"Xiao Wu, you're finally back!How about it! Let Mom see, is there anything wrong?" When Zhao Ying saw the little guy, she cried directly, squatted in front of the little guy, and looked up and down.

"Ma Ma, why are you crying?" The little guy hurriedly reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Zhao Ying's eyes.

"It's okay, mom is fine, mom is excited!" Zhao Ying shook her head again and again.

"Ma Ma, let me tell you, just ......" The little guy pulled Zhao Ying to the sofa, and then began to talk about what happened this afternoon.

"I'm sorry Brother Xiaoyao!" Xuan Miao lowered her head and looked like she had admitted her mistake.

"What's wrong with you!" Ye Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, "I don't blame you for this matter, I want to be me, and I can't notice it at the first time." ”

"Brother Xiaoyao......" Xuan Miao pouted and almost cried.

"Okay, okay, I really don't blame you!" Ye Xiaoyao comforted softly.

"Well, Brother Xiaoyao, this kind of thing will definitely not happen again in the future!" Xuan Miao said.

Ye Xiaoyao smiled slightly, and gently touched Xuanmiao's face: "Of course, I believe in you!"

The little guy is back, and the anxious and tense atmosphere in the room just now disappears in an instant!

Seeing this, Ye Xiaoyao smiled slightly, he didn't plan to go back to the barracks today, even if he went back, he would have to go back tomorrow.

However, soon, Hu Jinguang's phone called.

"What's the matter?" Ye Xiaoyao was in a good mood now, and his tone was not as cold as before, but it was not much better.

Hu Jinguang was slightly stunned, and then explained: "Thank you, Mr. Ye! Thank you, Mr. Ye for everything you have done for Huaxia."

"If you just come to say thank you, then forget it, I'm a Chinese, these are what I should do!" Ye Xiaoyao said lightly.

"Uh......" Hu Jinguang was a little unsure of what Ye Xiaoyao said, so he paused before he spoke, "Mr. Ye, when are you going back to the barracks?" I discussed with the old chief just now, and decided to confer the rank of general on Mr. Ye!"

"Conferring a military rank? is this not necessary?" Ye Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, and said with some embarrassment, he had never thought of asking for any military rank.

"It must be, everything Mr. Ye has done for Huaxia, we can't let Mr. Ye do it in vain!" Hu Jinguang's tone was firm, as if he had to do this.

Ye Xiaoyao was helpless, so he had to nod: "Okay, I'll go back tomorrow!"

"Okay, the award ceremony is scheduled for tomorrow!" Hu Jinguang hurriedly said.

"Hmm!" After answering, Ye Xiaoyao hung up the phone.

"Xiao Wu, where is the notebook that Dad bought for you? How is the writing?Let Dad check it!" Turning around, Ye Xiaoyao said to the little guy.

"Huh?" the little one's face fell, and the smile gradually faded.

"Why, didn't you write it well?" Ye Xiaoyao asked.

"Baba I ......" The little guy's voice became smaller and smaller, and then he slowly returned to his house and took out the notebook that Ye Xiaoyao bought for her.

Ye Xiaoyao opened it and looked at it, crying and laughing.

It's good to say that the little guy is still good when he draws the part that comes out of the ground, but when it comes time to write it himself, he returns to her crooked state.

Ye Xiaoyao could also see that the little guy was working hard, but it seemed that he couldn't write well, because of the part he wrote, the little guy repeatedly wrote with an eraser, and wrote and erased.

"Baba, is Xiao Wu not able to write?" the little guy whispered.

"How come? Xiao Wu won't be able to write badly! It's just that Xiao Wu's method is wrong, and Dad will teach you in person today!" Ye Xiaoyao smiled slightly and touched the little guy's head, he could see that the little guy really wanted to write well.

"Uh-huh!" the little guy nodded, very serious.

"Then let's start now!" Ye Xiaoyao smiled, then took the little guy's hand and came to the little guy's room.

"Xiao Wu, you write first, Dad take a look, where are you?" Ye Xiaoyao said.

"Hmm!" the little guy picked up his pen and began to write very seriously.

However, the first word Ye Xiaoyao couldn't cry or laugh.

"Xiao Wu, you made two mistakes!" Ye Xiaoyao said.

"Two?" the little guy looked at Ye Yaoyao suspiciously.

"First of all, you hold the pen in the wrong position! If you want to write well, the posture of holding the pen is very important, you see, in this way, the barrel of the pen should be placed between the three tips of the thumb, index finger and middle finger, the index finger in front, the thumb in the left back, the middle finger in the lower right, the index finger should be lower than the thumb, and the fingertips should be about 3 cm away from the tip of the pen. The barrel of the pen is inclined to the surface of the paper at 60 degrees, the palm is rounded, and the knuckles are slightly bent. Ye Xiaoyao explained slowly.

"Xiao Wu should remember a mantra: - resist two pressures and three foils, refer to the real palm and the wrist is flexible, the angle is suitable and the direction is positive, and the strokes are carefully pondered. ”

"'One to' refers to using the nail root of the middle finger to hold the pen from the bottom to the top of the pen barrel, leaving an inch long distance from the pen barrel, generally at the root of the conical shape of the pen knife. ”

"'Second pressure' refers to the use of the thumb from the inside, the index finger from the outside of the pen to pinch the pen and press down gently, the thumb and index finger of the finger belly force, so that the finger belly surface is large, the flesh is soft and thick, and the pen can be held tightly without great effort. ”

"'Three foils' means that the ring finger and little finger are slightly bent into a front and back shape, the two fingers are attached to the desktop in a flat plane, and the palm side should be attached to the tabletop, so as to hold up the middle finger and the whole pen, forming a stable and lively pen holding posture. ”

"'Finger real' means: the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger are close to the solid. ”

"'Palm deficiency' requires that the ring finger and little finger should not be curled back into the palm. This posture is very numerous, the second finger curls back into the palm, so that the middle finger loses its support, resulting in unstable writing, that is, the palm is empty. ”

"'Wrist flexibility' means that the wrist should not be strong, but should be relaxed and flexible, so as to use the movement of the wrist when writing to achieve the effect of "skill". ”

"'Direction' refers to the direction of the nib and barrel, the correct nib direction should generally point forward, and the direction of the barrel should be the right rear. ”

"'Stroke weight' refers to the lightness and weight of the force used to write. When writing, if you use light force, the stroke will be thin, and if you use heavy force, the stroke will be thick. ”

After listening to Ye Xiaoyao's long list of explanations, the little guy opened his mouth in disbelief: "Ah?

"Of course, secondly, the stroke order of your writing is not correct, so how can you master the structure of this word?" Ye Xiaoyao said, "Look, Dad will write one for you!"

As he spoke, Ye Xiaoyao picked up the pen, and the same word was written below the word written by the little guy.

"I see!" the little guy nodded, as if he understood something.

Before, Ye Xiaoyao just threw the calligraphy to the little guy, and he didn't care whether the little guy would or not, but now that he thinks about it, he still thinks that practicing calligraphy is too simple!

With Ye Xiaoyao's guidance, the little guy seems to have found the trick, and the handwriting is in a good way, and he is no longer as crooked as before!

Seeing this, Ye Xiaoyao nodded with satisfaction, he had already said the method, and the rest was up to the little guy!