A three-character scripture, sprinkled with thousands of words, the third uncle did not teach it all at once, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to memorize it, and I can't teach much in a morning reading time, the first two paragraphs, about 100 words, this is Zhang Jie's task today.

Of course, it doesn't mean that hundreds of words can't be a word, in fact, most of them say that Zhang Jie can only write simplified, but simplified Chinese is also from traditional Chinese, many words as long as they can be simplified, as for the traditional writing, as long as you write more than twice in your head, and then take a pen to write and draw on the ground, you can basically remember it in your mind.

As for those words that are really difficult to remember, then there is no good way, except for writing and practicing diligently, do you have a way to cheat and play tricks.

Of course, learning knowledge, Zhang Jie does not allow himself to cheat and play tricks, this is not a matter of the side, if you can mix it up, you can mix it up, study, but there is no possibility of fooling around.

Even if he can get through, Zhang Jie will not allow himself to do this, the third uncle's level can be said to be the first hurdle of his rebirth in this era, even if he can fool the third uncle's eyelids, he can enter the school later, do you have to find ways to fool the old master in the school? If you want to participate in scientific research in the future, will you invent any high-tech cheating methods?

This is obviously unreliable, since it is like this, then learn honestly, isn't it traditional Chinese characters, just learn, just write.

Thinking about it like this, after eating the small stove that Wang specially opened for himself, Zhang Jie took a small branch, and then began to write and draw on the ground.

The right hand still hurts, and the swollen palm is afraid that it will not be able to reduce the swelling in three or five days, so when writing, Zhang Jie pinched the branch with his fingers, and he never dared to clench it with his palm.

But it is also very inconvenient to pinch the orchid finger to write like this, and after half an hour, I feel that my fingers are stiff, and I am helpless, so I throw away the small wooden stick in my hand, and Zhang Jie writes and draws on the ground with his fingers.

The little aunt came over with a vase filled with flowers to offer treasures several times, but Zhang Jie didn't pay attention to her, and she still had a lot of serious things to do, so how could she have the leisure to be funny with the children.

Now in Zhang Jie's heart, studying hard and snatching the place of Mengxue from the third uncle's house is a first-class big thing, and anything other than this matter is an inconsequential trivial matter.

Mother Wang has already begun to pay for Zhang Jie's Mengxue tuition, the hairpin on her head that has been carried for several years is gone, of course, the hairpin on Wang's head is not a valuable object, naturally it is not comparable to the bracelet of the third aunt, a bracelet of the third aunt is a silver ingot, and the only object on Wang's body that can be handled, that is, the hairpin that is still bright, even if it is lost in the pawnshop, it is impossible to exceed a string of money.

In the past two days, Wang's expression has been different, especially looking at his eyes, which are bright and scary, Zhang Jie can't imagine how dim Wang's bright eyes will become if he hadn't gotten a place in Mengxue from his family.

However, it can be seen that the Wang family trusts his baby son very much, although it is still unclear who the old man will choose to go to Mengxue, but the Wang family seems to have decided that the last one who will be selected must be his own boy, and now he is starting to worry about Zhang Jie's tuition fees.

Since Zhang Jie found that the hairpin on the top of Wang's head was missing, he successively found that there were many missing objects at home, and there were no gold and silver jewelry at home, but some new clothes and bedding, and miscellaneous things at home were missing.

The cost of a silver ingot can make Zhang Jie's small family impoverished, and when the family becomes a lot empty, the Wang family looks to the south from time to time.

Zhang Jie knew that it was the direction of his grandmother's house, and a few aunts were not far away, thinking that if it wasn't for the burns on Wang's hands, she shouldn't have packed her bags a little and went to her mother's house to make a fortune.

Neatly wrote the last sentence on the ground, 'Brother Yuchang, it is advisable to be a prophet', and Zhang Jie, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead, got up and washed his face in the basin, which was a little rest.

The sun outside was already very hot, and important laborers such as uncle and uncle had already gone down to the fields to fetch water and water the fields.

This year's crop harvest is very average, because there has not been much rain this summer, it has always been so hot and dry, most of the crops in the field are bad and dry, if it is not for the injury on Wang's hands, I am afraid that now it is time to go to the field to carry water to irrigate the field under the scorching sun.

The little aunt wants to milk Xiaoni and Tie Dan two children, so she basically doesn't go out of the house all day long, as for the third aunt who should also be a laborer, it will seem to be diarrhea or what's wrong, in short, the legs and feet are weak, and they can't do heavy goods, so they rest at home.

As for what Zhang Jie saw in the yard with melon seed skins flying all over the sky, and the third aunt with a ruddy complexion had weak legs and feet, it is unknown.

"Do you want scissors for these branches and leaves? I saw the flowers you sent to that girl before, the branches and leaves are all removed, but if they are all removed, there are not a few green leaves against the background, just a sudden flower, does it seem too monotonous, we countrymen look no different, but I heard that those ladies and ladies in the city are very picky, and the slightest unpleasant things are not looked at at at all. ”

I don't know if the little aunt was stimulated by the bottle of flowers sold to Ling Yue for ten copper plates, or because she received ten dollars from Zhang Jie, in short, Zhang Xia, who was holding a small empty box at the moment, and Zhang Xia, who was full of flowers, looked serious, and her slightly round little face was covered with beads of sweat, and she didn't care at all.

"Alas!" Looking at the little girl who did not reach her goal, Zhang Jie had to admire the perseverance of the other party, from yesterday to give her the task, to today, the girl has picked a large bag of flowers, red, yellow, green, how beautiful and how to come, I don't know if the flowers on the nearby mountains have been picked by her.

When the bottles ran out, she found some jars, and when she even filled the basin with flowers for washing her face, Zhang Jie knew that she was so silent, saying that if she got up tomorrow, there would be no place to put her feet in the whole yard.

"Flowers are enough, we don't need so many, let's do experiments, three or five flowers are enough, at most ten flowers are needed, any more is a waste, and those branches and leaves can be left some, but not too much, just leave two pieces on a flower, in is, you get so many flowers, we don't have so much salt and sugar to feed." Leave a few of the best ones and throw the rest! ”

Zhang Jie, who gently instructed the girl again, and then picked up the book again, began to continue to write and draw on the ground with his fingers.

Don't dare to delay your studies.