When Ning Zhi arrived, the new house was being measured and ready to dig the foundation.

The little girl came to Yun's side with her trouser legs, tilted her little head and asked, "Mother, do you have a job, let me help you do something." ”

"No need Zhi'er." Yun put down the shovel in his hand, put his hand on the hem of his clothes and wiped it clean, then stretched out and gently pushed her: "Mother and your father have already found some village people to help build a house, and now I don't need you to help, go back, be good." ”

Ning Dayuan, who was talking to the villagers, also walked over and waved at her with a smile: "Girl, it's not suitable for you to be dirty here, go home and play." ”

"Yes, sister, that's enough for us." Ning Lidong, who helped dig the soil, patted his chest.

Ning Zhi frowned with two thin eyebrows: "But I have nothing to do when I go back." ”

No matter how busy she was building the house, Yun still insisted on doing all the housework by herself and never let her move.

Yun Shi smiled and said, "Then you go to the girls in the village to play rubber bands and hopscotch, anyway, you can't work here." ”

Her tone was very resolute, and finally she simply took her hand and forcibly sent her back to the Song family.

Ning Zhi: "......"

After sending Ning Zhi to the door, the Yun clan hurriedly ran back again.

Ning Zhi looked at her back, and her heart was warm, so she had to stop going to the homestead and walk into the Song family with her legs raised.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Ning Zhi's afterglow caught a glimpse of Song Shenbai sitting at the stone table reading a book.

The hedge is covered with roses, clusters of flowers bloom on the branches, and the white petals flutter through the wind, and the ground is covered with a layer of snow.

The little boy held the book, reading quietly, and curled hot tea in front of him.

"Song Shenbai." Ning Zhi thought of the promise he made to himself on the night he arrived at his house on the first day.

"Do you remember what you promised me to teach me how to read?" The little girl's cloth shoes stepped on the bluestone ground and came to his side.

She looked up at him, her round eyes reflecting his figure.

That night, they also hooked.

Song Shenbai put down the book in his hand, turned his head to meet her expectant gaze, and nodded: "Naturally remember, don't worry, as long as I promised you, I will never forget it." ”

Ning Zhi wrung her little hands, always feeling that these words sounded strange and made people blush and heartbeat.

"Come here." Just as he was thinking, he beckoned to her, his black hair swaying slightly.

Ning Zhi obediently went over and sat on the stone bench beside him.

After these days of getting along, his temperament is completely different from that of the dog prince, which has long made her completely give up any defense.

He wasn't the crown prince, even though they looked exactly the same.

Just like her, when she was young, she was exactly the same as this body, but she was not the real Ning Siya.

Song Shenbai wrote down each pinyin, pointed at the pen one by one, and taught her to read.

He taught: "a, o, e......"

Ning Zhi followed and repeated: "a, o, e." ”

Song Shenbai thought that it would be difficult to teach a five-year-old girl to know pinyin, but she didn't expect that she would master it in less than an hour.

"Zhizhi, you're so smart." Song Shenbai seemed to have discovered a rare treasure, and his palm couldn't help but caress her little head and praised.

Ning Zhi didn't know what modesty was at all, and her face was full of approval: "...... I think so too. ”

She has been intelligent since she was a child.

Although the things here are not the same as in ancient times, there is nothing special about them.

If she wasn't afraid of scaring him, she would have been able to fully grasp the pinyin just now in ten minutes.