"Sister Liyue, don't be like this, I'm a little scared if you are like this. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Xiao Shi can't stand Zhong Liyue suddenly becoming so gentle, it's better to be fierce!"

"It's okay, just get used to it." Zhong Liyue decided to talk to Xiao Shi about studying again: "I didn't expect our cute little stone to go to school, it's really amazing!" How long have you been on the course? How many words do you know? ”

Little Stone raised a finger, "It's been a year." My uncle said that only by reading a lot and knowing a lot of words can you become a useful person when you grow up. ”

Zhong Liyue said with a smile: "So ambitious!"

"My uncle said that useful people don't have to do hard work all their lives, and they can still earn a lot of money, so that they can eat chicken drumsticks every day."

Zhong Liyue couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that your dream is to eat chicken drumsticks every day?" Hahaha, your uncle is really good at coaxing people. What does he do? ”

"He's amazing, he's a celebrity next to the eldest young master."

"Oh, they're all related households!" Zhong Liyue suddenly understood, it doesn't matter, why is Po Zhang in charge of a pulp washing room? And what will you take to feed your son and provide him with education?

The celebrities around Shen Zhaoyan?

Zhong Liyue remembered the day the kitchen was burned, and the two people who entered the house later couldn't be the older one, right? I swept the figure of the little stone, and it didn't look like it at all!

"Do you teach arithmetic in your school?"

"Arithmetic?" Xiao Shi looked ignorant: "What is it?" ”

"It's the operation of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division."

Little Stone shook his head.

It doesn't seem to have been learned yet. "Why don't I give you some early counseling? You're going to have to learn sooner or later, anyway. In this way, you will be able to practice every day in the future, and you may even be a great mathematician in the future! ”

"Is it better than being able to tell a story?" Little Stone asked.

"Of course. What's so great about storytelling?! Zhong Liyue tried her best to encourage Xiao Shi to study more.

After teaching for a few moments, Xiao Shi shook his head and couldn't bear it, "I don't learn anymore, I don't learn anymore, it's not fun at all." ”

Zhong Liyue didn't learn how to coax him, so he had to give up.

Xiaoshi took out a pen and paper from the house and drew a strange figure for Zhong Liyue to see: "Look, do I draw like Monkey King?" ”

Zhong Liyue struggled to identify the four different shapes on the paper, and couldn't help but snort' and laughed: "Monkey King? Hahaha. ”

"Don't laugh! What's so funny, huh! Xiao Shi glared at Zhong Liyue angrily.

Zhong Liyue pursed her lips, but there was still a smile on her face, "Okay, okay, don't laugh at you, come, give me the pen, I'll draw it for you." She took the pen and drew a few strokes on the paper, and a simple cartoon version of the little monkey jumped onto the paper.

"Wow. You draw so cute, like a real monkey. The little stone held the painting up like a treasure, his eyes blinking.

Zhong Liyue smiled silently, and drew a cartoon pig, "This is the second senior brother, Zhu Bajie." ”

"Second Senior Brother?" Xiao Shi suddenly remembered something: "Oh, so you scolded me for being a pig." ”

Zhong Liyue was stunned for a moment, remembering the words he had just met when Xiao Shi teased him. This kid remembers! Zhong Liyue laughed embarrassedly twice and defended: "Don't you think Zhu Bajie is cute? I just said you were as cute as he was, and nothing else. ”

"You, liar, people!" Xiao Shi glared at Zhong Liyue angrily, then twisted his head and ignored her.

Zhong Liyue hugged his chubby body and shook it, and said coquettishly: "Oh, people really didn't lie to you!" Look at you, a man, who is actually scheming with a girl, it's really unusual! ”

"Humph!"

"Otherwise, in order to punish me, you will come as a master, teach me to read, teach me all the words that you think are difficult to recognize, all the words that are difficult to learn, and torture me to death?"

Xiao Shi rolled his eyes, nodded, and agreed: "This method is good. Then he went back to the house and took out the books and began to teach Zhong Liyue to read.

Zhong Liyue remembers that when she was a child, she liked to take a small blackboard and chalk and teach the children younger than herself in the courtyard, following the teacher's example. Little Stone played and played, and gradually liked the feeling of being a little teacher. Zhong Liyue took this opportunity to learn a few words, and also practiced with a brush in her own hands.

For most of the afternoon, Zhong Liyue was learning the words of this time and space, Xiaoshi became addicted to being a teacher, and even learned the tone of an adult to teach people: "Why are you so stupid, you can't know such simple words, how many times have you been taught?" ”

Zhong Liyue was not annoyed, humbly asked the little stone for advice, and held him in a weak way.

Xiaoshi teaches one or the other, and Zhong Liyue also learns to be happy.

There is a good saying that it is not terrible for the master to be angry, but he is afraid that the students will not love to learn. Zhong Liyue's curiosity invisibly stimulated Xiao Shi's desire to learn, in order not to be asked by Zhong Liyue, Xiao Shi became very fond of learning, he not only made up for the homework he had fallen before, in addition, while teaching Zhong Liyue, he also got the opportunity to review.

More than a month has passed, and in a knowledge assessment, Xiaoshi has become the first place in the school. When Zhang Po saw her master's praise letter, she couldn't believe it was true, and went to look for the literate Rong Liu.

"That's right, that's right, it's a boast of a small stone." After Rong Liu took the letter and read it carefully, he was also happy for them.

Zhang Po choked up a little: "If the stone father is knowledgeable under the spring, he will be blind." ”

Rong Liu nodded, "This kid didn't embarrass your family!" I couldn't help but be curious: "What trick did you use to make the little stone grow so much?" I remember that his least favorite thing was going to school. ”

"Uh~~~" Zhang Po didn't dare to say it, "It's not early, I have to go back, no one is watching in the pulp washing room." Then he hurried away.

Rong Liu looked at Mrs. Zhang's back and wondered, what did she have to hide?

It was getting dark.

Zhong Liyue finished telling Xiao Shi a new story and learned a few new words from him. After it was over, Zhong Liyue pulled the little stone to the window, pointed to Mingyue who was washing clothes outside, and said, "Little stone, look at that girl."

"I know, she's not your second sister. Don't you often ask me to secretly bring her good food? "The small stone is not clear, so it is authentic.

"You know she's my second sister, but you don't know that in our hometown, she can tell stories better than me."

Little Rock opened his eyes wide and said 'um', "Really? ”

"Of course it's true."

"Then why didn't she tell me?"

"Because she's going to work! Moreover, she has a problem, that is, when many people look at her, she speaks in knots. If there were only two or three people, she would have spoken. ”

The little stone understood, lifted his legs, and ran out. Mama Zhang was eating melon seeds, and after listening to Xiaoshi say a few words, she swept into the room with cold eyes. Zhong Liyue, who was looking around the room, felt a 'chuckle' in her heart, knowing that there was no hope for things.

Sure enough, Zhang Po put down the melon seeds and rushed directly into the house, and scolded with her head and face: "You are a thoughtful person, I told you not to be delusional, dare to think about it!" Don't think that helping my son win the first place is a meritorious service! Usually I turn a blind eye to you being lazy, and you still have to coax my son to help your sister? When my son is wronged, huh? I'm telling you, get back to me tonight, and get up and work with them tomorrow morning. ”