"Big brother, this ......"

Brother Ning waved his hand at him: "It's okay, alas, this kid has called his mother to teach him badly." ”

After saying that, he raised his foot and chased after him.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have another quarrel this time." Ning Chengwen was a little worried: "I'm going to persuade?" ”

"What are you going to!" Ning Xin rolled her eyes and pulled him home.

This fool!

The fuse himself came forward, you are afraid that you won't be able to quarrel, right?

On the way home from the entrance of the village, I passed by the patriarch's house.

Three blue brick houses, black lacquer gates, the only one in Dayao Village, is very magnificent.

Ning Xin, who lived in a thatched house, was so greedy that she had to drag Ning Chengwen to go in and make a visit.

"Let's go and thank my uncle for helping us break up."

Ning Chengwen also kept the matter of family separation in mind, and when her daughter mentioned it at this time, she should also respond.

He took out a part of the pastry from the basket, wrapped it in oiled paper, and knocked on the door of Fourth Uncle Yu's house.

It was an old servant with a slumped back who came to open the door.

This fourth uncle is also a strange person, when he was young, he wandered outside for half his life, but he had no wife and no children, and when he returned to the village a few years ago, he was accompanied by only an elderly old servant.

Although the yard is large, it is also very deserted.

Seeing that one big and one small were led into the hall, Fourth Uncle Yu frowned, subconsciously covered the things on the table with paper, got up and said, "Didn't I already divide the family for you, what are you going to do?" ”

The hall is not big, but it is neat and clean, and the inside of the house is extremely warm.

In the center was a desk with some melons, fruits and papers.

Originally, Ning Xin thought that her home was very good, but compared to here, it became a kennel.

She pressed it in her heart, took the oil paper bag in Ning Chengwen's hand and ran to Uncle Yu.

"Uncle, we're here to give you a New Year's gift!"

"A little heart." Ning Chengwen echoed warmly behind him.

Fourth Uncle Yu glanced at the things Ning Xin was carrying, and his voice was faint: "No need, the old man doesn't lack this little thing, take it back." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to see off the guest.

Ning Chengwen was stunned, a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, how are you practicing calligraphy?" As he spoke, he didn't pay attention, and a few pieces of paper on the desk fell to the ground.

Ning Xin helped to pick it up, and just happened to see the secret that Fourth Uncle Yu was deliberately hiding.

He was practicing his words.

But it can be seen that it should have just started, and the words on the paper are called a ghost and a ghost.

"Nope! Just draw whatever you want! "Fourth Uncle Yu is anxious.

is obviously a good-looking old man, Ning Xin didn't dare to ask more, afraid that he would bite his tongue in shame and kill himself in the next second.

Ke Ning Chengwen doesn't have such a good eyesight.

As soon as he heard that he was practicing calligraphy, he happily took out the things in the basket one by one, and then took out a thick calligraphy book from the bottom and handed it over as if he were offering a treasure.

"This is what I bought for Xin'er to learn characters, let's use it for you first!"

Ning Chengwen's smile was innocent and harmless, and Fourth Uncle Yu's old face was like a traffic light, blue and white for a while.

It's over, I don't think I'll be thrown out!

Just when Ning Xin was secretly worried on the side, Fourth Uncle Yu suddenly sneered.

"Can you learn to write?" He obviously didn't look down on Ning Xin.

Good guy, you're giving me the patriarchal set, aren't you?

Ning Xin was also said to have lost her temper.

She pinched her waist with her little hand, and shook it with a notebook: "I still think that my uncle can't learn it, do you want to compare?" ”

Fourth Uncle Yu glared: "Compared to what?" ”

Although he didn't read much when he was young, he did not recognize a few words.

How can it be compared to a little girl who can't read big words!!

"That's more than which of us will write three days from now!"

Fourth Uncle Yu's blood surged, and he slapped the table: "If you say it, the old man will compare with you!" ”

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The calligraphy was divided into two, Ning Xin raised her head proudly, and pulled her father away from the patriarch's house.

There is no suspense at all in this so-called literacy competition.

She was a senior Chinese teacher before she crossed over.

Now in the compulsory education stage, the literacy of students in the first grade of primary school is 1200~1500.

Not to mention her.

As for Fourth Uncle Yu, Ning Xin thought about it.

It is unlikely that the clan patriarch is illiterate, but as far as the words just now are concerned, the words he recognizes are also very limited.

It's just that this ancient writing is all in traditional Chinese, and she doesn't see much of a problem, so she still has to practice if she writes.

"Wait for Daddy to teach you!" Ning Chengwen was excited and nervous.

Xin'er is ambitious, and he, a father, is also happy.

But what if Xin'er loses this time and doesn't want to write anymore in the future?

No, she has to win!

Ning Xin also found the right time and began to stack herself with a prodigy buff.

That night, Ning Xin, a literacy wizard, recognized all the more than 100 words on the notebook and could write.

Ning Chengwen took the copy of the seven-point portrait of the calligraphy, and his hands began to tremble excitedly.

My daughter is a genius!

It's much more powerful than when I was a father!

Looking at his hands that were shaking like Parkinson's, Ning Xin stretched out in boredom.

Sample, there are many more places that will surprise you in the future.

After practicing calligraphy, Ning Chengwen went to prepare dinner.

There is no kitchen at home, but there is a stove in the yard with a broken pot on it.

It can't be compared with the big courtyard of the fourth uncle's family.

After buying a few buns from the town and bringing them back, Ning Chengwen cooked a small pot of sweet potato porridge and prepared to eat them together.

Just when Ning Xin had already smelled the porridge and was about to go out to wash her hands and eat, suddenly there was an exclamation from the courtyard.

"Xiaohui, what are you doing!"

Immediately after, hearing the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground, Ning Xin was stunned, pushed the door and ran out.

The yard was a mess.

The only broken pot in the house had leaked, and the sweet potato porridge was scattered all over the floor, still steaming hot on a cold winter night.

Several large white-skinned buns also fell to the ground, already stained with mud.

Ning Chengwen looked at the grain on the ground in a daze, and twitched in distress.

That's all good stuff! It's such a waste.

He looked up and asked the culprit: "Who told you to steal something!" ”

Ning Xin followed his eyes and saw Ning Hui standing by the stove with a lively spirit, maintaining the posture of grabbing things: "It's all bought with my family's money, if you don't give me food, don't even think about it!" ”

Ning Chengwen was furious: "Who let you come?" ”

"My mother." Ning Hui was finally a little scared.

His mother said that the third uncle's family was his, why couldn't he come?

Anyway, it was all bought with his father's money! Mother said it, why can't he take it?!

It's just a pity that the pot of white rice porridge......

…… There are also big meat buns.

Through the skin, he could already smell the fragrant smell of meat inside.

He sucked greedily and squatted down to pick up the buns on the ground.

But as soon as the hand was stretched out, it was trampled by a small foot.

Ning Xin twisted his hand with her feet, and a pair of cold and piercing eyes stared at him fiercely: "Little cub! Did you know that wasting food is a shame! ”