Mei Sanniang sat down next to Xue'er and handed the vocabulary book to the child, and then Xue'er read it according to the words above, her eyes were so firm, her expression was so focused, and her mouth was clean: "Country." ”

“guojia。”

"Country." Mei Sanniang followed along, and deliberately pronounced "country" as "ghui family." ”

The local accent is strong and difficult to correct.

The son is not poor for his mother, Mei Xue is still a patient child, she will not lose her temper at every turn, and her voice is very crisp when she reads.

"Flowers"

Mei Sanniang looked at Xue'er curiously, she studied for the first time, and she learned well, this teacher Liu Ju taught well, no matter how to say that the results were accepted.

"Cher, how is your school life? Have any classmates bullied you. ”

Mei Xue shook her head, the things in the school, with the teacher and Liu Tao here, she was already very happy, and she didn't want to bring the extra unpleasant emotions to her mother when she went home, and her mother should worry about it after she knew about it.

"Mother's word is leisurely." Mei Xue pointed to the words in the vocabulary book, her little hands were like dry wood, and every time her fingers crossed the paper, she would make a screeching sound after rubbing.

"Leisurely." Mei Sanniang followed and read it in style.

Mei Xue finished reading them one by one, Mei Sanniang finished reading them one by one, and when she saw that it was almost over, Mei Xue asked her mother to draw and write.

Mei Sanniang came to test Xue'er's results this time, and she read it very standardly.

"Flowers."

"Leisurely."

Mei Sanniang didn't read it once, paused for five seconds, read each word three times, and read the next one when Xue'er finished writing.

"Heavily."

When Mei Sanniang finished reading, Xue'er wrote new words on the ground, Mei Sanniang looked at them one by one, she looked at the distorted words on the ground, and her heart seemed to have knocked over a few bottles of soy sauce.

This kid really can't read or write, and the words he writes are more ugly than the ones scribbled by insects, and Mei Sanniang even has to read it several times before she can recognize what this word looks like.

She couldn't help but get angry, if it was the past, she really wanted to reprimand Xue'er, at this time she always understood the nagging of her parents when she was a child, it was not that the child did not study hard, it was really only to reach that level.

"Cher, what are you writing here?"

Mei Sanniang casually pointed to a messy word that she didn't recognize.

Cher looked left and right, scratching her head in embarrassment, obviously even the child himself didn't know what was written.

Mei Sanniang let Xue'er read it for a long time, but she never pronounced out what new words it was, so Mei Sanniang told Xue'er: "Why do you write upright, and the words are like their people." ”

"These words are erased."

Mei Xue thought that her mother was angry, so she quickly admitted her mistake.

"Mother, Xue'er will re-write, and Xue'er will write a few more times."

At this time, Mei Sanniang suddenly remembered that "Qi Baishi" contacted calligraphy when he was a child, and the words he wrote when he was a child were crooked, so his father thought of a way to take out high-quality paper and pen and ink, so the children began to practice calligraphy on it.

So Mei Sanniang didn't let Xue'er write again, but said softly: "Xue'er, let's write slowly, stroke by stroke, maybe the effect will be much better." ”

Mei Sanniang knew that Xue'er could write, but this word seemed indescribable, if she wrote it slowly, there would be no such ugly words.

"Cher, I'll give it a try for you."

Mei Sanniang picked up a stone on the ground and wrote the word Mei Xue on the ground, and she drew every stroke hard.

Mei Xue's eyes widened as she looked at the words on the ground, and her mother's words were square and round. The thickness of each stroke is obvious, upright and powerful.

"Wow, mother, are you really illiterate?"

Mei Xue came closer, looked at her mother with a shocked face, and then looked at the words, it was a dream love word.

"My mother must have read a lot of books when she was young! Otherwise, how could you write such a beautiful word. ”

Mei Sanniang shook her head, she didn't admit to reading the book.

"My mother is naturally smart, if someone else teaches me, I will."

"And writing is not entirely dependent on talent, talent depends on it, but the quality of writing depends on the effort behind it."

"Xue'er, you can try it too, maybe it will look good when you write it."

"Remember, take every writing seriously."

"Words are like people."

Mei Xue nodded, grasping the stone on the side of her writing, she learned from Mei Sanniang in a similar way, and moved her body to straighten it up, and then grabbed the stone and carved her name on the ground.

Every time the pen is sonorous and powerful, it seems to use enough strength to feed.

"Cher's writing is good!" Mei Sanniang looked at the words written by Mei Xue, sure enough, there are some things that need to be written with heart, and how to use the heart depends on how the child understands.

The act of writing with heart is very vague, and in the same way, as long as the child understands it properly, then it is more than half successful.

"Our Cher is smart."

"It must have inherited the excellent tradition of being a mother."

