On the right side of the library is the study, which is not much different from the ordinary study layout, and on the left is a suite, with the outer room collecting ship models and the inner room collecting drawings and materials.

Walking into the suite, Li Hanyao saw all kinds of exquisite wooden ship models on the Bogu frame and the booth, some of which were covered with glass, and her eyes suddenly lit up, and she was amazed, "Wow, so many!" "I forgot about the wound on my nose.

Jiang Rucheng smiled and said, "Come here." ”

Of course, he will not divulge the Jiang family's secrets.

Li Hanyao is only six years old, what can she understand? Even the most ordinary ship was enough for her to learn for a while. As long as his cousin obediently stays in the library cabinet, his goal will be achieved, and he can also review his homework, killing two birds with one stone.

At present, he became a teacher, starting from the simplest bamboo raft and canoe to the advent of wooden plank boats. The way of driving the boat has developed from oars and poles to oars, to sailboats using sails, and then to chariots and boats using paddle wheels.

Speaking of the things he is familiar with, the little boy's eyes reveal a confident light, exuding a different style all over his body, and when he sees Li Hanyao listening attentively and worshiping in his eyes, this style is even worse, as if he is as happy as meeting a bosom friend.

The elders asked him to learn shipbuilding because they wanted him to inherit the family business, but they didn't know that he had an endless sea hidden in his heart. The brothers' knowledge of ships is still at the stage of coping with homework, and they cannot communicate with him; Although Li Hanyao is only six years old, he is very smart, he loves to listen to him like this, how can he not be happy!

Li Hanyao believes in one thing, and that is perseverance.

Jiang Rulan was annoyed after listening to it for a while, and said, "Sister Yao, what is there to learn here?" ”

Li Hanyao said: "Why isn't it fun? In the future, we will drive a boat to the sea and catch big sharks. Find a small island with no people......"

Jiang Rulan's eyes lit up, and suddenly he looked at these ship models and became pleasing to the eye. No one knows that Miss Jiang often dreams of leaving home when she grows up, without the control of her grandfather and grandmother, father and mother, and she can go wherever she wants.

Now you've got a partner!

If she doesn't study hard, she won't understand anything in the future, won't she become a drag on Sister Yao? She's a year older than Sister Yao.

So, she listened to her temperament.

Jiang Rucheng couldn't help laughing: children's whimsy always makes adults feel ridiculous, and he used to be so whimsical and whimsical.

In the afternoon of this day, Jiang Rucheng only talked about the development and types of ships, and the next day, he taught Li Hanyao to learn shipbuilding, starting with drawing.

Even if you are coaxing a child, you have to make an appearance.

Besides, find something for them to do and keep them busy, so that he can free up time to do his own things or review his homework.

The next morning, Jiang Rucheng first talked about the basic structure of the wooden plank boat, and then asked them to draw the simplest three-board boat drawings and annotate them.

In the study, Li Hanyao and Jiang Rulan each occupied a table and began to be busy; Jiang Rucheng took out a logbook he got from the shipyard this time, leaned comfortably on the Luohan bed, and enjoyed the sea scenery and overseas customs.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Hanyao handed in the drawings.

She looked very worried.

Jiang Rucheng took a look -

What is this drawing?

He frowned and made it out: the lines were intertwined, and the shape was a bit like that of a hen. It's not exact, if it really looks like a hen, at least it means that Sister Yao is good at drawing chickens, but this chicken has no feet, and the words in the notes next to it are also ...... Not certain.

Jiang Rucheng raised his eyes in surprise.

Li Hanyao couldn't help blushing.

"I haven't opened my mind yet" is just a matter of fooling Wang's mother, she won't say it to her cousin and cousin, her cousin is only one year older than her, her handwriting is much more upright than her, and the picture is better than her drawing, she has no excuse.

Jiang Rucheng said: "Sister, tell me about it." ”

He really couldn't read what was written.

Li Hanyao then said:

A three-plate boat consists of a base plate and two chord plates, which can be combined into the bottom plate on both sides. It can be connected with iron nails, or it can be made of mortise and tenon joints. The seams of the board are stuffed with straw stalks, silk linen and other materials, and then painted.

Jiang Rucheng said: Let's just say, my sister is so smart, how can she not even draw such a simple boat? It turned out to be a poor writing foundation.

He didn't laugh at Li Hanyao's calligraphy and paintings.

He said: "My sister is still young, it would be good to practice more." Last year, my sister was not my opponent in chess, but this year she won me; Who knows if your handwriting will improve by leaps and bounds next year, such as writing in blue? ”

Li Hanyao smiled happily, feeling that Brother Cheng was intimate when he spoke.

