"Dad, you dissipate your anger, dissipate your anger, Xiaohua is just a child, don't worry about him generally." Father Fang Dashan hurriedly handed a sip of water to the old man, and kept patting the old man's back.

There is only one old man in the family, and his grandmother left a year before Fang Hua was born, although there is still his father Fang Dashan and his second uncle who continue to take care of his grandfather, but it is obvious that his father's health is getting worse and worse, and it is naturally impossible to say that the old people in ancient times cannot be said to be so good in postmodern life, which is also the reason why it is difficult for the old people in ancient times to live to a long life.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... "Old Man Fang was angry, making him cough constantly, in this feudal society of the Great Song Dynasty, Fang Hua's confrontation with Ah Gong like this can be regarded as a great rebellion, although Ah Gong has always been very optimistic about the clever Fang Hua, but now Fang Hua is not lightly angry.

Both parents glared at Fang Hua fiercely, with worry in their eyes, and now after Fang Hua making such a fuss, whether the old man wants Fang Hua to study or not has become unknown, and his parents naturally began to worry.

Although Fang Hua has the appearance of a child, he himself knows that he is not a child, Ah Gong is already angry now, Fang Hua can't play with a child's temper, forget it once or twice, if he keeps playing a child's temper, it will directly annoy people.

"Ah Gong, I didn't lie to you, I will definitely be a protégé of the Son of Heaven in the future, what's wrong with Xiucai, if I go to the exam, I will definitely be able to pass the exam, if you don't believe me, I can even write my own name." Fang Hua was pulled to the ground by the Li family and stood, and said to Ah Gong in a milky voice, his eyes were pure.

It seems that Fang Hua has become a child at this moment and has been showing off to his elders when he gets good things, and it is indeed that everyone looks at Fang Hua at once, the five-year-old Fang Hua has not been educated by his father, which means that Fang Hua has not yet studied, but he himself said that he can write his own name, which naturally attracted the attention of the old man, his parents, and the second uncle.

"What nonsense, get out of the room!" Father Fang slapped Fang Hua's little head, then picked up Fang Hua and threw it into the arms of his mother Li, wanting to take Fang Hua out, he only thought that Fang Hua was a child, and he was not sensible at all, in order to prevent Fang Hua from causing trouble, he naturally took Fang Hua away.

"Dad, I really know how to write names, mother, you let me down, it hurts...... Mother...... Don't pinch my ears...... "Fang Hua was held in the warm arms of the Li family, and he had no resistance at all, how could his chubby body, which was only five years old, be compared to the Li family.

What's more, this is not the same as the plot he guessed, originally he still liked what he said, Ah Gong will definitely let him write his name and try it, in that case, he will write his name on the spot, and he seems to be extremely smart, but why hasn't he written it yet, he is actually going to be pulled away, this is not right, the plot should not develop like this.

"Old man, put him down, let him write, let him write his name!" Ah Gong spoke, commanding with a gloomy face, Fang Hua was moved to cry in Li's arms, fortunately Ah Gong spoke, otherwise his play today would not have been performed in vain, and his description of a good baby would have been in vain.

"Dad, Xiaohua is not sensible, he is shouting, he likes to be with Brother An, he is so noisy today, I will go back to take care of him at night, I can't let him be so ignorant anymore." Li didn't know Fang Hua's thoughts, and even if the five-year-old Fang Hua was usually clever, but Fang's father didn't teach Fang Hua to read and write, how could Fang Hua write his own name, in her opinion, it was just a child's nonsense and ignorant.

"I can write, I really write names. Mother, I really know how to write. Fang Hua used all his strength to put it on his little arms and legs, trying hard to struggle out, and then ...... was instantly subdued by Lee's slap.

"Put it down and let him write!" Ah Gong shouted angrily and had already stood up, as the head of the family, his majesty was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, even Fang Hua, who was in Li's arms, shuddered at this moment.

Ah Gong spoke, Li didn't dare to disobey, he could only put Fang Hua down, his eyes kept signaling, meaning to let Fang Hua admit his mistake to Ah Gong, they were all a family Ah Gong would not do anything to Fang Hua, looking at his father and the second uncle were all the same meaning, and even the second uncle was still wondering, what happened to Fang Hua, who is usually quite clever, today.

"It's really everyone drunk, I'm sober." Fang Hua suddenly had a feeling, a feeling that he would be at the top of the mountain, and the height was unbearable, as he came from post-modern life, there was really an insurmountable generation gap with the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and they couldn't imagine the education of post-modern life at all.

