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Luo Yuhan devotes an hour or so every day to teaching the children of Xiaowo Village to read and write, and he is a way to repay the villagers for taking care of him for three years. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The villagers of Xiaowo Village are simple and indisputable, and before Uncle Luo found him, he raised him almost without asking for anything in return.

His gratitude is self-evident, even if many of the young men who take care of him are admirers of the little fish girl, they have never raised their eyebrows at him. Although their village is closed, it is extremely rare to be kind and friendly.

So since he was able to move, he solved the problem of children's literacy.

"Where did you go yesterday?" He sat on the ground wantonly, facing a bunch of small radish heads in front of him, his expression was clear, his eyes were light, and he casually raised his finger and said, "Wu Ke, you say." ”

The kid who was called Wu Ke got up from the ground, shook his head and recited: "Zigong said: The poor have no flattery, and the rich have no arrogance. How? Zi said: Yes. Those who are not poor are happy, and those who are rich and courteous. Zigong said: Poetry cloud: such as cutting, such as learning, such as grinding. What is it? Zi said: Give also, the beginning can be true to the truth. Tell the past and know the future. Zi said: If you don't suffer from people, you don't know people, and you don't know people.

Wu Nuandong looked at the several dolls sitting there shaking their heads and reciting them silently, looking very cute, and couldn't help laughing.

She and Cheng Zijing are both visitors from the village, and they are extraordinary in appearance and temperament, which naturally attracts the curiosity of the children, and they glance at them from time to time, seeing Wu Nuandong pursing their lips and smiling, they all look at it, and feel that this new lady is very good-looking, even better than the popular Xiaoyu sister in their village.

After Wu Ke finished reciting, Luo Yuhan praised two sentences of appreciation, and then asked, "Then who will explain the meaning of this passage?" When the words fell, no one took the initiative, he took a closer look, shook his head helplessly, coughed lightly, and regretted letting Nuan Nuan come to see him teach.

He raised his voice, "Who's going to explain what this means?" ”

The attention of all the babies was all on Wu Nuandong, who was born, and a fat boy of five or six years old moved over without recognizing his life, and he didn't dare to approach Wu Nuandong's body shyly, but grabbed the hem of Cheng Zijing's clothes and asked quietly, "Uncle, are you also here to learn words from Mr. Luo?" ”

The village is so big, as soon as they appeared yesterday, it caused heated discussions in the village. The babies didn't get an answer in front of their parents, so their curiosity was full of curiosity, and they naturally couldn't help but ask when they saw the two today.

Cheng Zijing got Wu Nuandong's promise to give him a baby, and recently he has seen that the children are full of fatherly love and kindness. He picked up the fat boy and let him sit on his lap, and whispered to him: "You don't listen to the class, aren't you afraid that Mr. Luo will reprimand you?" ”

"Don't be afraid! Mr. Luo is very good and never trains people. His round little face squeezed out a smile, and then said mysteriously: "It's Sister Xiaoyu who is so fierce, she always talks about us." We all said in private that if Sister Xiaoyu married Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo would be pitiful, such a fierce mother-in-law, hey, it's terrible! ”

Cheng Zijing's eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a smile: "People are big ghosts, in case you Mr. Luo is willing, you just wait to call your sister Xiaoyu as the master!" ”

Thinking about that picture, the fat boy was full of excitement. There is a powerful teacher, who is simply scared to death!

"Don't talk nonsense, Sister Xiaoyu is going to marry my brother!" A little girl sitting on the edge suddenly turned around and glared at the fat boy angrily.

The fat boy turned his face like a book, and smiled so flatteringly, "Yes, yes, Siya is right, let Sister Xiaoyu marry your brother in the future." ”

The little girl held her little head proudly, "It's smart!" Then he glanced at Cheng Zijing, and turned his head arrogantly not to look at him. No man is as good as his brother, hmph, Mr. Luo...... Mr. Luo is only barely like his brother.

The fat boy sneered and climbed down, sat up straight obediently, squeezed his eyebrows at the little friends who were watching, and looked helplessly in the direction of the little girl.

Cheng Zijing couldn't help but smile, put his shoulder on Wu Nuandong, and said softly: "Look at this kid, he knows how to make girls happy at a young age!"

Wu Nuandong glanced at him, "Isn't it quite the style of your childhood!" They are all precocious lords. ”

"What! I was in my twenties at the time, so I didn't know what I wanted and what I liked! That is, Nuan Nuan, you always misunderstand my feelings for you! He hurriedly took the opportunity to clarify.

"Hehe, uncle in his thirties!"

Cheng Zijing's smile stiffened, and he was silent. So he seems to be ...... It really belongs to the old cow to eat tender grass.

Luo Yuhan half-lowered his eyes, pretending not to see the atmosphere of flirting between the two, and sighed heavily in his heart. For a while, all that remained of the children's chatter was left in this humble little class.

The male baby is comparing Wu Nuandong's appearance with the best-looking sister Xiaoyu in the village, while the female baby is peeking at Cheng Zijing and whispering as if she is studying their relationship with Mr. Luo.

"Gee, what are you stinky boys talking about! Why don't you listen well? Xiaoyu pretended to be casual and walked over, seeing that this scene was a little strange, then he raised his eyebrows, and the wicker in his hand snapped to the big tree beside him, "Hey, hey, listen to the class, don't gossip!" ”

The scene was quiet, and even Luo Yuhan, who was distracted, suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Wu Nuandong, ignored Xiaoyu, and continued: "Recite the words I learned yesterday." ”

These children immediately set up a sand board and looked at Luo Yuhan solemnly with a branch.

"Foolishness, poverty, richness, arrogance."

As he finished speaking, the children also wrote these four words on the sand board one after another, and the first child in each row sent his sand board, and after Luo Yuhan judged, they were going to check the other people's fonts.

Xiaoyu glared at Wu Nuandong resentfully, she must have disturbed Mr. Luo's teaching, otherwise Mr. Luo had never been distracted at such a serious and solemn moment of teaching.

Wu Nuandong glanced at Luo Yuhan, who had always lowered his eyes and couldn't see his thoughts, thought about it, pulled up Cheng Zijing and left quietly.

Xiao Yu tilted his head and saw that Luo Yuhan didn't show any emotion, and secretly followed out.

This simple classroom was established at the foot of the mountain, and Xiao Yu didn't see the two of them on the way back to the village and walked up the mountain, and sure enough, the two were not far away.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Wu Nuandong stopped, no surprise that Xiaoyu would follow, and raised his eyebrows sideways, "What?" (To be continued.) )