Jiang Rulan saw that Sister Yao had finished painting so quickly, and she was very anxious, so she hurriedly sped up her speed, and also rushed out and brought it to Jiang Rucheng.

When she saw Li Hanyao's calligraphy and paintings, she was also stunned, and after listening to Jiang Rucheng's words, she nodded hurriedly, and comforted Li Hanyao: "Sister Yao, you just learned to write, don't worry." I was like this at the time, and I couldn't hold a pen steadily. Just write for a few months. ”

Li Hanyao was slightly stunned - she had been practicing for more than a few months, but she firmly believed that she could practice well, so she hurriedly waved away the haze in her heart.

Mrs. Jiang Da saw that Li Hanyao was staying in the library with peace of mind, and she was relieved. Because it was cold and snowy outside, if they went to the old lady's Songhe Hall to eat at noon, a cold wind would inevitably blow on the road, so she asked people to bring the food over.

It was also delivered with a bowl of soup and medicine.

Li Hanyao smelled the bitter taste of the medicinal soup, pinched her nose, refused to drink it, and said, "I've already applied the medicine, why do you still want to drink the medicine?" ”

The maid coaxed her, "I got better quickly after drinking the medicine." ”

Li Hanyao didn't listen, but she refused to drink.

Jiang Rucheng took the medicine bowl from the maid's hand, sat down in front of Li Hanyao, scooped a spoonful of brown medicinal soup, and before it could be sent out, Li Hanyao hurriedly turned his face to avoid it, and said, "Don't drink it." It's bitter. There was no movement around her for a long time, she turned her face to see that Jiang Rucheng put the medicinal juice into her mouth, and swallowed it without changing her face.

Li Hanyao was surprised - this medicine was boiled for her, why did her cousin drink it?

At this time, Jiang Rucheng scooped another spoonful and brought it to her mouth, and he didn't speak, just smiled at her. Li Hanyao was at a stalemate with him, thinking that I wouldn't drink it, let's see what you can do. As a result, Jiang Rucheng sent it to his mouth again.

Li Hanyao hurriedly said: "I can't drink it!" ”

She can't let her cousin drink it for her.

Jiang Rucheng smiled and sent the spoon over.

Li Hanyao reluctantly opened her mouth.

Jiang Rucheng fed her and scooped another spoonful.

Li Hanyao snorted in pain as she drank.

Jiang Rucheng turned his face and said, "Rulan, bring the candied fruit." ”

Jiang Rulan pinched a plum candied fruit and waited beside her, and when Li Hanyao finished drinking, she stuffed the candied fruit into her mouth and said with a smile: "Okay!" ”

Li Hanyao wrinkled her little face bitterly, with the scar on the tip of her nose, how painful it was, Jiang Rucheng couldn't help but laugh.

After dinner, the three of them went there for a walk, listened to Jiang Rucheng tell all kinds of anecdotes to the ship model, and moved for a while before returning to the study.

Jiang Rucheng thought of his little cousin's earthworm characters, his heart moved, and he said, "I'll teach my sister to write." My sister has just learned, and the posture of holding the pen is not quite right. Uncle and aunt don't have time to teach you, why don't you ask a Xixi to teach you? ”

Li Hanyao didn't dare to take it.

How could her parents never teach her?

I've taught it I don't know how many times.

Jiang Rucheng and Li Hanyao sat side by side at the table, their right hand around her, holding her right hand, and teaching her to write with one stroke.

"Look, isn't it easy?"

"Well, it's easy."

Li Hanyao was overjoyed when she saw that the words written were upright, and said to Jiang Rucheng who was close at hand: "Thank you, Brother Cheng." ”

She was grateful for her cousin's tolerance and thoughtfulness, without ridicule or ridicule, and taught her hand by hand like her father, so that she let down her guard.

Jiang Rucheng said: "Sister, I'll write another one, I'll see." ”

Li Hanyao remembered her past performance, and couldn't help but be timid, and said, "I can't write well." If Brother Cheng doesn't catch it, it won't obey. ”

Jiang Rucheng heard this frank child's words, and smiled: "It's nothing." You try. With more practice, you will be able to move the pen freely. ”

Li Hanyao wrote it seriously.

Jiang Rucheng lowered his eyes, looking at his little cousin's porcelain-white face, and the large broken finger on the tip of his nose, he actually felt the peace of the years.

When Mrs. Jiang came in, she saw his brother and sister head to head, concentrating on the study of words, smiling slightly, and slowing down.

When I walked to the table, I saw two artworks.

Jiang Rulan's handwriting she naturally recognized, the thing that looked like a chicken and not a chicken must have been painted by Li Hanyao, and while she was relieved, she was a little embarrassed: The niece is not an all-rounder, and this character and painting are too unpresentable!