The couple chatted at a distance.

Chatting and falling asleep.

Listening to the even breathing from beside him, Zhang Yiming got up and moved his futon to her side, and then lay down again.

And reached out and stroked the woman's cheek.

In the darkness, he couldn't see the appearance of the woman next to him clearly, but in his mind, he had the appearance of his most heartbeat, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a smile.

He whispered in his heart: "Yinyin, don't worry, I will try my best to be what you are most willing to rely on." ”

The next day, everything was as usual for the Zhang family.

Even Ding Zhencai seemed to forget the unpleasantness of the ups and downs, and followed the four brothers of the Zhang family to study and practice calligraphy.

It's strange to say, no matter how much his father persecuted him, and no matter how his master taught, he couldn't learn the article, but after Zhang Yiming's explanation, he actually understood.

And he can draw inferences from one another, as if he has been enlightened all of a sudden.

The boy was delighted by this discovery.

When Zhang Yiming taught everyone to read again the next day, Ding Zhencai listened more and more carefully.

This time, he understood why Uncle Zhang's teachings were so easy to understand.

It turns out that the article can still be explained in this way, and those profound sentences can be interpreted in the form of vernacular, which is easy for even three-year-old children to accept.

What's more, those successive sentences can still pause like this when reading aloud.

After Ding Zhenyi understood the difference between Zhang Yiming's teaching and the master of the academy, the Zhang brothers were inexplicably full of envy.

With such a father in the family who can educate his children, what child is not willing to learn?

What's even more surprising to Ding Zhenyi is that in order to let a few of them understand the truth in the article, Zhang Yiming will also deepen everyone's impression in the form of a short story.

This...... This, this, this.

If every master taught his students in this way, how could the road to the imperial examination be so difficult?

"Rou'er, go tell your father and brothers that it's time to eat."

"Okay."

Minrou listened to her mother's instructions, obediently agreed, and ran to the third brother and the fourth brother's room.

"Mother, how do you cook so many dishes today?"

Hui Shu looked at the dishes on the stone platform, and secretly swallowed her saliva and asked, "Is our guest leaving?" ”

Feng Yin shook his head: "Today is your fourth brother's birthday, and my mother and your father want to celebrate him." ”

Lin listened to Feng Yin's words, and said with a touched face: "Mother, you and your father are really good. ”

Hearing this, Feng Yin's eyes swept over lightly.

She always felt that the little woman had something to say, but she didn't catch her by the handle, but it was not easy to attack.

Hu smacked on the side: "That's, who is our father and mother?" One is a teacher and the other is a master's wife, of course. ”

"If you don't speak, no one will be dumb."

Feng Yin was already not very happy because of Lin's words, and when she heard Hu's words again, she jumped into anger.

Hu had no idea what he was wrong.

was scolded by her mother-in-law like this, and she didn't dare to show her grievances, so she just closed her mouth and didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhang Huishu looked at Feng Yin in a daze, then at the sister-in-law, and then at the second sister-in-law.

Inexplicably, I felt that something should have happened just now, but I couldn't find out.

"Alright, don't look left and right."

Seeing this, Feng Yin patted her daughter's arm, "Bring the dishes over and put them on the table, and you can eat them after your father and them finish washing their hands." ”

"Oh."

Zhang Huishu agreed, obediently took the food and went out.

Feng Yin hurriedly reminded: "Don't make a mistake, the big bowl of the enlarged table, the small bowl of the small table." ”

"Shu'er knows, mother."

Zhang Huishu's crisp voice came, and the person had entered the hall.

"Mother, daughter-in-law is here to wash the dishes."

Lin looked at Zhang Huishu, who went out with the dishes, and hesitated to ask Feng Yin.