Xiao Mu came alone to the mango tree on the right side of the door, leaned against the mango tree, held a long stick, and kept hitting the innocent ground with a wooden stick.

He seemed to be angry, in order to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart, he was complaining that Zhang Laohan ignored his existence and complained that he did not pay attention to himself.

Now Xiao Mu thinks of himself at that time, he will feel very ridiculous, pouting, and he doesn't dare to lose his temper with Zhang Laohan and others, so he can only sulk by himself.

However, some cuts, immersed in the "river of love" that had just been reunited, and the Zhang Laohan family did not realize it.

After a long time, Zhang Laohan remembered Xiao Mu, "Hey, where is Xiao Mu, where did Xiao Mu go!" Zhang Laohan looked around a few times and found no trace of Xiao Mu.

Only then did Zhang Laohan's family react and look for Xiao Mu.

"Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu, where are you?" Zhang Laohan shouted loudly.

Although Xiao Mu heard it, he didn't buy the old man's account, pretended not to hear it, and continued to sulk.

"You kid, I've finally found you, what are you doing here, go back to the house with me. ”

In this way, Xiao Mu was arrested by Zhang Laohan and returned to the house.

"Xiao Mu, come, this is the new clothes and pants that my aunt bought for you, I don't know if you can wear them, come and try it." Wan Yan picked up the new clothes he bought for Xiao Mu, which was a complete set.

Xiao Mu, who was still sullen just now, was smiling at this moment, it turned out that he had not been forgotten, but the flesh and blood were more precious.

Although the clothes are very cheap, there is no distinction between high and low in Xiao Mu's eyes, and he is already very satisfied to have new clothes and pants to wear. Besides, he didn't understand that at the time.

Xiao Mu picked up his clothes and went back to the room to try on them.

Seeing that Xiao Mu was so happy, Zhang Laohan teased: "Oh, Xiao Mu still knows that he is shy." ”

Instantly, the room was filled with laughter.

"It's not good-looking, grandpa, look!" Xiao Mu asked ecstatically.

Not to mention, the dress just fits, "It's good-looking, you're the best." ”

The new clothes are really better than the old clothes, which makes Xiao Mu love it, and she doesn't want to take it off at all after putting it on, but it's impossible not to take it off.

"Okay, Xiao Mu, hurry up and change him, and keep it for the New Year's holiday, otherwise you won't have any clothes to wear by then." Zhang Laohan reminded Xiao Mu.

At that time, it was not easy to wear a new dress, and you could only buy new clothes to wear during the Chinese New Year, and some adults did not even have new clothes to wear during the New Year, because Nancheng was really backward at that time.

It has become a culture to wear new clothes during the New Year and wear old clothes on a regular basis.

Even though Xiao Mu was reluctant in every way, in order to not belong to other friends in terms of momentum for the New Year, Xiao Mu still obediently changed his new clothes and pants.

That's pretty much the time to say, and the laughter has passed.

Xiao Ying looked at Xiao Mu and asked, "Xiao Mu, how old are you?"

At that time, Xiao Mu didn't have any concept of age, and no one had mentioned it around him, and no one had taught him.

Being asked by Wan Yan like this, Xiao Mu was a little confused, touching her brain, and her eyes were rolling.

Zhang Laohan on the side was made to cry and laugh by Xiao Mu's action, "You tell your aunt that you are almost five years old, fool." ”

Speaking of which, Xiao Mu can't be blamed, if you want to blame it, no one will teach him and he didn't get a good early childhood education.

Five years old, it's almost time to go to school, "Xiao Mu, have you ever thought about going to school!" Wan Yan asked.

Xiao Mu turned his head and glanced at Zhang Laohan, as if he really asked Zhang Laohan for advice.

"Look at what I'm doing, ask you, not me. ”

Xiao Mu said slowly: "No, I didn't think about going to school. ”

"Then have you ever thought about the consequences of not going to school?" Wan Yan continued.

The old man on the side heard Xiao Mu say this, and he couldn't sit still, "If you don't go to school, you will become the same as your grandmother, you can't read a single big word, you don't know where to go in the future, no one wants you to work, and you don't know if you're sold." ”

Xiao Mu didn't respond much, just lowered his head and was silent.

Under all kinds of persuasion, Xiao Mu finally agreed to go to school, but he hadn't decided when he would go to school, whether it would be this year or next year or a few years.

In order to make Xiao Mu not worse than others after entering the school, Wan Yan made a plan for Xiao Mu. In mathematics, you need to be able to count to a hundred, and you have to learn to write, as for Chinese, you need to learn simple strokes and fonts, and English is not included, because Wan Yan herself has never learned English.

As soon as the sun rose the next day, Wan Yan put the tables and chairs in the open space in front of the door, waiting for Xiao Mu to wake up and study.

The sleepy-eyed Xiao Mu got up groggily, and was surprised as soon as she arrived at the door, thinking: "There's no need to be in such a hurry, what I said yesterday will start today?"

"Hurry up, hurry up and wash up and eat breakfast. Come here after eating, and I'll set you a task. "Wan Yan is very gentle and kind.

Maybe it's because I'm very unfamiliar with Wan Yan, Xiao Mu didn't dare to slack off, and it was done in just a few minutes.

Easier said than done.

Xiao Mu didn't even know how to hold a pen at least, so she had to be taught step by step by Wan Yan. At first, Xiao Mu didn't hold it well, but fortunately, Wan Yan was also very patient and didn't get angry or anything.

On the contrary, Xiao Mu seemed a little impatient, because it was very boring for him, and he wrote crookedly and vertically, which was miserable, and he had no confidence in himself.

Wan Yan saw that Xiao Mu was a little upset, so she said to him: "Xiao Mu, you have to calm down, put your mind on studying, don't worry, this is not an overnight thing, don't be in a hurry, you haven't been in contact with it before, these are normal phenomena." ”

At that time, Xiao Mu felt that Wan Yan was a cow, and she could write so many words, "Auntie, why are you so powerful, I think it's so difficult, the words you write are crooked, and the chicken feet are better than the words I write." ”

Xiao Mu's childish words successfully amused Wan Yan, "Cough, you kid, how much have you written, not a single page, you can't hold the pen well, how good you want to write, just practice with peace of mind." ”

But the child is a child after all, he is in Cao Ying, his heart is in Han, and he is practicing calligraphy on the surface, but he doesn't know where he has flown to.

Fortunately, Wan Yan did not give up, she taught Xiao Mu hand-in-hand, forcing Xiao Mu to finish practicing words, but the effect was not obvious.

Seeing that Xiao Mu really couldn't practice anymore, Wan Yan didn't let Xiao Mu continue to practice, "Okay, let's teach Chinese here today, let's learn arithmetic next, we only need to learn one to ten today, no need to write, just learn to count." ”

Counting from one to ten is too simple for Xiao Mu, but he can't count, after all, Xiao Mu used to be the one who let go of ducks, and simple counting is still possible.

In the early morning, bathed in the sun, the picture of Wan Yan teaching Xiao Mu to study is like a painting.

Wan Yan's selfless dedication is comparable to mother's love.

"One to ten, do you only practice this today?" Xiao Mu asked curiously.

Wan Yan nodded, "Mmmm, yes, it's okay to remember one to ten today." ”

Hearing Wan Yan say this, Xiao Mu was very proud.

I thought: "It's finally time to rest, this little thing can't be difficult for me." ”