Soon after, Liu Fufeng pushed open the door and walked in, shook off the snow from the umbrella, and hung Lu Aya's robe in the room.

At this time, Lu Aya was struggling to write, and she went over to take a look.

Although it's not beautiful, it's very neat, and it can be seen that her Aya has worked hard.

It's just that the writing is very slow, from the time she went out to the time she came back, Lu Aya only wrote a few words on the first page, and you must know that there are more than a dozen pages behind.

How long is this going to be written? And often a small stroke Lu Aya has to be repeatedly compared to avoid mistakes, which has slowed down a lot of speed.

Liu Fufeng was a little distressed, and he couldn't wait to help Lu Aya by himself, but he just thought about it, if Teacher Li knew that Aya was cheating......

She's going to be even worse.

Although it is good to understand that strictness is good, it is always distressing.

Never mind......

Liu Fufeng simply didn't look at Lu Aya, out of sight and out of heart.

Then she took out a small box from the bedside, and when she opened it, it was full of miscellaneous items.

A piece of moon-surging grass, and a piece of paper tightly wrapped in silk, opened the paper, and there were two crooked words written in it - Lu Aya.

This is the first word that Lu Aya knew, and it was also she who wrote down her name and handed it to Liu Fufeng, she would never have thought that Liu Fufeng would even treasure this kind of thing.

Carefully folding the paper, Liu Fufeng took out a piece of brocade, took out the soft in his pocket and put it on, which was the shaved hair found in Lu Aya's robe and the one she had cut before.

Liu Fufeng was reluctant to throw it away, but it was useless to hold it, so after thinking about it, it was better to put it away, after all, this was the first time her Aya cut her hair......

It's a souvenir.

After putting it away, Liu Fufeng put the box aside again, and just sat on the thatched bed and watched Lu Aya's back.

Is it really appropriate for her to do this?

Liu Fufeng asked herself, she always felt that her feelings for Lu Aya were a little sick......

In just a few months of getting along, this little girl has a higher status in her heart than anyone before, father, mother, friend, brother......

These people together are not as good as Lu Aya's.

Why this happened, Liu Fufeng didn't know, but she just liked it, and this emotion was intensifying day by day, and it became more and more obvious with Lu Aya's progress.

What's so good about her Aya?

When they first met, Lu Aya didn't know anything and didn't understand anything, and the only thing Liu Fufeng could feel from her was a strange feeling that was out of step with the world and a wariness of her.

But as the two got along, from being vigilant and unfamiliar to eating with the same utensils and sleeping in the same bed, the progress was rapid, she witnessed everything about Lu Aya, and also enjoyed the feeling of taking care of her, and could even accommodate her unconditionally.

Aya likes to be a senior sister, so she is a junior sister.

Think so.

What a strange emotion......

Liu Fufeng stroked his chest, felt his heart beating rapidly, and then after seeing Lu Aya who was struggling to write...... Slowly calmed down.

Inexplicable peace of mind.

By the end of the day, she was already in a deep quagmire and couldn't extricate herself.

But there is nothing wrong with this, Liu Fufeng did not have any resistance, and let himself fall deeper and deeper.

This is probably what it feels like to raise a daughter?

Liu Fufeng suddenly thought, and then laughed at himself.

It's hard to say.

……

Just when Liu Fufeng looked at Lu Aya thinking nonsense, the latter didn't have so much spare time.

"...... Only...... Know ......"

The mouth was inexplicably chattering, and the hand was non-stop, and the little thumb holding the pen trembled slightly.

Lu Aya is going crazy.

Her fine-pointed brush is very troublesome and tiring to write, and this meticulous work is simply a test of her patience...... Lu Aya had the urge to drop the pen immediately and then tear the book off.

However, she held back, and she had to endure it if she didn't want to be beaten.

But I was still very impatient, how good it would be if there was a ballpoint pen, where would it be like now, I had to dip my ink when I wrote, and I had to beware of too much ink and staining my handwriting.

The thin-tailed wolf or something, how can her morning light pen be easy to use? But she told her that it was important to be literate in writing, and that she would use spells and charms in the future.

It's annoying, it's annoying......

This first page was only half copied, and Lu Aya's patience ran out.

And Lu Aya's situation Li Zhuzi had already guessed, she knew that Lu Aya was very impatient, but she was not angry, because this was a common problem of children, and it was normal.

That's why she had to train Lu Aya and give her such a heavy task.

If she can successfully finish writing, Lu Aya's stamina will definitely increase a lot, but even if she can't finish writing, Li Zhuzi is not surprised, as long as she can write more than half, she will be very satisfied.

In this case, it depends on the degree of Lu Aya's impetuousness, which is not comparable to the fear of her.

Obviously, Li Zhuzi overestimated Lu Aya, who couldn't afford to resist laziness at all, although he was very irritable, but Lu Aya was still earnestly, copying stroke by stroke.

It's not just because I'm afraid of Li Zhuzi, there are other things in it, I want to be stronger, I like words, and I don't want to disappoint my husband.

A lot of emotions made Lu Aya's pen tremble gradually, trembling between waves, leaving the handwriting full of impetuousness.

Write carefully...... Write carefully......

Lu Aya kept hypnotizing herself, but it became more and more difficult, and her breathing gradually became short.

Now this is a hurdle, just get through it.

"Aya, what's wrong, what's wrong?" Feeling Lu Aya's strangeness, Liu Fufeng said.

She didn't want to disturb Lu Aya, but Aya looked like she needed her help at this time.

"Nope." Lu Aya replied, her voice trembling a little, and at the same time, she didn't pay attention to writing a wrong word, crossed it out vigorously, and then continued to write.

Liu Fufeng walked over and glanced at Lu Aya's handwriting, and his psychology probably understood.

Aya must be irritable.

She always did.

"Otherwise, don't write it...... I'll talk to Teacher Li tomorrow......," Liu Fufeng said.

"......" Lu Aya never admitted that she was moved at a certain moment, and she immediately spat herself.

"No way!" Lu Aya said.

Let Liu Fufeng say what?

Inexplicably, Lu Aya thought of the phrase "loving mothers are many losers...... Then she said, "No, it's okay, junior sister, go get busy, I can do it." ”

Liu Fufeng would say this kind of thing, obviously distrusting her, how can this be? She wants to prove it to her junior sister, isn't it just a word?

If you can't copy this, what kind of cultivation do you say?

Then, Lu Aya took a deep breath, the impetuous color on her face gradually receded, and she was replaced with an inspirational color, and the tip of the pen stabilized.

What Lu Aya didn't know was that these words were written by Li Zhuzi herself, the more carefully she copied them, the faster the progress would be, and the deeper the impression she would leave in her heart, but if she had been impetuous, she would not be able to copy a word, or even read clearly.

Fortunately, because of Liu Fufeng's words, Lu Aya quieted down, and only beautiful words flashed in her mind in her world......