Yu Silian knew that she and her son couldn't tell each other, and what he said was also the truth, not to mention her own two babies, and there were many little babies in this village. For the time being, the family with only one baby is better, there are two like their own family, or there are a lot of babies in the family, who is not made by the baby.

The babies are annoying, but the family is also a lot more lively because of their noise, otherwise the home will always seem deserted, but if the babies can be more sensible and less noisy, even if there is not so much excitement at home, it is actually very happy to be a father and grandmother, after all, the father and mother have a lot of worries, so the village is red with Mo Aster.

Since there is no comparison, I don't know how annoying my baby is, after the village has Mo Aster, a worry-free baby, there is no one who does not take Mo Aster to educate their own baby, such as: You look at other people's Wan is younger than you and you know that you can't run to the river; If you look at other people's families, they know how to help the family do things when they are so young, and you only know how to chase chickens and dogs; Look at your dirty body like a begging mouth, and you know that you love to be clean when you look at Wanyun so much younger than you......

In short, all kinds of comparisons, Mo Aster has invisibly become the ceiling that the village children need to look up to!

Yu Silian looked at Mo Ziyun and secretly thought that there were ten hundred such babies, and there would be no noise at home! After thinking about it, I feel that I am like a baby and I am too greedy, and one of such babies is burned incense at home! He no longer talked about this topic, so he changed the topic and said: "Sister Wanyun is also here, you can rest assured, hurry up and read and write with your sister Wanyun." ”

Han Chunlin didn't want to play with Han Qiulu, she disliked Han Qiulu crying, but he didn't want him either, at the age when people hated dogs, how could she want to take him?

Han's father set a study time for the two, one hour in the first half of the day, one hour in the second half, half an hour in the first half and half an hour in the second half of the day, or the lesson given to the two of them the day before, and the remaining half an hour is to write and practice, and the words written are all learned the day before.

Because Mo Ziyun and Han Chunlin's progress is different, Mo Ziyun not only completes the daily arrangement of Han's father, but also serves as Han Chunlin's little gentleman, staring at Han Chunlin every day to complete the books that should be read that day, and the words written, he also has to take out the content that Han's father said on the first day and revisit it for Han Chunlin to lay a solid foundation for Han Chunlin's learning.

The two of them are playing with one-year-old Han Qiulu after studying, Mo Ziyun is in line with the principle that education should start from the doll, in fact, she really can't teach children like adults who repeat one or two words, like Yu Silian, to Han Qiulu One word, two words, teaching over and over again, she just practiced listening to Han Qiulu.

So Mo Ziyun directly took the three-character scripture to read, of course, she didn't just read it, she only repeated that chapter for a period of time, not only read it, but also let Han Chunlin read it often. Up to now, Han Qiulu, who is more than a year old, doesn't speak very well, but he will also recite the sentence 'At the beginning of a person, nature is good' from time to time.

This is also why Han Shuxian and Yu Silian are willing to let Mo Ziyun come to play at home, not only do they like Mo Ziyun to play at home, but Han's father always buys pen, ink, paper and inkstone in double copies, and he never takes Mo Ziyun as an outsider.

After reading the book for half an hour, I wanted to take a break in the middle, and when I usually rested, Mo Ziyun would take the initiative to pull Han Shuxian to accompany Han Qiulu to play for a while, but today Mo Ziyun only sat on the chair and did not get up.

Han Chunlin shouted: "Sister Wanyun, the book is finished, let's go, let's go out to play!" ”

Mo Ziyun looked at Han Chunlin and said, "You go play!" I'm not going. ”

Han Chunlin had long wanted to lose his book and go out, but after listening to Mo Ziyun's words, he stopped, looked at her low interest, and said with concern: "Sister Yunyun, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mo Ziyun looked at Han Chunlin caring about herself, shook her head with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "It's okay, I'm thinking about the problem that Uncle Han talked about yesterday, and there is one thing I still don't understand." ”

Speaking of studying, Han Chunlin immediately lost interest, turned around and left, "Oh, Sister Wanyun, you think slowly, I won't delay you, I'll go out first." "I'm afraid that if I walk slowly, I will be shouted by Mo Ziyun to think together.

