Han Shuxian listened to Mo Ziyun's words and boasted, "That's right, he should have let him write his own, and he would have let you accompany him at any time." That's not all, and then he said, "Don't stay with him all the time in the future, you should have fun when you're done with your own business, and don't stay in the house all day long."

Mo Ziyun had already walked to Han Shuxian's side when Han Shuxian was speaking, and responded, "Okay." The habit of independence should also be cultivated. Then he looked at the wax paper in front of Han Shuxian, just like when he wrote before, there was still paper under the wax paper, thinking about the steel plate, although there is no steel plate now, it can also be engraved directly on the table, and said, "Uncle, it is better to bring the paper padded under the wax paper and put it directly on the table to engrave."

Han Shuxian turned his head to look at Mo Ziyun: "Why?"

Mo Ziyun looked at the pear blossom wood table and replied, "The table is brown, if the wax paper is scratched, you can see it at a glance, if the wax paper is placed under the paper, the wax paper and the paper are white, and the wax paper is not easy to be found after being accidentally scratched."

Han Shuxian turned his head again with complicated thoughts, and took away the paper on the table, then took the pen and began to write.

Yu Silian smiled and reminded Han Shuxian, "You can write lightly, don't scratch the paper."

Mo Ziyun added, "It can't be too light." As for what happens if it's too light, even if you don't know how to say it, everyone knows it.

Under the reminder of Yu Silian and Mo Ziyun, Han Shuxian couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth, only to feel that at this time he was very warm, with a naughty son, an innocent little daughter, an unusually smart eldest daughter, plus a gentle and virtuous wife, life is like this, it is enough!

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he became more focused. Even if you pay more attention, it is inevitable not to scratch the paper, but fortunately, after a few times of scratching the paper, Mo Ziyun found out on a whim that she could use a small wooden stick with Mars to get close to the place where the paper was broken, and then re-engrave it after melting the wax.

After carving the wax paper has a way to make up for it, Han Shuxian can write a little more freely, so that he will not be worried about writing heavy and scratching the paper, and the engraving will be more handy, and even while writing, he is thinking about how to write better, so the embroidery needle is slowly disliked in Han Shuxian's writing, "This needle is too sharp and thin, and it has to be replaced with a slightly thicker needle tip."

Of course, Mo Ziyun agreed, "Well, the tip of the needle is too sharp and thin, and it is easy to scratch the paper, and it is light and impermeable."

The special pen was made by Yu Silian, so when the two of them were talking, she was also thinking that the tip of the needle was too thin and it was easy to cut the paper, and when she was also thinking about what to do to make a pen that was easy to write, she thought for a while and said, "I'll make another one tomorrow." Yu Silian thought that it was because the tip of the needle was too sharp and thin that it was easy to cut the paper. Since it is the reason for the needle tip, then don't have the needle tip, don't have the needle tip will not be too sharp and thin, and then grind the broken place after the needle is broken!

The experience of breaking the needle, Yu Silian also has it, long-term embroidery, who has not encountered some accidents, or because the embroidery fabric is too thick, in short, there is also a matter of breaking the needle.

Yu Silian thought of breaking the tip of the needle and polishing it, and Han Shuxian also thought of it, and said, "You don't have to worry about this, I'll think about redoing it." The pen is used by himself, and he knows best what kind of pen he wants.

Yu Silian didn't argue with him, and responded, "It's okay, you're writing it yourself, you know better what you want to do."

Han Shuxian: "Well, I'm going to go to the blacksmith tomorrow."

Han Shuxian still only wrote half of the wax paper, and after writing, he repeated the printing, and the printed words were naturally not ideal, because the tip of the needle was too sharp and thin, and the strength of the hand was not too heavy, and the wax was not engraved in many places, the ink could not be soaked, and there were still places to cut the paper.

"I'll do this for the time being tonight, and I'll rewrite the print tomorrow after I redo the pen." Han Shuxian looked at the printed words and said, the problem of the pen cannot be solved, so you can't write well, you can't write well, how can you print the words well!

Mo Ziyun knew that they couldn't print good prints yet, so she replied, "Okay, we'll try again when my uncle comes back tomorrow." Then he said in a strange way, "If only our ink didn't soak so quickly, it would be a little scratch."

I won't dye the whole word black!"

From Mo Ziyun's idea of wax paper engraving, to redoing wax paper, to redoing iron pens, and later writing steel plates, improved inks, printing frames, brushes, etc., everything was made one by one, and then improved one by one, and then Han Shuxian wrote a hand of wax characters, and finally it was a month before he printed the words without problems.

That night, after Mo Ziyun came home from Han's house, she checked the homework done by Mo Li and Li Linsong, and even Li Linyu didn't let go, and asked Li Linyu to memorize the three-character scripture and ancient poems that he had asked him to memorize before letting the three of them go back to the house to rest.

Even if Li Linsong and Mo Li made up their minds to study with Mo Ziyun, whenever they read with Mo Ziyun, they inevitably wanted to end it early, even Li Linyu didn't want her to always ask him this, ask him that! Therefore, after the three of them passed the customs, they ran out of the house without wanting to stay for a moment.

After the three of them left, Murong Qingyuan didn't plan to copy the book anymore, and after packing up the pen and ink, he got up and waved at Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi respectively.

Seeing Murong Qingyuan giving such a big gift, Mo Tingyu said first, "What are you doing?"

Song Nanzhi also said, "That's it, okay, what are you doing here?"

Murong Qingyuan stood up straight and said, "Thank you Grandpa Mo and Grandma Song for taking you in, the kid has another reluctant request, I want to ask Grandpa Mo and Grandma Song to agree."

