Father Lu really didn't take the jokes of the old and the young seriously, so he took advantage of the time when he was not at his busiest to teach Xibao.

Xibao is talented and smart, and he can understand it at one point, not to mention Father Lu, after a day or two, after showing one or two hands in public, it is the group of old men who want to teach him a few hands.

At this time, a heavy rain came just right.

The rain was pouring down, and I couldn't go to work.

The old men and old ladies who were not used to farm work cheered and the excitement began.

"Come on, Xibao, I'll teach you how to draw." Wen Ruyu is the oldest, and she should not give in.

Wen Yue refused to back down, "Xibao, didn't you say you wanted to hear the story?" I'll tell you stories. ”

Jin Ruochu said unhappily: "Go and go, go and go, all on the side, I heard Ah Cheng say that Xibao has practiced calligraphy very early, and the words are very good, of course I practiced with me, the words are human faces, the words are good-looking, the faces are good-looking." ”

"It's the same as if I'm not a calligraphy and painting master!" Wen Ruyu muttered.

Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, we think Xibao should learn some foreign languages." ”

When it comes to foreign languages, Wen Yue stepped forward, "When it comes to foreign languages, of course it's me, Russian, English, French, Japanese and German are not the ones I am not proficient in, and the title of translator is not in vain!" ”

Wen Yue is a very famous writer and translator, and everyone here knows it.

"Xibao should learn calligraphy and painting!" Ouyang Mo and He Qingyin are Wen Ruyu's apprentices, and of course they fully support their teachers.

"Xibao, look, the bamboo dragonfly I made for you." Zhu Ling, who is known as a master of handicrafts, opened his mouth, and sure enough, he got Xibao's attention.

The words were not finished, the bamboo dragonfly was the first time I saw it, I really wanted to play, Xibao swallowed her saliva, remembered what her mother usually said, and said to Lu's father: "Grandpa, you help me hold it, and when I finish writing, let me play!" ”

It's his, and he can play whenever he wants.

Wen Ruyu couldn't help but say, "Good boy! ”

After half a month of teaching, of course, only in the evening.

We work during the day, teach Xibao at night, after a lot of verbal swords, mainly calligraphy, painting and poetry, supplemented by other aspects, the time is set at about two hours, more afraid that Xibao can not load, teacher, everyone takes turns, but because Wen Ruyu calligraphy and painting are unique, Xibao is used to practicing words, so there are his classes every day.

Everyone was worried that Xibao was young and couldn't sit still, and soon he didn't want to study, but he didn't know that the result was beyond their expectations.

Xibao is better than they imagined, he is curious about everything, interested in everything, has to break the casserole to ask the end, although many times everyone is dumbfounded, especially about physics and chemical engineering, but everyone is very happy.

With high talent and patience, it is simply a piece of jade, and if you don't carve it, you're sorry for God's gift!

Without waiting for everyone to suggest to Lu's father that Xibao stay at home, Xibao took the initiative to say his request after their farm was over, "Grandpa, can I learn from my grandparents every day?" "It's fun every day.

Father Lu was stunned, "Of course you can!" ”

He cares more than anyone about the education of this grandson, where are the resources of the border guards comparable here? In front of him, there are more than 20 masters from all walks of life, Taishan Beidou, who usually teaches Xibao a little, which is enough for this child to be inexhaustible for a lifetime.

In addition, Grandpa Lu San and Wang Zhengguo and his wife both asked to keep Xibao at home.

This year's summer harvest was particularly smooth, and like last year, the yield was slightly reduced, and Grandpa Lu San and Wang Zhengguo and his wife agreed that Xibao came late, and the crops did not grow well before he came.

Autumn planting did not encounter any time when God did not appreciate the face, the wind and rain were smooth, the seedlings grew upward, and the ground was full of green.