Originally, it was set that he could rest at the end of the day, but in recent days, the business of the teahouse has been very good, and most of the tea customers are still unsatisfied, so Chen Changsheng often does not leave until four o'clock in the afternoon.

It's not very troublesome, and the shopkeeper Zhuang has increased his monthly money for this, which is a good thing.

After all, the daily income of the teahouse has more than doubled, and the shopkeeper Zhuang can't stop smiling, and the Cao guy has also been stained, and the monthly money has also risen a lot, thanks to this Mr. Chen.

After lunch, Chen Changsheng would ask for a bowl of noodles in the noodle shop outside the teahouse, and sometimes he would buy two buns to deal with if he didn't want to eat.

After returning after eating, Chen Changsheng took the two dolls of Ruyi and Ping'an to learn to read and write.

I have to say that in terms of reading, Ruyi is very hard-working and has never slacked off, but Ping An does not work as hard as Ruyi, just because his memory is much better.

Ruyi is sometimes sad, "Uncle Chen, is Ruyi not stupid." ”

Chen Changsheng heard this and asked, "Why do you think you are stupid?" ”

"Peace remembers it at a glance, but Ruyi has to remember it for a long time, and often forgets it, as if Ping An doesn't have to think about anything, but Ruyi takes a lot of effort."

Ruyi lowered her head as she spoke, her eyes were red when she was still young, and this was probably the first time she had been hit.

Chen Changsheng touched her head and sighed lightly.

It is undeniable that people are indeed gifted in certain things, and such a congenital gap often crushes a group of people.

Chen Changsheng said: "Do you think you are not as safe as peace? ”

Ruyi nodded.

At least that's the case when it comes to reading and literacy.

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "The content of the book is different, and the people in this world are also different, just like you and Ping'an, Ping'an's memory is better than yours, and many things can be remembered at a glance, but it is difficult for him to persist for a long time like you, do you remember the poem you taught a few days ago?" ”

"Which one?"

"The blade of the sword comes from sharpening...... Chen Changsheng said.

Ruyi sniffed, and then said: "Plum blossoms, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." ”

"That's right."

Chen Changsheng touched her head and said with a smile: "There are words in the book that are talented and charming, but it doesn't matter, it is also written in the book, God rewards hard work, and academic ability is a student." ”

Ruyi blinked and asked, "Uncle Chen, what is Heavenly Reward?" ”

"It's what you're doing."

"Ruyi doesn't understand ......"

"It's okay, you don't need to understand, just keep it in your heart."

With a word, Ruyi's reddened eyes slowly calmed down.

Ping An listened to Uncle Chen and Sister A, and he looked down at the words written on the ground in front of him again.

In fact, he was not very interested in reading and reading.

So he didn't understand why Sister A was sad.

When Ruyi came back, Ping An went to look for Uncle Chen alone.

"Uncle Chen, Ping An wants to learn something else."

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised when he heard this.

"What does Ping An want to learn?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Ping An said, "I want to learn sword dance." ”

He paused for a moment and added: "Ping An saw it on the wall, my mother said that I would learn from Uncle Chen, but Ping An didn't want to read and write, I wanted to become an adult like Mr., so that I could protect my mother." ”

Chen Changsheng found that Ping An was more 'precocious' than he thought, not in physical development, but in thought, and his understanding of things was not at all like that of a three-year-old child.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, "There are many ways to protect your mother, why do you want to learn swords?" ”

Ping An shook his head and said, "I just think it's very powerful." ”

It's not that Chen Changsheng doesn't want to teach him.

But Ping An is far from being old, and now is the time for the development of muscles and bones, whether it is practicing swords or martial arts, it will eventually lead to errors in the development of muscles and bones.

"Chen can teach you."

Chen Changsheng said: "But you still have to promise me one more thing. ”

After hearing this, Ping An said: "Uncle Chen does not regret it. ”

"No repentance."

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and took the book beside him, and said: "This book has a total of more than 1,500 words, I want you to write down the words in this book word for word, and there can be no typos in the middle, and there is only one chance a day, when you can do it, Chen will teach you when you can." ”

Ping An felt that this was a simple matter.

"Uncle Chen, safe ......"

Chen Changsheng said: "Don't worry. ”

He reached out and took out a book from his sleeve, which looked like the book in Fang Cai's hand, but there was not a word in the book.

"It was written in this book."

Chen Changsheng took out another fine pen, handed it to Ping'an and said, "Use this pen, no need to use ink." ”

"Is that okay?" Ping An said a little uncertainly.

"Naturally."

Ping'an then ran aside to write, copying the words in the book.

The pen that was not stained with ink fell on the book, but the handwriting was revealed, but Ping An didn't feel weird about it, probably because he was still young and his cognition was not perfect.

If I have a pen and paper, I feel a little envious in my heart, but I don't say anything, just stuffy.

Chen Changsheng naturally prepared her, and gave a copy by the way.

Ruyi was still a little hesitant, but she was forced to her by Chen Changsheng.

So Ruyi worked harder.

And Ping An was shocked when he wrote it.

"Oh no, no, typo!"

As he was talking, he saw that the handwriting on the book slowly faded.

"It's gone......"

Ping'an's eyes widened.

When he was about to put pen to paper again, he couldn't write anything.

It's just once a day, and if it's wrong, you can't have a second time.

Ruyi was also surprised, she knew more than peace.

She turned her head to look at Uncle Chen, who was drinking tea in the courtyard, and was about to ask a question.

But seeing Chen Changsheng looking at them with a smile and said, "This matter can't be said, only the three of us know, otherwise Chen Mouke will take back the book and pen." ”

Ping An and Ruyi glanced at each other and secretly wrote them down.

When Wang Sanniang came to pick them up, she didn't make a sound.

Until it's time to leave.

Ruyi quietly asked in Chen Changsheng's ear.

"Uncle Chen, are you an immortal?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Uncle Chen is not a god, he is a ghost, if Ruyi doesn't go back, Uncle Chen will eat you." ”

Ruyi snorted twice and said, "Uncle Chen scares people, Ruyi is not fooled!" ”

Chen Changsheng laughed, and then asked Ruyi to follow Wang Sanniang back.

The courtyard slowly fell silent.

Chen Changsheng sat on the bamboo chair and shook it gently.

Now he looks like an ordinary person.

Maybe Hongchen should be like this, know some people, and be busy with some things.

Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered, "It's good......"