Xiao Ayu can write some simple words, but because she is too young and her pen power is not enough, the words she writes are crooked.

In the eyes of outsiders, today's Xiao Ayu is only three years old, and everyone's requirements for her are naturally not so high, and even Mr. only asks Xiao Ayu to hold the pen steadily.

Mrs. Wang and the others were naturally reluctant to squeeze Xiao Ayu, so she really hadn't practiced calligraphy very seriously.

After returning home, Xiao Ayu was first enthusiastic to take a pen by herself, but she was stumped at the beginning.

She knows how her brother writes, but she doesn't know how Ayou writes.

Seeing the little girl's embarrassed face, Chi Ding's face turned red, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Ayu, just say what you want to say, and I'll help you write it." ”

Xiao Ayu was still a little hesitant and embarrassed: "Actually, I want to write it myself, I won't." ”

How sad it would be if Brother Ayou knew that the letter he wrote to him was actually written by someone else.

Chiding: "Well, you read it first, and then I'll write it down for you, and then you can copy it again with my words, how about it?" ”

"But this is too troublesome Mr. Ding." Xiao Ayu knew that the adults were very busy and couldn't play with her, "I'd better ask my second brother for help!" ”

Chi Ding didn't stop him, and let Ayu go.

Wang Erlang is the most proficient in reading in the entire Wang family except for Wang Chuangui.

Ever since he had counted the wrong numbers in front of Ayu before, he had worked extremely hard.

Even sometimes works harder than Wang Chuangui.

Most of the time, Wang Erlang is immersed in hard reading, like Wang Wulang and others, and now they only know two or three hundred words, but Wang Erlang has already read all the thousand characters, and he can recognize every word.

But it's just an acquaintance, and it's still a long time to be able to describe, and if you want to compose a neat and neat article.

"Ayu, you want to write a letter, you can, the second brother will help you write it." Regarding Xiao Ayu's request, Wang Erlang naturally responded.

Wang Erlang sat at the table and picked up a pen and paper: "You read it, I'll write it." ”

Xiao Ayu opened her mouth and began to say, "Brother Ayou, how are you doing over there?" I'm in Hujia Village now, I have a lot of brothers and sisters to play with me every day, today we are still planting grapes, next year there will be a lot of delicious grapes, I will send you a little bit at that time. It's getting cold again, Brother Ayou, are you wearing thick clothes? Grandma said that when it's cold, you have to wear more clothes......"

Xiao Ayu said a lot, but when she lowered her head, she saw that Wang Erlang had just written the first two words.

"Second brother, why didn't you write it?" Xiao Ayu asked.

Wang Erlang: "......"

He knew that his sister could speak, but he didn't expect to be able to say so, with a few hundred words in one breath, even immortals couldn't write so fast.

In the end, Xiao Ayu said slowly word by word, and Wang Erlang wrote slowly.

At first, Wang Erlang could still write well, and when he reached the 10th paper, he raised his hand that he could barely lift.

"Ayu, it's okay, if you read too many letters at once, Qin Huai's eyes will hurt." Wang Erlang hurriedly said.

Xiao Ayu licked her dry mouth, and she was still unsatisfied: "Okay, let's write a letter next time." ”

Little Ayu held the ten pieces of paper in her hand like a baby, and thought that she would have to transcribe it again.

Xiao Ayu was distressed.

That's too much.

Finally, she stretched out her little hand and pressed it in the inkstone.

Then, with a small slap, he pressed a mark at the end of the letter.

Then bring the ten pieces of paper to Chiding.

Xiao Ayu's face turned red: "Mr. Ding, the second brother writes so much, it's so hard, I won't write a new one, otherwise the second brother will be sad." ”

Xiao Ayu also pointed to the slap at the end: "Look, I wrote this myself, and I didn't ask the second brother to help." ”

This can be regarded as a participation in the letter writing yourself, right?

Chiding: "......" is the first time I've seen someone talk so empathetic about being lazy.

"Okay, I'll let someone tell the little boy."

The first time she wrote a letter, Xiao Ayu was very excited, and after handing over the letter, she hurried to the village to share this matter with other friends.

Chi Ding opened the letter and looked at what was written on it, and the whole person was at a loss.

Why is this full of unintelligible words?

Brother Ah, he can understand it.

What is Peach?

What is the queen and queen?

Forget it, pack it up.

It's not a letter to him anyway.

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