Ming Yan didn't say anything for a long time, Ming Mo looked sideways, and her slightly hoarse voice called in a low voice, "Ah Yan." ”

"Huh?"

Mingyan blinked, staring at those dark eyes, for a few seconds, as if she vaguely saw a blue light floating inside.

She remembered that his eyes were sometimes blue, and he spoke with a little curiosity, "Momo, what's going on with your eyes?" ”

Ming Mo didn't understand what she meant, reached out to hold her hand, pointed to the notebook and pen next to him, and reminded: "Literacy." ”

"Yes, yes, teach you to read." Myeong-yeon shifted her attention and held his hand with her backhand.

He taught him to write his name and taught: "Ming Mo, the one on the left is the Ming character, and the one on the right is the Mo character." ”

He nodded, his tone puzzled, "Ah Yan? ”

"What's wrong?"

"Ayan's name."

Mingyan suddenly realized, and then taught him to write her name, "We are a surname, a Ming character, and the right is the word Yan, do you want to try to write it yourself?" ”

After saying that, she let go of his hand and handed him an encouraging look, "Just write according to the words in the notebook." ”

Ming Mo lowered his eyes, held the pen, and wrote two words on it, "Ayan." ”

Mingyan answered, looking down at the name she had just written in the notebook, her eyes showed surprise, and she praised in surprise, "Momo, your handwriting is so beautiful." ”

One stroke at a time, the handwriting is flowing smoothly, and the pen is like a cloud of smoke.

I can't tell that it was written by a child.

Wait, how old is Momo this year?

Mingyan thought of this question and looked him up and down, "Momo, how old are you?" ”

Ming Mo thought hard for a while, and then replied, "Eight years old." ”

"You know how old you are!" Mingyan was surprised, and thought that he didn't know what he was asking again.

Ming Mo puffed out his cheeks, looked at her with a cute expression, and his eyes were very calm.

He began to think slowly about the past these days, and although he still couldn't remember a lot of things, it was enough for him to understand something.

Everything in the past was closed by himself.

If he really wanted to remember it all, it was only a matter of time, but he didn't want to.

He just wanted to stay alive in this small place, and he didn't want to have too much contact with other people.

But now, he wants to have contact with Ah Yan.

He likes her very much, and it is also because of her that her thinking that has been ignorant for many years runs slowly, and she no longer relies on instinct to act and speak.

Ming Mo didn't like Ming Yan very much when he saw him for the first time.

When the two first met, he hated her very much, thinking that she had robbed him of his wild fruit, and forced him to say a few words.

Later, when she gave him back the things and gave him something to eat, he didn't hate her anymore.

After Mingyan was surprised, she continued to teach him to read, and said softly: "Momo is very smart, I will teach you to read and write every day in the future." ”

He's eight years old, which is the age of elementary school.

However, Sister Jiaman is the same age as him, and neither of them went to school.

If she doesn't call Sister Shangjiaman together, anyway, teaching one person is teaching, and teaching two people is not a big deal.

So, what originally belonged to the special literacy days of Ming Mo and her became three people.

"Xiaoyan, I didn't expect you to know words at such a young age! You'll still write! Li Jiaman held the notebook and looked at her with adoring eyes.

Mingyan skipped the topic and put on a serious expression, "Sister, put down the notebook, then pick up the pen and write all the words I just taught you to write three times." ”

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