I borrowed this traditional version for reference, so that I could quickly remember these words.

In the next few days, she would go to Luo Fengtang every day.

One came to visit the wounded soldier and help him change his dressing.

Second, teach Luo Fengtang to read and write.

He was taught ten words on the first day.

There is no Hanyu Pinyin, it is purely rote memorization.

Take a burning stick and write it to him on the ground, stroke by stroke.

originally thought that these ten words would be enough for him to learn for several days.

Unexpectedly, this kid's thinking is quick.

Her memory and receptivity were far beyond her expectations.

Teach those words once, and he will recognize them.

Write it once and he will be able to imitate it.

Although he wrote it for the first time, his big hands, which were used to holding bows and arrows, were not very good at holding a pen.

Write a little slowly.

However, slow work makes for careful work.

The words written, ** do not leave ten.

Practice it a few more times until he has mastered the skill of holding the pen.

That's the speed up.

The words are also written very well-behaved.

The next day, she taught him fifteen words.

On the third day, she taught him another twenty words......

He took it all.

Not only did she memorize all the words she gave her, but she could also write.

For such a high-IQ student who is willing to work hard.

Yang Ruoqing is really 'relieved'!

It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time, if he was born in modern times, Peking University Tsinghua University, just enter!

Lao Yang Tou and Yang Huamei returned to the village on the fourth day.

came back together, as well as Wang Shuzi and his party.

When a group of people swept into the entrance of the village, it was noon, and every household was cooking.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang are cutting down fir trees in Shanchong.

Ning Su, who was recuperating from his injuries at home, entrusted him to Luo Blacksmith and Xiaoyu to take care of him.

Today, they brought dry food and water, and planned to work hard for the rest of the day.

Luo Fengtang swung the axe and cut down the fir tree there.

The sleeves are rolled up to the crook of the arm, and the arms are exposed, and the muscles are firm and even.

With each swing of the axe, a tight and smooth line is created.

With the splash of wood chips, the four-meter-tall cedar tree made a crisp snapping sound and slowly tilted down.

Yang Ruoqing tugged at one end of the rope and pulled hard while retreating.

The other end of the rope is attached to the cedar tree.

One felling, one pulling.

At the beginning of the day, the two cooperated properly and cut down ten cedar trees in one go.

Felled down cedar trees, Luo Fengtang cut off those horizontal and vertical branches on the spot.

Only a straight and thick tree body was left in the middle.

Yang Ruoqing tied the felled branches with the hard leaves of the cedar tree.

These things were brought back to dry, and then folded into hard wood.

If a firewood target is thrown into the stove, the fire can manage several loose hairs!

Almost done, the two men washed their hands in a nearby gutter.

Sit on the grass and bask in the sun.

Yang Ruoqing took out the dry food she brought, which was a few corn tortillas.

handed two to Luo Fengtang.

I took another bite and couldn't help but quip:

"It's cold and hard, you have to have iron teeth and copper teeth to bite it!"

Luo Fengtang smiled.

"If it's too hard, don't eat it, I'll get you something good to eat!" He said.

Her eyes lit up suddenly: "What good things?" ”

He smiled and pulled two round things out of his arms.

"Ah, sweet potato!"

She rejoiced.

I also have sweet potatoes at home, so I didn't think of bringing sweet potatoes!

This brain still can't turn him!

Luo Fengtang said: "Let's roast sweet potatoes to eat!" ”

"Yes, yes!" She stroked her palm.

The two men took local materials and dug a hole in the ground.

Bury the sweet potatoes in and cover them with a thin layer of soil.

I found some dry wood and covered it, leaving a ventilator arch in the middle.

He lit a fire with flint and steel, and ignited the dry wood.

He crouched there and picked up the fire, while she stretched out her hands and roasted the fire.

It's warm, it's not cold at all.

"Ning Su's injuries are almost healed, right? When is he going to go to Yicheng Mansion? ”

While waiting for the sweet potatoes to cook, she asked him.

Luo Fengtang said: "He plans to leave early tomorrow morning." ”

"Early tomorrow morning?" She pondered.

"We're going to deliver tofu tomorrow, and this ox cart will go back and embezzle it with Uncle Niu's house for another day."

"Drop by to town, just give him a ride." She said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

When the soil underneath was scorched black and cracked, Luo Fengtang extinguished the fire.

Peel off the soil on top and take out the steaming sweet potatoes inside.

The skin of the sweet potato is blackened in some places, revealing cracks.

In some places, the skin is rolled up, revealing the golden brown sweet potato flesh inside.

Luo Fengtang broke a piece, and the fragrant and sweet smell came to his face.

Yang Ruoqing's saliva was almost hooked off!

I saw her poking her head out, and she was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks.

He laughed.

"Don't worry, the freshly roasted sweet potatoes are hot inside!"

He carefully tore off the sweet potato skins.

"It's so hot, you'll peel it back later." She reminded.

He smiled and shook his head.

I can't wait, a certain little girl is so hungry that she scratches her ears and cheeks.

Soon, he pinched a small piece of sweet potato flesh and blew it a little cooler.

to her mouth.

"This one is not hot, you can eat it."

He said.

Before the words fell, she opened her mouth and took a bite of the sweet potato meat he handed over.

"Isn't it delicious?"

He asked, a smile in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing's cheeks were bulging, and she nodded again and again.

He let out a cheerful laugh, turned his head away, pinched, and blew.

A sweet potato weighing more than half a pound was pinched and fed into her mouth by him.

"It's fragrant, soft, sweet, and delicious!"

She licked the corners of her mouth, looking like she had an aftertaste.

He laughed, fished out the other one from the soil, and peeled it there.

The sound of tearing and pulling is very rhythmic.

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves and leaned over: "I'll peel it too!" ”

He said, "Hot." ”

"Then why aren't you afraid?" She asked.

"I'm rough and thick-skinned." He said.

She scoffed and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Are you a thousand-year-old pigskin?"

She quipped, taking the sweet potato from him.

After a period of cooling, the temperature of the surface layer is still a little hot.

However, it is already within the limits of what it can afford.

She was thinking that the one he had just peeled must be hotter.

Following his example, she peeled off the skin of the sweet potato by dividing it by two.

Then, pinch off a piece of fragrant sweet potato meat and hand it to his mouth.

"Open your mouth!"

She smiled.

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"I'm not hungry, Qing'er, you can eat by yourself." He said.

"My stomach is bursting, quick, open my mouth, ah......"

His face flushed, and his head tilted to the side.

I'm really not used to being fed.

"Why is this student so disobedient? Is it intended to make the old arm of the teacher sour? ”

She deliberately pulled down her face and asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled dumbly.

He opened his mouth to catch the sweet potato meat she had fed.