili? I just happened to go with you to have a look."