When he got home, Su Qingluan went to the hall first, and sure enough, he secretly said that his younger brothers and sisters were lying on top of a wooden long table.

The younger sister's expression is quite relaxed, and the younger brother's expression can be described as "hideous".

This long few days ago Su Qingluan played with Su Guangfu, mainly for the two little ones who had nothing to do to practice calligraphy.

Although it is only a very simple wooden plank, and there is no hollow pattern carving, it is absolutely enough for two children to learn characters.

At the beginning, when I saw so many stationery that I had never seen, the two children were excited for a day, and even when they fell asleep, they were reluctant to play back and forth with the brush and ruler.

So when Su Qingluan came back the next day and began to teach the two children how to use all kinds of stationery, the two little ones also learned very happily, with a posture of splashing ink at the next moment.

However, calligraphy is very boring at first.

It has been three days since Su Qingluan taught the two of them how to hold the pen, and the two children have only repeatedly practiced the two strokes of "horizontal" and "vertical".

Su Xueyan is relatively more calm, so she has adapted well so far, but Su Xuanhe is a leather monkey......

Looking at the various small movements on his body that he was eager to write and twist, I also knew that he must be impatient.

Seeing Su Qingluan walk in, Su Xueyan took the lead in throwing the brush and brought the page she was writing to Su Qingluan: "Sister, look! Have I written more neatly today than I did yesterday? ”

In fact, no, three or four-year-old children, although they can remember the stroke order, but on paper, the strength of wrist control is not something that can be mastered overnight.

But it can be seen that the little girl has worked hard enough.

So Su Qingluan touched the blue ear flower headdress on the little girl's head that she put on this morning, and handed her the fish basket in her hand: "Snow goose is so hard, Sister will make something delicious for you today!" ”

"Sister makes delicious food every day!" The little girl's mouth was very sweet, but she still poked out her little head curiously to see what was delicious today.

I never thought that the big black fish had been alive for a long time, and when I saw the little girl coming over, she almost bit the little girl's nose with a beating, which scared Su Xueyan so much that she sat on a buttocks.

The child's bones are soft, and it doesn't hurt much when he falls, the little girl's attention is all attracted by the black fish, and she doesn't care about the pain, pats the ashes on her body and shouts: "Sister, why did you bring back such a big clownfish!" ”

Su Qingluan was amused and laughed, and shook the fish basket: "This big black fish is delicious, and there are no fish bones." ”

"Then I'm going to eat an extra bowl!" As he spoke, he turned around and stuck out his tongue at Su Xuanhe, "Brother doesn't write well, eat one less bowl!" ”

"I ...... I'm done writing it too! Not to be outdone, Su Xuanhe picked up the piece of paper in his hand and showed it to Su Qingluan.

Since that night, Su Qingluan rubbed his stomach and talked to this leather monkey brother by the way, the leather monkey brother finally let go of his defense against his sister.

The specific performance is that although the skin is still the same, but the kind of seven disobedience and eight resentment, Su Qingluan has a much less habit of saying a word about everything.

For example, now, although he doesn't like to write, he will still honestly complete the "homework" assigned by Su Qingluan - of course, the quality of the completion is debatable.

Su Qingluan took a closer look at Su Xuanhe's calligraphy, and he was indeed stronger than the third sister in terms of pen control - after all, he was a few years older and had more strength in his hands, which was natural.

However, due to the fact that he couldn't settle down, Su Xuanhe's strokes were always very sloppy when he finished the pen, and even at the end of the "vertical", because the end was too urgent, the originally round and heavy finish became a frizzy "little broom", which was obviously caused by a certain leather monkey being impatient to close the pen and finishing the matter with a casual stroke.

Su Qingluan looked at her younger brother who was staring down at her feet, and asked the third sister to wash the ink on her hands and break her away. Wait until there is no third person around before asking:

"Don't want to learn to write?"

"Tired......" the little one's voice was full of reluctance.

"Then you won't write it?"

The little one shook his head desperately.

"If you're tired, why don't you just not write?"

Su Xuanhe thought for a while and said in a low voice: "I know, Sister is for my good, but I still don't like to write." ”

What does it mean to jump between moving and speechless? That's it!

Su Qingluan couldn't cry or laugh a little, and then thought about it and looked at his younger brother: "But I don't want to go out to work out of the stall, and my father and mother didn't want to work hard to farm in the past - but there are many things that I have to do if I don't want to do them." ”

"Is writing something you don't want to do but want to do?"

"Yes for you – that's your 'job' right now." Su Qingluan touched his brother's head.

This time, the little guy who was always fried didn't dodge her hand.

After being silent for a long time, Su Xuanhe said with some embarrassment: "That...... I'll hold on a little longer. ”

Su Qingluan looked at his younger brother's smiling face wrinkled into a bun, and couldn't help but laugh "poof": "Then you have to hold on a little longer." ”

After instructing his younger brother to remember to wash his hands, Su Qingluan turned around and went to the stove room.

Outside the stove room, Su Qingluan saw A-Niang and her sister squatting in the corner and muttering something.

Su Qingluan leaned over to take a look, and was happy: the onions and carrots that were casually buried here a few days ago had grown tender green sprouts!

"This onion and carrot is real!" Yang sighed, "You don't need to be deliberately watered and fertilized."

Although these two ingredients have other specific names in this era, under the influence of Su Qingluan, the whole family followed her usual name.

Su Qingluan nodded: "Auntie, these two vegetables are not only easy to grow, but also very shelf-of shelf-of course, this is what the dealer who bought vegetables told me-so I thought that if we can grow these two things smoothly this time, we can appropriately grow more." ”

Yang nodded.

At this time, there was a "clanging" sound from the roof.

Su Qingluan smiled: "Daddy went to climb the roof again?" ”

Yang sighed: "The gang of masons and carpenters hired before, he thinks that people are not good at work, and he prefers to build his own house little by little. ”

This has to start from the time when Su Qingluan got the dividend of "Hongfu Building" a few days ago.

Su Qingluan got a few dozen taels of silver at once, left fifteen taels to buy all kinds of expensive spices and ingredients, and spent ten taels for his father and mother to buy a new set of clothes, and handed the rest to Su Guangfu and asked him to renovate the whole house.

Originally, Su Qingluan's idea was to spend money to save trouble, directly hire a few people, repair and replace the broken roof, panes, and furniture, and purchase any furniture that was missing.

However, Su Guangfu, as an ancient technical expert who was proficient in carpentry and masonry at the same time, was not worried about the people he hired, and felt that the quality of their work was not up to par.

So the labor cost was saved, and Su Guangfu could only rely on himself, climbing up and down after coming back from the stall every day, repairing here and making up there.

He himself enjoyed it.

So Yang and Su Qingluan, who were originally a little worried that he was tired, simply went with him.