Cheng Yangyang was not annoyed, took the bundle of pens he opened from Wang Erwa's hand, gave one to each of the three little ghosts, and then opened the bundle of paper and gave one to each of them.

At this time, there were already many people standing outside the courtyard wall of Chen Sanniang's house, and they sat at the door of the house chatting after eating, and when they saw Cheng Yangyang running back, they followed curiously.

Seeing that she gave Wang Xiaoshu and them paper and pens, they didn't want to leave, so they listened directly to the courtyard wall.

"Come, sit down, get ready for class", the three little ghosts curiously studied the pen in their hands, Cheng Yangyang knocked on the table and asked them to look over, "Before teaching you how to read, I will teach you how to hold the pen."

As she spoke, she picked up a pen and gave them a demonstration, and when the three of them saw it, they immediately threw themselves into learning.

They have never held a pen, they don't even know how to swing their fingers, Wang Xiaohua, who is sitting opposite Cheng Yangyang, is even more like her, holding a pen in the same direction as her, her right hand is Wang Xiaohua's left, and she holds a pen in her left hand.

"Brother Big Tree, does Xiaohua usually eat with her left hand or right hand?"

Because she was not sure about Wang Xiaohua's situation, she turned her head to ask Wang Dashu on the side, and handed him the ink stone and asked him to help grind it.

"This, this hand", Wang Dashu, who was suddenly named, was stunned for a moment, and replied in a slightly panic.

Seeing that Wang Dashu stretched out her right hand, she knew that Wang Xiaohua was learning from her, she put down the pen, went around behind Wang Xiaohua, and taught her to hold the pen hand in hand.

After correcting Wang Xiaohua's gestures, she went to correct Wang Xiaoshu's gestures, because they were too nervous in the first class, their fingers didn't listen to the command, and they couldn't take it themselves after correcting it.

Cheng Yangyang was busy among them, and in the end, they were only able to hold the pen steadily, and their posture was completely wrong.

"Forget it, take your time", she gave up, it will be dark if she continues to teach, and she still has to let them recognize words today, which is a bit rewarding.

Wang Dashu on the side was also in a hurry, he couldn't sit still, he wanted to step forward to reprimand the two children for being stupid, and he was afraid of disturbing Cheng Yangyang's class, so he was in a hurry.

"Come, you write this word on the paper for me", Cheng Yangyang wrote the word "Wang" on the paper and asked them to write along, "Write smaller, don't waste paper".

The three of them looked at the paper with words written in Cheng Yangyang's hand and were stunned, and no one was willing to put down the pen.

"Why don't you write?"

"Dumb girl, can I write on the ground?" Wang Erwa shouted in a loud voice, smart is very smart, but what is the matter with calling her a dumb girl?

"Yes", Cheng Yangyang looked at them speechlessly, "But don't call me a dumb girl in the future, my name is Cheng Yangyang! You can call me Sister Yangyang or Master, but you can't call me a dumb girl anymore."

She deliberately amplified her voice so that others outside the walls could hear it.

"Yes, Master!" the three little imps said in unison.

In the next lesson, Wang Erwa and they would rather write on the ground with a branch than on paper, and the other little ghosts in the village saw them writing on the ground like playing, and they also ran in one after another.

"Wang Erwa, do you have any other names?"

When teaching them to write their names, it was Wang Erwa's turn to stop, this name seemed to be a nickname, and it didn't sound very good.

"Milk, do I have a name", Wang Erwa was asked by her, turned around and ran to the courtyard wall to ask her grandmother.

"What's the name, it's good to call the second baby, it's easy to feed!" his grandmother looked like she felt good about herself.

Cheng Yangyang only frowned slightly when she heard it and didn't speak, she didn't teach Wang Erwa to write his name, and it was getting dark, she only asked them to memorize the few words taught today.

"Okay, that's all for tonight's class, remember to practice more when you go home for the few words you taught today, and I'm going to test you in class tomorrow", she clapped her hands and told them to get up from the ground.

"Also, if you come over tomorrow, get a pen and paper with me later, if you don't have a name, go home in the evening and ask your father and mother to give you a name, that's all."

After Cheng Yangyang finished speaking, he asked Wang Erwa and them to go back, and the villagers outside the courtyard wall watched this class and felt that she was doing a good job, at least it was a casual conversation after dinner.

"Girl, you haven't eaten yet, you wait for me to make it for you", Chen Sanniang sat on the threshold and watched for a long time, how many years, her family is finally popular again, she is happy.

"Third grandma, no need, I'll go home and eat", Cheng Yangyang refused her kindness, it was not easy for her, what was it to rub her own food.

But Chen Sanniang insisted on cooking for her, and even Wang Xiaoshan came.

"Why are you here to eat again?" didn't she buy him two bags of rough noodles for him to make himself?

"The third grandmother asked me to come here to partner", Wang Xiaoshan limped in, sat opposite her, and when he saw the paper and pen on the table, he hesitantly stretched out his hand.

"If you're bored, you'll start auditing tomorrow," she said, saying that classes were only for children under the age of ten, but she didn't say that no one else would be allowed to attend.

Wang Xiaoshan didn't come today, because he was afraid that he was too envious of Wang Erwa's ability to read, and he was afraid that he would not be able to take his eyes off and be embarrassed.

But when he heard her say that she could audit, he was slightly happy, suppressed the desire in his heart, and nodded, "Hmm."

Chen Sanniang cooked the rough batter, Cheng Yangyang brought herself a bowl, the sky was dark, and the black thing in the bowl made her wonder if it could be eaten.

But Wang Xiaoshan and Chen Sanniang ate very energetically, they didn't frown, and they sent it to their mouths one bite after another.

"Eat quickly, if you don't eat it, it will be cold", seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, the two urged.

Cheng Yangyang hesitated to put down the chopsticks, and the lump of paste couldn't be picked up at all, so he could only eat it to his mouth.

This bowl of rough batter doesn't smell good, it doesn't smell like a batter at all, but a dull smell of wheat husk and earth.

She tried to take a sip, the rough texture, it felt like chewing sand in her mouth, there was no taste at all, no oil and no salt, how could she eat it!

Except for a bowl of rough batter for one person, there was not a single dish on the table, Cheng Yangyang was desperate, in order not to disappoint the third grandmother, she ate the bowl of rough batter hard.

She swore she would never eat it again!

Later, in class, she made excuses that she had eaten and insisted on not rubbing rice again, and even Wang Dashu and Wang Dafei, who also came to listen to the class later, asked her to eat at home, but she refused.

Since the day of the class, more people in the village have brought their babies to class, although they still think that Cheng Yangyang is a woman with no future, but she can recognize a few words without charging money, and it doesn't seem to be a loss.