The whole family lives together, and the meals are naturally eaten together.

In the past few days, Wang Xiuju will prepare the meal in advance every day, and Jiang Xiaobai and the three of them can eat when they go home.

"Mom, you don't have to cook early, I'll make it when I come back." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Wang Xiuju glared, "What's boring, don't you think I can make it as delicious as you?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly waved his hand, "I grew up eating my mother's food, and I like to eat my mother's food the most, so it's not delicious." ”

After speaking, he said: "I just don't want my mother to work so hard, just let me do some things." ”

The son is so sensible and filial, Wang Xiuju is happy in her heart.

Now there is not much work in the field, and she doesn't have to catch shrimp, she takes Jiang Ting with her at home every day, which can be said to be very easy.

She knew that Jiang Xiaobai was very busy every day, so she wanted to help him share a little.

I can't do anything else, I cook every day, and as soon as my son comes back, she can eat a hot meal, and she is satisfied.

"Mom, it's not hard."

Wang Xiuju said with a smile.

turned his head to see that Lin Jiayin was not there, and whispered again: "It's you, don't just know how to be busy with work for a day, what I told you last time, you have to step up!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

I said in my heart, I worked hard.

I worked hard to get my wife to change the way to let me go to bed later.

But when it comes to having a child, you don't know the result in a few days.

"Did you hear me?"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai was stunned, Wang Xiuju said angrily, and her voice couldn't help but increase a little.

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly said, "I know." ”

I didn't dare to continue to stay in the stove house, so I took two dishes and left quickly.

Wang Xiuju stomped her feet and muttered, "I'm still shy, my mother gave birth to six of your sisters and brothers, all of them are so old, only one was born, what's boring?" ”

Thinking about this, it is not enough to just talk about Jiang Xiaobai, but also to talk to Lin Jiayin.

Well, there are also Jiang Xiaofeng's two sons.

Don't even think about running.

Now that the conditions at home are good, I will work hard to give birth, and give birth to a few more, so that I can have a full house of children and grandchildren.

After eating, it was already past six o'clock.

Jiang Haiyang and Jiang Xiaofeng both went to watch TV.

Now, as long as it doesn't rain, many people in the bay will bring their own benches and watch TV at the dam outside Jiang Xiaobai's house.

The TVs were all moved in and out by Jiang Xiaofeng, and Jiang Xiaobai also saved trouble.

After Jiang Shan and Jiang Ting finished eating, they were also about to watch TV, Lin Jiayin walked to Jiang Xiaobai's side with a smile, "Husband, have you forgotten what happened?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai was so excited that he couldn't care about finishing the last bite of food, and hurriedly called out to Jiang Shan.

"Baba, Sister Tingting and I went to watch TV."

The little guy forgot that Ma Ma said that he would learn to write from today onwards.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at her poor daughter, sighed in her heart, and stopped with Jiang Ting, and said, "Don't go, I'll take you to the study." ”

"There's something fun in the study!" Jiang Shan said unhappily.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Look at your father and father, now they don't watch TV, let's go to the study to play games." ”

Because the final exam is coming soon, Jiang Haiyang is not allowed to watch TV for Jiang Xiaolei and Jiang Xiaoyu, and they have to go into the house to review after eating.

There are many houses in the courtyard, one each for Jiang Xiaolei and Jiang Xiaoyu, and no one bothers anyone.

In addition, Jiang Xiaobai designed a special study, but he has not used it once.

I didn't expect that this time, it would be used to teach children to write.

Jiang Xiaobai writes well, but this goodness is limited to looking good to a layman, and it is not worth mentioning in front of calligraphers.

However, because he played collecting in his previous life, he had studied the appreciation of calligraphy and painting, and he had mastered a lot of some principles and skills in calligraphy.

Used to teach small children, enough.

He brought the two children into the study and asked them to sit down on one side of the bookcase.

Originally, it was better to practice calligraphy and stand, but the two children were too young, only a little higher than the bookcase, and they couldn't write when they were standing.

Jiang Xiaobai drew water into the pen wash and opened the pen, then laid a piece of paper in front of Jiang Shan and Jiang Ting, and poured a little ink into the inkstone.

"Baba, I don't want to write."

The little guy said pitifully, his big eyes misty.

"Uncle, I don't want to write either."

Jiang Ting also said weakly.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, he didn't even say to write, and the two little guys were reluctant.

Perhaps, children are naturally resistant to things like learning.

After all, compared to watching TV and playing, learning itself is a boring and boring thing.

However, learning is a process that must be experienced in life, the best way for a person to get rid of low-level interests and ignorance, and the best way for a person to master knowledge and skills.

Since Jiang Xiaobai has decided to teach, he must find a way to teach it well.

He looked at the two children, smiled and said, "I don't teach you how to write, let's play games, okay?" ”

Jiang Shan pouted, "There are both pens and paper, obviously just writing." ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, didn't say more, picked up a brush, dipped it in some ink, and then moved the pen clockwise to draw a circle under the middle point of the rice paper.

I saw that he moved the pen at a uniform speed, the pen blade rotated with the wrist, the thickness of the circle line drawn by the tip of the pen was consistent, and the circle continued to draw outward, and it didn't take long to draw a plate of mosquito coils.

"See, I can't write."

Jiang Xiaobai said while drawing.

"The baba painting is so beautiful!"

Jiang Shan saw that Baba really didn't write, so she was happy, clapped her hands and said.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "You compete with Sister Tingting to see who draws well." ”

"Wow!"

Jiang Shan saw that it was fun to draw mosquito coils, so she immediately agreed, and couldn't wait to take out two brushes from the pen wash and give one to Jiang Ting and one for herself.

The two of them learned from Jiang Xiaobai's appearance.

But......

Alas, not to mention, the brush is uncontrolled in the hands of the two little guys, and a stroke is a puddle of ink, not to mention painting mosquito coils, even the lines can't be seen, and the rice paper is dotted everywhere.

"Baba, I can't draw, it's so difficult."

"Uncle, I don't know how to draw."

The interest of the two little ones suddenly decreased, and their faces were bitter.

Jiang Xiaobai had expected this situation.

He was not in a hurry, grabbed his daughter's little hand and took her to paint.

Basically, Jiang Shan just grabbed the brush, and Jiang Xiaobai did all the pen movements, but he also quickly drew a more decent mosquito coil plate.

"Look, it's easy!"

"Easy!" Jiang Shan nodded, "Baba teach me again." ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said: "I taught you once, and now I teach Sister Tingting, you are watching from the side, just like when I teach you to play chess, you have to observe the movements in my hands, okay?" ”

"I know!"

Jiang Shan said happily, carefully observing Jiang Xiaobai taking Jiang Ting to draw mosquito coils.

When she painted again, although the lines were uneven and twisted, they were no longer all ink spots.

"Sansa is awesome, she's improved so much all of a sudden."

Jiang Xiaobai gave her daughter a thumbs up, then began to hold her little hand again and continued to take her to paint.

In this way, the three of them played a game of drawing mosquito coils in the study.

Many years later, when Jiang Shan won the Calligraphy Pavilion Award, she talked about her original intention to learn calligraphy, and she said that she was deceived by her father's trick of painting mosquito coils.

It is this mosquito coil plate, which seems to have nothing to do with calligraphy, but it is a way to learn the introduction to calligraphy and practice pen control and line control.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

Now, the two children just find it fun, and it is very rewarding to see that they are better and better at drawing each time.