Mo Tingyu is a cheerful person, and he helped his own family, saying, "You just say something!"

Song Nanzhi still followed behind and said, "That's it, you say yes, you're welcome."

Murong Qingyuan took out the purse that had been asked for the medicine fee from his arms again, and handed it to Song Nanzhi with both hands, "Although the kid has lived a wandering life over the years, he has never forgotten what he has learned before, nor has he forgotten his mother's instructions and expectations for the boy, so although he has lived a wandering life, he has never reached out to beg for others, nor has he ever done anything to be sorry for people."

"I know you're a good boy!" Song Nanzhi Road.

Murong Qingyuan went on and said: "Although wandering can barely survive, but it is not a long-term solution, thank you grandpa and grandma for taking me in, and thank my sister for letting me copy books to earn money, I want to keep copying books, I want to be able to study in the academy again in the future, so I want to ask Grandpa Mo and Grandma Song to take me in for a while, this is a little bit of silver I saved, it should be my overnight expenses, although it is a little less, when I finish copying books, I will be able to have more silver to supplement Grandma Song."

Song Nanzhi reached out and held Murong Qingyuan's hand, and closed the purse in Murong Qingyuan's hand, "You can take this money yourself, the food at home is ready-made, and this year's food has only been recovered, it is enough to eat, you can keep your money yourself."

Murong Qingyuan said: "I calculated, at my current speed, it will take at least ten days or so to finish copying this book, if it is one or two days, I will not be polite to Grandpa Mo and Grandma Song, but there are still more than ten days of days, that is, Grandpa Mo and Grandma Song, and Sister Wanyun are generous, I will also be embarrassed, so I also ask Grandma Song to accept my heart, and I will also go up the mountain with Brother Lin Song to find medicinal materials during the day, I will definitely not eat and live in vain." When he said this, his voice couldn't help but lower, "I really want to have a home like Sister Wanyun." z.br>

Song Nanzhi looked at Mo Tingyu with some hesitation, after reading Mo Tingyu and then Mo Ziyun, Mo Ziyun knew that he could no longer be willful, and also looked at Mo Tingyu, Mo Tingyu saw Murong Qingyuan like this, and he couldn't say anything to refuse, plus he also agreed to let him come to the house to copy the book yesterday, and said that when he saved enough money, he would build a room for him, and besides, he didn't live at home for nothing, and he took the money out, and he was going to the mountains to help find medicinal materials to sell, and now he was still helping to manage Li Linsong, so he had to say: " It's not easy for you all these years, and now you finally have a way to make money, so you can stay in the house with peace of mind, but you have also seen the situation in our family, and your Grandma Song is busy at home, and you have to help take care of me, and you will definitely have to help the family do something after you stay at home."

When Murong Qingyuan heard that Mo Tingyu had complied with his request, his heart was both emotional and sour, a stranger could still be so unbearable to stay at home to live, but his closest relatives at home wished that he had never appeared in this world. With red eyes, he knelt on the ground and faced Mo

Tingyu, Song Nanzhi kowtowed and thanked, "Thank you, Grandpa Mo, Grandma Song took you in." After thanking him, he continued: "Please Grandpa Mo, Grandma Song rest assured, this will be my home in the future, and the affairs of the family will be my business, and I will work hard to earn money."

Mo Tingyu naturally couldn't get up to help Murong Qingyuan when he was sitting, and hurriedly beckoned Song Nanzhi, "Pull the baby up."

Song Nanzhi stood up a little hurriedly and pulled Murong Qingyuan up, "It's time to get up."

After Murong Qingyuan got up, he handed the purse in his hand to Song Nanzhi again, "Grandma, you will be in charge of this purse in the future, and I will hand it over to you after I earn money."

Mo Ziyun's heart twitched when she heard this, isn't it too fast to climb up the pole! But when I think of the moment I was picked up by my grandfather in the water, if I could say that I could run, I am afraid that I would climb so fast!

Song Nanzhi was forced to end up with the purse handed over by Murong Qingyuan, and said angrily: "You are all still young, don't think about making money all day long, you and Lin Song are male babies, you have to read more books, so that you can have a future career."

The corners of Murong Qingyuan's mouth curved slightly, and a perfect arc hung on the young man's cheek, "Well, I will definitely study hard."

Mo Ziyun looked at the clear and gentle young man in front of her, it's okay! Grandparents have always thought that there are fewer people in the family, but now there are more and more people in the family, and the house will become more and more lively in the future! It's lively, and the family's expenses have increased, so you have to think about making more money.

In the evening, Mo Aziyun rearranged the idea of wax paper printing in her mind to ensure that there was a suitable solution to each link.

On the second day, Murong Qingyuan still got up early, and after sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard, he found Li Linsong and asked, "When you were at home before, what did you do every day?"

Li Linsong replied: "It's nothing, sometimes I go to the mountains to collect some firewood after breakfast in my spare time, sometimes I cut pigweed everywhere and come back to feed the pigs, and when I am busy, my father and mother will also take me to the field to help, I can do whatever I can, and my younger brothers and sisters at home will also help with it."

Murong Qingyuan thought that he had never done any of the things he said, and now in this family, his younger brothers and sisters or something, although Mo Li is younger than himself, he will do more than himself. There is also Wan Wan, think about it, forget it, she doesn't need to take care of her.

After thinking about it, I decided to focus on copying books for the time being, but I still had to find time to go out with Grandma Song every day to learn more about how to do farm work, so that I could help when I was busy in the future.