Mo Ziyun had something on her mind, and she didn't care that he ran out of the house as if he was running away, just let him go, "Well, you go out to play first, and then I'll play with you when I'm ready." ”

After Han Chunlin went out, the smile on Mo Ziyun's face was no longer there, from last night to now, even when she was reading a book for the first half of the night, she had been thinking about how she could copy books to make money. But the family has no money to buy paper, what should I do? I thought a lot, I wanted to borrow money from the Han family to buy paper, but this is not realistic, all she consumes when she reads now is the Han family, if she borrows money to buy paper, it is not borrowing money to buy paper, but giving it away! After thinking about it for a long time, I finally planned to go around the county to see if there was a chance to make money!

Because if you don't go out, just thinking about it will definitely not solve the problem. So after sitting for another half an hour, Mo Ziyun collected her thoughts and made up her plan to go to the county.

Half a quarter of an hour was the time for them to rest halfway as stipulated by Han's father, and when the time came, Han Chunlin hadn't come in yet, and he didn't want to enter the house, so he got up and walked out, and when he walked out of the study, he saw Han Chunlin running to the vegetable garden to dig insects, and immediately shouted: "Brother Chunlin, it's time to rest." ”

Although Han Chunlin saw that Mo Ziyun had come out to call him, he thought that he had only come out for a while, so he replied: "Why did I arrive after only a short while?" ”

Mo Ziyun has long been familiar with his tricks, "The time must have come, if it doesn't come, I definitely won't come out to call you, if you still want to continue playing, then you can only wait for more time, as usual, if you delay for a quarter of an hour, you will make up for two quarters of an hour." ”

One sentence made up for two quarters of an hour, Han Chunlin immediately threw down the vegetable leaves in his hand, and kept saying in his mouth, "Here, here!" ”

Although Han Chunlin still has all kinds of brushes in his studies and does not want to learn. But when he is supervising now, he can also complete the tasks set every day on time and in quantity, which not only has the role of Mo Ziyun's supervision, but also is affected by Mo Aster's habits, which is why Mo Ziyun will go back to the house to do what he should do after he shouts one or two times.

Mo Ziyun returned to a smiling face after Han Chunlin walked over, "When we write the words, we will play with the hidden cat for a while." ”

Han Chunlin was happy when he heard this, "Okay." "This promise is much more refreshing than the 'coming' just now.

When writing, Mo Ziyun actually wrote very little, pen, ink, paper, inkstone everything has to cost money, and these spend a lot of money, although the Han family did not treat her as an outsider, but she can't spend too much, only write two sheets a day, but these two are written very carefully, if you still want to practice after writing, you can take what Han Chunlin has written, and you can write and practice again on the back or in the gap.

Half an hour later, Mo Ziyun also did what she said, accompanied Han Chunlin to play the game of hiding cats, and then took Han Qiulu to play for a while before going home.

It was almost noon when I got home, and seeing that my grandfather Mo Tingyu hadn't come back yet, Mo Ziyun asked, "Grandma, why hasn't grandpa come back yet?" ”

Song Nanzhi is cooking what she wants to eat at noon, and it is still gruel, but now that Mo Aster is older, she doesn't need to cook a pot for her alone, but after the porridge is ready, the bowl that she scooped out is still different, Mo Aster is thinking about it every time she eats the rice in her bowl, and the rice in the pot is probably scooped into her bowl.

Song Nanzhi turned his head to look at his granddaughter who walked into the stove room, and replied, "I'm afraid your master has gone to the mountains again." ”

Mo Ziyun frowned after hearing this: "Why did you go to the mountains at this time?" It's going to be almost noon, and it's time for the heat. ”

Song Nanzhi looked at his granddaughter's little face wrinkled, and smiled and said with relief: "There are many trees in the mountains, and there is no sun. Later, he added, "Your master will definitely be back in a while." ”

Mo Ziyun had no other way after hearing this, grandpa often went around the mountains, nothing more than to find some mountain goods to sell to subsidize the family, if it was just a little income from the crops, the old debts owed by their family were afraid that it would be more difficult to pay off, and it was all caused by the poor family, Mo Ziyun had to helplessly respond: "Okay, we will make a pot of chrysanthemum tea for grandpa later." ”

The wild chrysanthemums in the mountains are everywhere, as a modern person, Mo Aster naturally does not drink this chrysanthemum tea, although she can't say that she can do more, but she still knows how to clear the heat and relieve the heat, so she has never let go of the place where the chrysanthemums bloom, and the place where she passes must be 'the flowers can be broken straight and must be broken'.