"Cher, you have to remember, as long as you work hard, you try. Although the result is not as good as expected, it is better than the worst. ”

The truth is not spoken, but practiced.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

The road is still very long, the road is long, and Xue'er has a long way to go in the future, Mei Sanniang should have experienced the hardships of being a mother.

"Xue'er, when you finish writing these words, my mother will take you to have fun."

Cher immediately agreed.

Mei Sanniang also began to draw on the ground, and she still remembers the "hopscotch" she played with her friends when she was a child

First draw a stack of large and small grids on the ground, and then follow the single and double of the grid, while moving forward, you have to kick the stones into the correct grid, out of bounds or jump the wrong grid is considered a failure, exercise the control of the feet.

There were some fun things she gradually forgot, but she still remembered backgammon clearly.

Xue'er looked interested, and began to practice calligraphy with passion.

When she finished writing, Mei Sanniang's side also arranged it, and she drew a lot of things.

I also made my own sandbag.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

Mei Sanniang pointed to the jumping room and said: "This is the game that my mother played when she was a child. ”

"It's called Jumping House."

"Are you done?"

"I'm done." Mei Xue immediately responded, and asked Mei Sanniang to check, "Mother, come and see, whether I wrote well or not." ”

Mei Sanniang looked at it, although the words were still very ugly, they were already very good compared to the original words.

"Cher is great, she's come a long way."

"Xue'er, you have to remember that good things are meant to be shared, and your mother gave you the games you played when you were young, and you can give them to other friends to play."

After Mei Sanniang finished speaking, Mei Xue nodded again and again.

"Mother, I know."

"Good friends should be shared."

Mei Sanniang carefully taught Xue'er how to play in the room, and started playing while introducing the two of them.

"Cher, it's time for me to jump."

Mei Sanniang kicked the tile and stood on one foot, each square of the foot can only land once, the tile or hand practice can neither press the line, out of the line, and can not disrupt the order of numbering, otherwise it will be considered a foul.

Mei Sanniang and Xue'er were tired of playing, so the two of them changed to another game.

"It's backgammon, and five in a row is a loss."

"Mother uses wooden strips as chess pieces, and you use stones."

Mei Sanniang took the lead in putting a wooden strip on the frame, and then Xue'er looked at it and then put the stone on it.

"Is that the case with my mother?"

Xue'er only listened to the rules once, and she understood it in an instant.

Mei Sanniang nodded, "That's right, remember that five in a row is considered a win." ”

The rules are very simple, but it's not easy to play, there is no wooden strip down, Mei Sanniang goes to the small tree next to her to leave a section, and every time she breaks a little bit as a chess piece.

Xue'er is very smart, she knows how to break the road, "Mother, the three chess pieces are connected in a line." ”

Mei Sanniang grinned, "You still dare to remind me that those who lose have to wash the dishes." ”

"Tut-tut."

When Mei Xue heard this, she was a little reluctant.

"Mother, you are cheating, you didn't say that there was this rule before."

"Hmph, I wouldn't have let you if I had known, but I still reminded you."

"No, no, this plate doesn't count."

"If you don't see it, I'll make another one, and I'll win."

Mei Sanniang sneered, and she was proud of a child.

"This is what you reminded me, but the rules are clear, and whoever just answered can be energetic."

"Who said that?"

Mei Xue pouted and hummed a few times.

"Mother, you have to pay attention."

Mei Xue thought she was going to win, but she didn't expect Mei Sanniang to immediately play a chess piece to reverse the situation.

"Sample, don't think I didn't see it."

"You've broken a chess piece, I've seen it a long time ago."

Mei Xue frowned, played a chess piece, and then Mei Sanniang connected five pieces into one.

"Win."

"Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy, and Xue'er's next meal will be wrapped around you."

Mei Sanniang looked at the wronged Xue'er with a smile, and she took out another thing.

"Mother, what is this?"

"How many yarns?"

"Do you want to knit a sweater?"

Mei Sanniang doesn't know how to knit sweaters, rural women like to wear them for their children, but it's a pity that this kind of work is time-consuming.

"Mother teaches you to play games."

"See the rope in my hand?"

"You can change the tricks."

Mei Sanniang changed the rope in her hand and made it into many shapes, and her hand just moved simply.

"Wow."

Children look at strange things with great relish, as if opening the door to a new world.

"Can this yarn change things?"

"Magical yarn?"

Mei Sanniang gave Xue'er a piece of yarn and taught her how to make an umbrella.

"Look at it, wear this thing, yes, put your fingers on it."

"Look, again... And so it goes. ”

Soon the yarns were spread together, but Mei Sanniang let go of her other hand without hurrying.

"Mother, did you fail?"

Mei Sanniang did not answer, but pulled the wool with her other hand, and then the wool in her hand turned into a small umbrella.

"Look, it's pretty, isn't it?"

Mei Xue nodded again and again, and tried it herself, but she followed her mother step by step, and the small umbrella she formed herself was very small, like a mushroom that had not yet grown.