Chapter 123: Children Literacy

The weather seems to be joking with people, the sun was shining a few days ago, and these days it is said that the face will change the face, the clouds are thick, the sun is like a naughty child, hiding behind the clouds and not coming out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The celebration was really a celebration, Wen made a big table of dishes, all the color, flavor and flavor, Liu Qingxi didn't know what to say to thank him.

Time passed day by day, the cold air hit with an unstoppable momentum, if you go out, people are wrapped as round as bears, Liu Qingxi sister and brother are at most warm in Yang's house.

The good charcoal of the Yang family has not stopped, the house is warm, and other people's houses are awaited, not to mention that they are reluctant to spend money on charcoal, and they are reluctant to burn firewood for heating.

Liu Qingxi was originally afraid of the cold system, and fell in love with the temperature of the Yang family in his heart, plus he ate hot pot from time to time, and became closer and closer to the Yang family.

At this point, it has been half a year since Liu Qingxi came to this era in winter.

People are at home, resting indoors, or going to the neighbor's house.

And it's time for Liu Qingyan to fulfill what he once promised!

After these days of study, he has been able to memorize the three-character scripture completely, and he has learned a lot of big characters.

The cold air could not stop the enthusiasm of the children to play, and the village was full of laughter.

When they were tired of playing, the children found a random place to sit down, running all over the heat, and the childish words recounted the big and small things that had happened around them recently.

One of them was a small boy in a blue cotton shirt and pants, and a thick cotton hat with a small round face and big bright eyes that seemed to be able to speak.

"Good news for you!"

"What's the good news?" a visibly stockier boy asked, wiping his snot and expectantly.

"Brother Yang said, from today onwards, I can teach you to read!" The little boy is none other than Liu Qingyan.

At first, he wanted to teach a few friends to read and write, but was stopped by Yang Yichen on the grounds that he didn't know a few words himself, and he would definitely not be able to teach others well, so he would study for a while.

Therefore, Liu Qingyan studied alone, and the only fun was to teach Liu Qingxi the words he had learned.

Now that it's cold, Yang Yichen told him that he doesn't have to go every day, he can go there every other day, and what makes him happiest is that he can be a little teacher!

"Really?" said one of the children, jumping for joy.

They have been looking forward to this moment for I don't know how long, and it is more than happy to let them eat meat.

"Yes, yes, but if you practice calligraphy, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are more expensive, my sister said, let each of your family members make a big sand table, and practice words on it with branches, which can be reused!"

Liu Qingyan was just relaying Liu Qingxi's words at this time.

It is said that in order to exercise Liu Qingyan's mastery of brushes at the beginning and cultivate the style of fonts, she did not let him be frugal in order to save money, and has always used paper bought in the town.

To tell the truth, it's really expensive, a small exercise book for one or two cents a piece in modern times, in this era, the price doesn't know how many times it has increased, in just over a month, it cost a hundred cents, only a little more.

I don't bring the books I bought or anything like that, and sure enough, reading is a money-burning industry.

As for the children in the village, they just want to know a few words, and they don't just want to be blind when they go out, there is no need to waste these money, just make a sand table and practice on it, and the reuse efficiency is high and saves money.

"Okay, I'll go home now and let my dad do it for me!"

Then: "I'll go home and let my dad do it!" Another kid ran away!

One after another, Liu Qingyan was left after a while.

The little guy was unhappy, no one was playing with him, pouting and looking tangled, kicking the lumps on the road as he walked, looking sullen.

At home, Liu Qingxi didn't expect the little guy who usually had to play crazy for a day to come back so soon, pouting as if someone else owed him a few taels of silver and didn't pay it back.

Without waiting for her to ask, the little guy told what had happened, and complained after it was over: "Sister, why do you say that Erzhuzi is like this, he won't play with me anymore." ”

Liu Qingxi held her forehead, thinking that it was a big deal, it turned out that it was because of this reason, is it worth it? Of course, she won't tell the little guy directly.

Instead, he changed to a tactful way: "Okay, okay, you see that you are all literate and literate, and they can't be two pillars, of course I hope to study soon, okay, from today onwards, you will have a task."

When you go to Brother Yang's house to study again, you have to be serious, or you won't be laughed at by your friends. ”

Liu Qingyan nodded silently, and the sullen anger in his heart dissipated a lot.

It seems that Liu Qingxi's enlightenment still has an effect, the little guy put away the tears in his eyes, sucked his nose, and smiled again: "Sister, I'm going to practice calligraphy!"

After speaking, he ran to the room and sat down at the small square table and began to practice seriously, looking upright like an old pedant who studied knowledge.

At this moment, Liu Qingxi is proud that he can provide better conditions for his only relative, give him more opportunities, and have more choices on the road of life in the future.

Even if she has to put in more effort for this goal.

Shaking his head, Liu Qingxi began to tinker with the firewood at home, bundled them up, and put them near the door of the kitchen, saving them from getting wet in the snow for a few days.

In the era of no gas and natural gas, no electricity, firewood is a necessity of life, especially in winter, once it is wet, the severe consequences can be imagined, and few families will have extra help to others.

At this moment, the commotion came, and then the hurried footsteps got closer and closer.

Before I saw the figure, I heard a voice: "Qingxi, what kind of sand table are you talking about, hurry up and tell me!"

With a hearty voice and an atmospheric tone, you don't need to look at Liu Qingxi to know that it is Zhang Wuliang, the village head.

Immediately afterwards, several strong men came in the courtyard at once, with a high hat and thick cotton clothes, and when they spoke, they quickly formed a cloud of mist in the air.

Liu Qingxi made an inviting gesture: "Uncles and uncles come into the house and say!"

Inside the house, Liu Qingyan's earnest practice made several big men open their mouths in surprise, and there were horizontal and vertical ink marks on the paper, although they didn't know what it was, but their admiration arose.

I forgot the purpose of my visit.

"Qingyan, what kind of words did you write?" Zhang Wuliang circled around Liu Qingyan, eager to see a flower on the paper.

Several other big men were also staring at each other, even if they didn't know the words on it, they also thought it was good-looking, really good-looking.

Thinking so in my heart, I blurted it out on my lips.

The first time he was watched by people like a giant panda, Liu Qingyan's little face turned red, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Uncle and uncle, this is the word on the three-character scripture, the beginning of man!"