Nian Ci was not stingy at all, and immediately nodded in agreement.

Zhan Jiu was worried about her again: "But, Aunt Jingru said, you have a heat stroke, and now you teach me again, will it be too tired and not good?" ”

"No, I ate your fruit and it was much better." Nian Ci shook her head.

Then get down from the chair: "You wait for me, I'll go get paper and pen." ”

Zhan Jiu nodded obediently: "Well, I'm not leaving." ”

She lay on the table and looked at her with wide eyes, for fear that in a flash, the little nun would be gone.

Unlike other bhikshunis, who shaved their hair, Nianci became as bare as she was.

She had beautiful long hair, soft and shiny black, and she walked very gracefully and beautifully.

This made Zhan Jiu very envious, so he kept staring.

Soon, Nian Ci found paper and pen.

It is a book-sized notebook and different styles of pens.

Nian Ci put all the pens on the table and introduced: "This long, hairy one with hair underneath is called a brush. ”

Zhan Jiu had seen it, but he had never used it, his hands dragged his cheeks, and he continued to listen with peach blossom eyes in a blink of an eye.

"This one, it's a pencil, and it can be used to draw."

"This one is a ballpoint pen, and the words written are blue, which is very beautiful."

"There is also this one, which needs to be filled with ink before it can be used, called a fountain pen."

Zhan Jiu's bright eyes were full of adoration: "Little nun, you are so powerful, you have collected so many pens." ”

Nian Ci smiled, revealing two small pear vortexes: "Do you have a favorite, I'll give it to you." ”

"But I won't use it." Zhan Jiu was a little panicked and surprised.

Nian Ci sat next to her, put the notebook in front of her, picked up the pen and handed it to her, and then grabbed her hand: "Little monk, I will teach you by hand." ”

At this time, Nian Ci also forgot what the difference between men and women was, and asked intimately: "What do you want to write?" ”

"My name."

Nian Ci nodded and said seriously: "I'll teach you to write it, you can see if it's right." ”

Zhan Jiu was excited: "Okay, okay." ”

After that, Nian Ci squeezed her hand and wrote out two words one stroke at a time.

Zhan Jiu didn't recognize him after watching it for a long time.

Nian Ci explained: "This word is Zhan. ”

Zhan Jiu Yixi: "Is that the Zhan character of my Dharma name?" ”

"Yes!"

Zhan Jiu excitedly pointed to the Arabic numeral 9 next to him and asked, "Is this the nine pair?" ”

Nian Ci gave a thumbs up: "Little monk, you are really talented in learning, this is your name, account for 9." ”

Zhan Jiu smiled, and recited it several times in a row, before he was satisfied.

"What else do you want to learn?"

Zhan Jiu had already regarded Nian Ci as her teacher, and said obediently: "Me and you." ”

"I'll teach you."

Then, stroke by stroke, two words were written.

Find Heer.

Continue to explain: "This word reads me, it is my own meaning, and this word recognizes you." ”

Zhan Jiu immediately nodded and read it a few more times: "Little nun, I know, you are so amazing!" ”

Nian Ci smiled happily: "Because I am half a year older than you, little monk, I believe that when you are five years old, you will be more powerful than me." ”

Zhan Jiu nodded and picked up a long brush: "I want to learn to write with this." ”

"Okay."

It wasn't until noon that Jingru asked the two of them to eat fast, and then pushed open the door.

When I saw two people who were trying to write, I froze.

The two people in the room were originally well-behaved and cute, but they were dyed with ink, where are the noses and eyes?