"Wu Ya, be good, your mother is doing something big, you must not disturb your mother!" Yu Wenjing actually took out a posture to scare the child.

"Oh!" The child sobbed, "What's the big deal?" ”

"That's ......" Yu Wenjing rolled up his sleeves and pointed to those bamboo slips, "It's to write all those books into Chinese characters, and then my mother has to practice magic, very busy, very busy!" ”

"But......" He can understand, but he still wants his mother to accompany him!

Seeing that he was about to cry, Yu Wenjing was also aggrieved, "Whoever calls your father won't help your mother!" ”

Don't you like to take the initiative? Okay, here you go!

"Daddy, why don't you help your mother?" Wu Ya looked back at his father.

"yes, why don't you help me?" Yu Wenjing coaxed beside him.

"Good, dad will take you to play!" The man gave him a disdainful look.

"Don't!" Wu Ya disgusted, "What's so fun with a man!" I like my mother, my mother's body is fragrant! ”

Yu Wenjing squeezed her eyebrows proudly, look, that's how she subdued your son!

"He's not a woman, how can he smell good?" The man glanced at the excited Jing Niang like a pervert.

Yu Wenjing pulled down her face, what does this person mean, she is a woman!

Of course, she didn't dare to say this!

"Anyway, if your dad doesn't help me, I don't have time to play with you!" Yu Wenjing showed a very helpless expression.

"Daddy——!" The long voice of the witch is here again!

Yu Wenjing sneered at him proudly, the man was unhappy, but when he turned his head and saw his son, he had to stop his meditation to help with this trouble!

Then, he realized that it was really a nuisance!

"That's not the right translation, is it?" Yu Wenjing pointed to the few words under his hand, ignoring the man's not very good-looking face.

The man paused, looked up at her, and Yu Wenjing retreated with interest, "Come, son, teach my mother to meditate!" ”

Yu Wenjing successfully pushed the matter of translation to the high priest, and while following Wu Ya to learn skills, he asked Wu Ya to ask his father if he didn't understand!

It's just that his translation speed is too slow!

She had already finished learning, and he was still slowly writing down a word.

Not to mention, it is rare for a person from southern Xinjiang to write beautiful Chinese characters.

"Can you go faster?" Yu Wenjing disliked, "Son, does it feel good to be a teacher?" ”

"Good!" Wu Ya said loudly.

"Then do you want to continue to teach your mother?" Yu Wenjing said.

"Yes!" Wu Ya said.

"That's good!" After speaking, he kissed Wu Ya in the face, "Mother's Wu Ya is the most well-behaved!" ”

Wu Ya was proud, and said at the same time: "Dad's Wu Ya is also the most well-behaved!" ”

"Yes!" Yu Wenjing smiled, and the man looked away from that terrible gaze.

"Wu Ya, come to Daddy!" As soon as Mo Bao put it down, he took the witch arrow, and then said, "It's time to sleep, otherwise you won't grow big!" ”

"Oh!" Wu Ya did not refuse, and followed the witch bones and left.

Yu Wenjing looked at the unfinished book, and could only translate it little by little.

But maybe it was because I suddenly felt too tired to pick it up, and I felt irritable after a while, so I threw it away and leaned behind me, what is the matter of such a day?

But the stories she had read these days floated in her head, and suddenly, she grabbed something, and she was so shocked that she couldn't sit still, and immediately grabbed the books she had been translating for days......

In one go, I can't help but pat myself on the head, why is she so stupid lately?

It was only at this time that I found out that this was the history of the development of southern Xinjiang at all......