Fu Yusheng was silent for three seconds, and frowned slightly: "What grade are you in?" ”

Su Yu thought for a while before replying: "I'm in preschool, and next year, I can go to ......."

The words of the first grade of elementary school were not spoken, but he lowered his head, pinched the peace charm in his hand, and bit his lip gently.

Perhaps, he will not be able to go to school in the future.

Fu Yusheng pursed his lips: "Is that different from kindergarten?" ”

Su Yu thought about it and felt that there was a difference, but he didn't know where the difference was.

Later, I heard Fu Yusheng say: "Just learn here, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me." ”

Su Yu looked at him in great surprise, as if he didn't expect such a cold big brother to teach them to learn.

Fu Yusheng sat down at the desk and added, "I'm in the third grade of elementary school." ”

Su Yu thought about it, the third grade is indeed a child who can teach the preschool, and nodded: "Thank you." ”

Fu Yusheng pointed to the bookshelf next to him: "Put your schoolbag here." ”

Su Yu originally wanted to keep the things his mother left for him by his side, but he didn't dare to disobey him, so he nodded obediently: "Hmm." ”

After that, Fu Yusheng continued to indulge in learning.

......

Afternoon.

Zhan Jiu knocked on Fu Yusheng's door with a notebook.

"Enter."

Zhan Jiu pushed open the door and saw Fu Yusheng sitting next to Su Yu, instructing him to read.

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

The little donor actually taught Su Yu to read words, why couldn't he teach her?

Zhan Jiu trotted over, picked up a stool and walked over, and sat next to Su Yu.

A desk that wasn't too big was instantly even smaller.

She stared at the two words on Su Yu's book, and asked with some curiosity: "Little donor, what words are you teaching Su Shizhu to read?" ”

Fu Yusheng said: "Yuan, Su Yuan." ”

Zhan Jiu read it again and wrote down these two words.

At this time, Su Yu whispered, her eyes full of longing: "This is my mother's name." ”

When Zhan Jiu heard this, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately stretched out his hand and held his hand: "Master Su, you can teach me to write." ”

Su Yu was diverted and nodded, "Okay." ”

Then, she flipped the notebook open and placed it in front of him: "Will you write these two names?" ”

Su Yu read it again, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but still answered truthfully: "I can't write." ”

After Zhan Jiu heard this, his face was full of loss.

Su Yu blamed himself a little: "I'm sorry, I said I want to teach you." ”

Zhan Jiu immediately shook his head and showed a sweet smile: "It's okay, it's okay, you can teach me that you will." ”

"Hmm."

After that, Su Yu wrote down the uppercase numbers from one to ten in his notebook, plus a nine-character number.

Zhan Jiu took it, and when he saw the last word, he felt very serious, and hurriedly opened the words written by Teacher Xu before, and sure enough, it was her name.

Suddenly, she looked at Su Yu's eyes full of admiration: "You can write nine." ”

"Hmm." Su Yu nodded.

Zhan Jiu was very happy: "Then do you know how to write small characters?" ”

"I can write."

Su Yu picked up the pen again, wrote down the small characters one by one, and then looked at him seriously: "I'll teach you." ”

"Well, thank you, Lord Su." Zhan Jiu was so moved that he felt like he had picked up a treasure and went home.

He stretched out his short arms again, hugged him, and gave him a friendly hug: "From now on, you will be my teacher." ”

Fu Yusheng glanced at the two of them, put down the pen in his hand, and frowned slightly: "Can you be quiet?" ”