Forget it, now is not the time to think about these things, Fang Hua tried not to look at the gesture eyes of his parents and second uncle, nor at the old but not confused eyes of Ah Gong, he climbed onto the dinner table again, and used his chubby little hand to reach directly into the cup where Ah Gong drank water, and then dipped it in water to write.

"Fang-birch-"

When these two traditional characters were written by Fang Hua himself, there was a sense of nostalgia, his traditional name he naturally wrote, not to mention the books he had read in the postmodern life for more than ten years, just the library he opened himself is enough to show that he has an indescribable feeling for words, but since Fang Hua, who came to the Great Song Dynasty, has not written for two years, and now he has a jerky feeling when he writes, but this is okay, he is only five years old now, If you write a good hand, it is too high-profile, and it is better to be crooked.

"Grandpa, look, my name." Fang Hua sat down at the dinner table after writing, and said like a child, although his voice was milky, he could still hear the joy in his tone.

After seeing Fang Hua's crooked two words, Ah Gong just glanced at Fang Hua's father Fang Dashan, and the second uncle and mother Li also looked at Fang Hua's father at a glance, not why, because only Fang's father knew how to read and was a scholar, and the others were illiterate.

Fang Hua tried his best to restrain the urge to roll his eyes, and looked at Ah Gong a little helplessly, especially if you don't know how to read and pretend to be like a reader, is it really that, turned around, Fang Hua, who decided not to worry about the old man, put his eyes on his father, and said in a milky voice like he couldn't wait to get a compliment: "Dad, the name I wrote, is it good." ”

Father Fang Dashan, as a scholar, naturally knows words, although the words written by Fang Hua at the moment are indeed a little difficult to compliment, but the font is there, Fang Dashan can recognize that he is indeed Fang Hua's name, and he was a little stunned when he looked at the words for a while, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

Fang An at home started studying with Fang Dashan at the age of seven, if Fang Hua didn't have an accident, he should have followed Fang Dashan at the age of seven to start reading, Chen Xiucai enrolled that it was an accident, but no matter what, the current Fang Hua should not have taught him to read, how could he write his name, Fang Dashan was also a little confused, a little unbelievable.

"Draw two ghost talismans, do you think you can lie to your grandfather!" Ah Gong saw that Fang's father stayed there for a long time, he thought that Fang Hua had not written his name at all, and his eyes looked at the two things written out of water crookedly on the dinner table, defining him as a ghost drawing talisman, and he reached out and grabbed Fang Hua and was about to beat him.

"Ah Gong, Ah Gong, that's a word, that's really a word, Dad, you say a word......" Fang Hua was instantly subdued by Ah Gong, no one could beat his little arms and legs, seeing that Ah Gong was about to beat him to vent, Fang Hua hurriedly asked his father Fang Dashan for help, Ah Gong was illiterate, but his father was literate.

"Ah......, ahem, Dad, that's really a word, it's Xiaohua's name." Fang Dashan, who reacted, hurriedly stopped Ah Gong from pumping Fang Hua, and by the way, he rescued Fang Hua from Ah Gong's clutches and explained to Ah Gong.

"Really?" Ah Gong asked with some suspicion, the crooked words on the dinner table are still there, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a ghost painting.

"Hmm." Father Fang could only nod his head, because he knew that the ghost drawing talisman was really a word.

"His name?!" Old Man Fang continued to ask, still a little unconvinced, but Father Fang still nodded, Old Man Fang didn't believe it, he had to believe it, what kind of person Father Fang was, Old Man Fang naturally knew it.

Father Fang didn't dare to deceive Old Man Fang at all, this point, Old Man Fang was very sure, so after Father Fang nodded affirmatively, Old Man Fang was also a little puzzled, Fang Hua really knew how to write his own name, didn't that mean that he was wrong before?!

But how can a child like Fang Hua be able to write and read? And there was no one to teach him, how did he learn it? Old Man Fang's eyes were fixed on Fang Hua's body, looking at this clever and intelligent little grandson, he didn't know what to say for a while.

The second uncle and his parents also looked at Fang Hua, looking at Fang Hua directly, looking at Fang Hua's hairy heart, and finally his mother Li coughed, and then said in a light tone: "Xiaohua, come here, my mother asks you, how can you write your name?" Did anyone teach you how to read?! ”

As soon as Mother Li's question came out, the remaining three people in the room also listened attentively, to see how Fang Hua answered, Fang Dashan himself had not taught Fang Hua to read and write, because he had not yet reached the age, and they both knew this, so they were curious that Fang Hua was so good at reading and writing, but Fang Hua was not a child, of course he knew what they were thinking, but Fang Hua had decided to show a little ability, so he didn't care about this.

The little fat hand stretched out, pointed at his father Fang Dashan, and said in a milky voice: "I learned everything from my father." ”