It was only at this time that Song Yushan realized that maybe, probably, their big white goose is still a demon who loves books.

It's really a goose that grew up in their Song family!

Song Yushan didn't bother it, and sat at the counter and ate the buns.

Not to mention, the strange appearance of the big white goose sniffing books is quite good.

The big white goose sniffed and sniffed, and found that there was a particularly attractive smell in the ink fragrance, squinting and looking for it......

"What do you want to do?" Song Yushan clutched the oiled paper bag in his hand.

The big white goose opened one eye: "!! ”

When did she come back?

What's that, it smells so good! Suck~

Song Yushan looked at the big white goose, then at the bun in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Want to eat?" ”

The big white goose nodded frantically.

Song Yushan ate the last bun in a few bites: "Today we will start learning the word bun." ”

Big White Goose: "......"

"Study well, I'll buy you a bun at breakfast tomorrow." Song Yushan said.

The big white goose is eager to try!

Song Yushan removed an old sand table from the attic.

This was when she was a child, when her hands and feet were weak and she couldn't hold the brush steadily, her father made it for her to play.

She placed the sand table on the floor on the side of the counter, then took a large piece of paper and wrote on it the words "buns, meat, vegetables, noodles, eggs, water, bran, goose".

"Today is a food vocabulary session." Song Yushan hung the paper on the side of the counter, taught it to recognize it one by one, and while reading, he also used a bamboo stick to compare the stroke order of the words on the sand table.

"Buns!"

"Quack!"

"Buns!"

"Quack!"

"Meat!"

"Gah!"

……

"The paint wind blows upside down, and the grass is stained with fireflies." A plain-robed scholar whispered poems and walked towards the bookstore.

A loud "ga" suddenly pulled him out of the bleak poetic conception, and he felt a sense of confusion that he didn't know what time it was.

Half of his feet were in mid-air, was he in the wrong place?

How can there be a goose in such an elegant place as a bookstore?

"Ahem, Master Yang is looking for books again?" Song Yushan asked.

Master Yang bowed his hand: "I got a new poem under the next, and I can't think of how to go right for a while, come to the bookstore to see, Miss Song, who are you?" ”

"I have nothing to do, teach my goose to read!" Song Yushan said, "The master is also a regular customer, and the poems and books are all over there, so you can read it yourself, and I won't bother you much." ”

"Yes!" Master Yang gave up his hand again and went to the place where the poetry book was placed.

It's just that the steps are really slow, and I can't care about being rude, so I look back curiously and peek at it several times.

Miss Song is really weird, she can teach a goose to learn characters, and it doesn't seem like she is joking.

"Okay, Dabai, I've taught you several times, and now I'll test how you recognize, I said, you use your mouth to point out the corresponding words on the paper."

"Gah!"

"Goose!"

"Gah!"

"Meat!"

"Gah!"

……

"Yes, yes, that's right, now let's learn to write these words!"

"Gah!"

……

Mr. Yang originally came to find books, but now he was distracted by that person and a goose, and his mind was full of "quack".

But because of the distance, I can't see it really, I don't know if the goose has really learned, I am very curious.

After struggling for a long time, I found a book of poems with a similar style, and I hurriedly went to the counter to check out.

"Chenghui, half hanging money." Song Yushan said.

This book is engraved and printed in my own bookstore, which is cheaper.

"Master Yang?" Song Yushan saw that Master Yang had not moved for a long time, and shouted again.

"Huh?" Yang Fuzi was taken aback.

"Chenghui, half a penny or half a tael of silver," Song Yushan repeated again.

Master Yang hurriedly took out half a tael of silver, put it on the counter, picked up the poetry book, and fled away.

Walking out of Osmanthus Alley, he was still immersed in the shock of goose writing.

And the attitude of learning words is more upright than the drooping children in the school, compared with the two, Master Yang just wants to say: People are not as good as geese!

But geese can write, so isn't the devil just a legend?

Alas, he should have chosen another story of Zhiwei and went back to study it! It's hard to go back now, it's too rude today!

In the bookstore, Song Yushan was secretly amused, how did she not know that Master Yang was peeking at her big white goose?

This Yang master, named Yang Xuan, is from Xiaocha Township in the south of Fushui County.

Yang Xuan had little fame, and later offended the county magnates, and he had no way to go up, so he stumbled to the age of twenty, and simply returned to his hometown the year before last.

Fortunately, there is land at home, and it is also worry-free.

Now he is the master of Mengxuetang in the county, and he has rented a house by the water in the south of the city to live, and he can be regarded as one of the top single young people in the county.

However, because the girl of his age has either become a relative, or he doesn't like it, he has never been married.

I heard that this man was looking for a woman who could raise eyebrows with him and recite poems and paint.

At the beginning, her father also had the idea of choosing a husband for her, and this Master Yang was one of the choices, but Song Yushan was not very suitable for the concept that this worldly woman should teach her husband and children, and was unwilling to get married, so she set up a female household.

This Master Yang, his father's evaluation of him is that he is polite, and now it seems that he is still a curious person!

Song Yushan thought to himself.

*

Until noon, no second person came to the door.

Today's literacy task Dabai has completed very well, Song Yushan is very pleased: "In the afternoon, I will go to my mother-in-law to practice the stick method, you watch the house at home, review the words you learned today, there is a piece of sand in the backyard, enough for you to use, tomorrow morning I will check the words learned today, and I will buy you a meat bun to eat." ”

The big white goose said that it understands that it will eat tomorrow's buns!

Song Yushan was relieved to keep it at home and went out by himself.

went to Fumanzhai to get lunch, and when she left, she couldn't help but comfort her: "Uncle Jin, people who really care about you won't mind your background, people can't choose their own origin, but they can choose what kind of person they become, and those who discriminate against you because you were born special are not friends who can make friends." ”

Jin Dae: Surprised!

Is he exposed?

"Don't feel burdened by this, in order to protect yourself, white lies are nothing." Song Yushan patted him on the shoulder and walked out.

Out of Fumanzhai, she is still sighing.

Uncle Jin is so optimistic on weekdays, he looks like he has everything to eat and drink, but he didn't expect that there would be such annoyances as Tianyan that he didn't dare to declare.

No wonder I haven't heard of Uncle Jin having any relatives or other friends, maybe it's because of his special eyes!

I only hope that today's words can make Uncle Jin let go of the mustard in his heart, the eye of heaven is a gift from God, not a symbol of bad luck.

Uncle Jin watched her grow up, and he was half of her elder, and she was quite distressed when she saw him trying to cover it up.

She said these words with comfort in mind, but what happened next was completely beyond her expectations.