"Wash your little face, and Dad will teach you in the evening!" If you want to say that Lin Dad is the most proud of things, one is that he reads more books, and the other is that he can write well. There is no need to mention the hard pen calligraphy, with Lin's father's self-feeling, he feels that he can take out the word as an example.

And the brush calligraphy is even better, not to mention the young people nowadays, even among the people of the same age, there are few people who can write better than him. Alas, it was a mistake not to follow the path of a calligrapher in the first place......

Just when Dad Lin was appreciating and self-examining, Dad Lin also came back. As soon as I entered the door, I first smelled a smell of ink, and then when I came in, I raised my eyes and saw a small Baogong.

"Alas! What's going on?! Mother Lin was startled at the time, if she hadn't seen Lin Xiaoxiao's two little eyes rolling around, she would have thought she had encountered a big briquette.

"Our baby girl writes big letters." Dad Lin smiled and poured a basin of hot water for Lin Xiaoxiao.

Now Lin Xiaoxiao is no longer the same as before, the place where he can clean by himself absolutely does not need the help of others, he rolled up his sleeves, and poured water on his face one by one, and sure enough, a lot of ink came down.

It wasn't until the second basin of water was changed that this little face was cleaned.

After the family of four finished dinner, Dad Lin sat down at the table seriously, picked up a piece of paper and folded it into a small square, and wrote a few examples.

Horizontal, vertical, apostrophe, pinch, fold, first five strokes, how to start the pen, how to close the pen, what is the hidden peak, what is the peak of the dew, how to turn when turning and other points are all told to Lin Xiaoxiao.

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded on the side, she knew these basic knowledge, and she understood that these basics were the most important, and it was impossible for anyone to skip the most boring part and learn the difficult things later. In this life, she is not like the previous life, everything is just the beginning, but she has not learned anything to the end.

Even if it's just a hobby, be sure to stick to it!

Calligraphy is one of the best ways to hone human nature. Lin Xiaoxiao was not prepared, let alone lazy.

Before going to bed, after putting away the strokes of the basic part that Lin Dad wrote for her, she rubbed Lin Dad to write a poem similar to a word sticker, ready to copy and play in the future.

"I have to say that our daughter is sensible, how can a child like her take the initiative to learn to write big characters? Maybe I'll be a calligrapher in the future! Mother Lin's heart is full of pride, her daughter was born to her, and she naturally has the capital to be proud.

"That's, you don't want to see who her dad is?"

Listening to the boasting of the two of them, Lin Xiaoxiao became confused, she was sleepy, such a child should have slept more, she didn't have the habit of taking a nap, but her sleep at night was absolutely indispensable.

And she's still a girl~ beauty sleep has to be taken from a young age~

The bed shook slightly, and Lin Xiaoxiao, who was asleep, frowned and changed her position, fortunately she didn't wake up, otherwise maybe she would have to find a way to go out and sleep outside with Grandma Lin in the future...... Ahem, parents do business, children need to avoid it.

Lin Xiaoxiao sat in front of the table, with the sticker that Lin's father wrote to her in front of her, and a worried expression hung on her little face - it is hard pen calligraphy again, and brush calligraphy, how should I practice? And I want to pick up the sketches of my previous life, this time...... It doesn't seem to be enough......

With a "snap", the little meat hand slapped on the door of the head, stupid! What a stupid!!

Seeing the red braided rope on the wrist of his left hand, Lin Xiaoxiao laughed wildly: Whahahaha! Sister lacks everything now, that is, time is richer than others! If you don't have a baby, you're sorry for the rebirth of this life! Sister is going to hang up!

I remember hearing people say that once you get busy, you always feel that you don't have enough time. And now, Lin Xiaoxiao has no shortage of time.

With this time delayer, she can put into the extra thirty-two hours a day the things that she doesn't need to communicate with others and can be done by one person, and she will have a lot more time than others!

Just wanted to click on the time retarder, Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly stopped, patted his little chest, and said secretly: It's okay, don't worry, don't hurry.

She remembered what had happened since the last time she used it. After eight hours, just because she was hungry, she was forced to sleep for seven hours!

We can't make the same mistake this time!

Lin Xiaoxiao first slipped out to the ground, and then got into the hut outside, rummaging inside the cupboard.

In this year, refrigerators are not widely used in ordinary households, so it is difficult to preserve food. Fortunately, it is now November, and after the weather is cold, every household begins to buy Chinese cabbage and briquettes...... Oh, and the latter isn't food.

In short, if you don't have to put the food at home, you can make more in advance.