After drinking chrysanthemum tea a few times, Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi also came back from outside from time to time, holding a large handful of golden wild chrysanthemums in their hands.

When Mo Tingyu came back, it had already passed for more than half an hour, and Mo Ziyun saw her grandfather coming from under the scorching sun, and hurriedly greeted her with a pu fan, "Why did it take so long for grandpa to come back?" Approaching Mo Tingyu, Mo Ziyun fanned the pu fan in his hand towards him.

It's just that before she slapped it twice, Mo Tingyu took the big pu fan that could almost cover Mo Ziyun, but after holding it in his hand, he didn't fan the wind for himself, he picked up Mo Ziyun, and then used the pu fan to block Mo Ziyun's head to cover the scorching sun above his head, "Such a big sun, what are you running out to do?" I'm not afraid of getting sunburned. ”

Although the Mo family lived a poor life, the two elders took good care of Mo Ziyun, Mo Ziyun was cleaned up by Song Nanzhi since she was a child, not to mention, she was raised by her to be white and tender, powdery, if she didn't know that the Mo family was cold, just looking at Mo Ziyun's white and tender appearance, and Si Siwen was very polite, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like a little lady from a big family.

Mo Ziyun looked at her grandfather's dark and sweaty face, and complained: "Grandpa knows that the sun is so hot, why did he come back so late?" If grandpa doesn't get a good sun, my grandmother and I won't be worried? ”

Mo Tingyu saw her granddaughter pout, knowing that her granddaughter was worried about herself again, and said: "There are many trees in the mountains, so I can't get sun, but I basked in the sun on the way back, and my grandfather has thick skin and is not afraid of the sun." ”

Mo Ziyun listened to her grandfather say the same things as her grandmother, and she didn't continue to talk about it, it was useless to say more, if she wasn't forced, who wouldn't want to have an easy time on this hot day? Who wouldn't want to rest at home? So he changed the topic and said: "Grandma's chrysanthemums are already cold, grandpa can drink them when he comes home, and they won't be hot when he drinks them." ”

Walking to the eaves, Mo Tingyu put Mo Ziyun down, and the pu fan in his hand then fanned Mo Ziyun's body, but only twice, Mo Ziyun took the fan in Mo Tingyu's hand again, and changed it to her fan, "Grandpa will go into the house to rest, and I will fan grandpa." ”

"Okay." Mo Tingyu responded.

After waiting for Mo Tingyu to agree, Mo Ziyun shouted at the stove room: "Grandma, grandpa is back." ”

Song Nanzhi was still busy in the backyard, and after finishing the afternoon, seeing that Mo Tingyu had not come back, he took the changed clothes to the backyard and scrubbed them. Listening to Mo Ziyun's voice, he quickly put down the clothes he was rubbing in his hand, poured all the clothes in the basin next to him into the bucket on the side, and then scooped a scoop of water from another bucket next to him and poured it into the vacated wooden basin, cleaned the wooden basin before scooping the water back into the wooden basin and holding it up and walking towards the main house.

The water in the basin was used for Mo Tingyu to wash his face and hands, and after entering the house, Song Nanzhi also complained like Mo Ziyun, "You don't know how to come back earlier on this hot day, Wan Wan will run out again for a while, and run out again for a while, just waiting for you to come back." ”

Mo Tingyu looked at her granddaughter who kept fanning herself with a fan in both hands, her eyes were soft, and she advised: "Don't allow it in the future, this sun is very scorching, you are a little baby, you can't bask like this." ”

Mo Ziyun nodded and replied, "Okay, grandpa will come back early, and I won't run out." ”

Mo Tingyu smiled, "Just your ghost elf." Then he promised: "Okay, according to you, grandpa will come back early in the future." ”