Lin Xiaoxiao turned out two big steamed buns in the cupboard, put them on an iron plate, and took a salted duck egg and put it on the edge of the basin. One box has been wiped out, and now there is no more than half a box left.

So, I picked two pieces of chrysanthemum cake with bean paste filling from there and put them on the edge of the plate.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing with all this food?" Grandma Lin didn't see it, but found that Lin Xiaoxiao was gone.

Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly presented a piece of Saqima that she had given to Grandma Lin, and said, "Grandma, I'm growing my body, I want to eat more." ”

Grandma Lin almost squirted out with a mouthful of Saqima, long body? Did you eat so much for the long body?

Glancing at the iron plate, forget it, let her take it, it's a big deal if she can't finish eating it for a while, and then take it back.

Grandma Lin didn't know that one of her own "forget it" had cultivated a little pig in the Lin family since then.

That's right, it's a pig!! It's a standard piggy! And it's the kind of useless pig that can't eat meat and will be scolded to death by the owner in his hometown!

After putting away the food, she poured a jar of water with her own special large white porcelain jar, and asked Grandma Lin to help her move it to the top of the table and where she could reach it, Lin Xiaoxiao climbed into bed with great difficulty, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Two large steamed buns, a salted duck egg, plus two pieces of dim sum and a jar of water, these ...... Anyway, it should be enough, right?

The appetite of the two-year-old girl really doesn't have much, and the food she eats should be mainly liquid food, and now, Lin Xiaoxiao is afraid that she will not be full of liquid food, so she took these things.

It stands to reason that eating such a little gadget may not be digested and will spoil your stomach. It's just that Lin Xiaoxiao can't care about these anymore, she can eat it, and she really doesn't like to eat the paste made by Grandma Lin, it's too unpalatable! Not to mention that the taste is not good, there is no salty taste!

After making all these preparations, Lin Xiaoxiao sat down in his dedicated seat with a smile and tapped the small white stone.

"Drop!" There was a crisp sound, Grandma Lin still didn't notice it, Lin Xiaoxiao chose to use it, and soon, the blue screen became a countdown.

"Good! Come on! Lin Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and then began the first official use of this timer.

One small word after another, flowing from under the fleshy little hands, the more and more regular handwriting, showing how attentive the owner of the writing is.

It has to be said that calligraphy, whether it is a hard pen or a soft pen, can achieve the purpose of self-cultivation.

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't have this kind of thought when she practiced these, and she didn't plan to practice her words to any extent. She's just trying to find something to do for herself and pass the time.

By the way, she didn't want to go to school in the future, when other classmates and teachers saw her father's signature, they would laugh at her like in her previous life, and ask her: Why can a father who can write such a beautiful font raise such a dog and a reptile daughter?

Sometimes, even if she doesn't want to fight, even if she doesn't care anymore, it has left a deep imprint on her heart.

She hated being ridiculed, and she hated being in the limelight. So, she just needs to change a little bit, a little bit. As long as she can live an ordinary and comfortable life like an ordinary person freely, that's fine.

When the time retarder was used again, everything around him—human movements, sounds—was lengthened and slowed down again.

The slight "huhu" sound on the stove at home, and the slow motion of Grandma Lin sitting on the corner of the bed in front of the partition sewing things, all this slowness made Lin Xiaoxiao subconsciously concentrate and put all her thoughts on the newspaper in front of her.

About half an hour passed, and my stomach made a "gurgling-" bowel sound.

Lin Xiaoxiao sighed lightly, raised her hand and prepared to take a piece of chrysanthemum cake to eat.

But as soon as she raised her hand, she hesitated again - she was writing with her right hand, which was not very clean according to the inside, so she wanted to use her left hand, which had been empty, but because her left hand had been pressing the newspaper, the top of her index and middle fingers were black.

Or...... Wash your hands?

He slipped out of the ground, ran to the basin rack, washed two handfuls with the water in the basin, thought about it, washed the towel again, squeezed it, and brought it back to the table together.

No way, she's only half an hour hungry, and God knows if she'll have to eat every half hour? It's not a problem to run down and wash your hands.

Pinched up a piece of chrysanthemum cake and nibbled half of it, and the little belly was almost there.

sighed secretly: Alas, people are still too young, and they are full after eating so much......

She didn't wait long for her to sigh before her stomach cried again......

So, keep eating......

Eat, write, write, eat...... Within a full hour of the retardation device, Lin Xiaoxiao boldly killed two chrysanthemum cakes, one and a half steamed buns, and more than half a salted duck egg......

Oh, my God...... Am I going to turn into a pig?