I farmed and raised cubs in ancient times

Chapter 43 Little Prodigy (seeking a monthly ticket)
The problem lies in this rejection.

It seems that in the previous life, my sister-in-law said vaguely that the land should have been robbed, and it was still at a very low price.

Ye Xiaomei looked at Jiang Zhi and Ye Erlang who had gone away, and followed them in small steps.

She didn't dare to ask some questions, and it was indeed her sister-in-law who led her nephew to the front.When dealing with people, even the details are almost the same as the sister-in-law in memory.

What's more, even the second elder brother believed in her. He came back after 15 years and couldn't remember many things clearly, but the second elder brother didn't. He thought it was okay, so it must be okay.

Seeing that Ye Heng couldn't move anymore, Jiang Zhi picked him up.She didn't know that just now Ye Xiaomei poured out the seeds of doubt and stirred them repeatedly.

Back home, Jiang Zhi took out "Hundred Surnames". Previously, Ye Xiaomei learned "Thousand Characters". Ye Xiaomei learned a few hundred characters quickly, and even Ye Heng knew a lot, but Can't write.

Now the masters in the village require "Hundred Surnames", Ye Erlang can only learn from "Hundred Surnames".

Ye Erlang held the book carefully, the book case was left by his elder brother.These are treasures he has never touched, and now they are his.

Jiang Zhidao: "Erlang, this is "Hundred Surnames". You have learned some carpentry work, how about cutting some bamboo and engraving these characters on the bamboo pieces?"

"This is a good idea." Ye Erlang said.

He was also afraid that he would be a big bastard who would damage the books that these big brothers had finally obtained.

"I'll go now."

Although Ye Erlang didn't understand these characters, he could engrave them.Many craftsmen are illiterate, and the carved steles are exactly the same as the characters. It is not difficult for him to do this.

Now that there are scholars in the family, it is time to make a special place for the children to study.

Jiang Zhi turned her attention to the house where Liu Shi used to live. The windows of the earthen wall structure are quite small, and the lighting is insufficient, which is not suitable.

It seems that there can only be another one under the eaves.

While Ye Erlang was cutting bamboo, Jiang Zhi and Ye Xiaomei packed up the ones under the eaves that could protect them from the storm and put them on an old table.

Outside is the sand table in the yard, which is very convenient for learning.

Ye Xiaomei stood by the table, looking at this simple but cozy corner, she couldn't see her gaze on Ye Chu, and gradually all her rationality was overcome by her sensibility.

This is her sister-in-law.

"What's wrong? Why are you still looking at God?" Jiang Zhi stretched out her hand and waved in front of Ye Xiaomei. After returning from the village school, she felt that something was wrong with Ye Xiaomei. Could it be that she had something on her mind?
Ye Xiaomei came to her senses and said, "No, nothing."

"Mother, Brother Heng also wants to study." Ye Heng tugged at the corner of Jiang Zhi's clothes. At a young age, he followed suit. When he saw his little uncle going to school, he also felt itchy. He had a bitter look on his face when he was speaking the scriptures.

"Okay, do you really want to study?" Jiang Zhi knelt down and asked.

"Yeah." Ye Heng nodded, as if he was the only one in this family who had nothing to do.

Ye Heng's heart was empty.

Although he doesn't know what emptiness is.

"Didn't you learn to read from your little aunt before? How many characters do you know?" Jiang Zhi asked again.

"I..." Ye Heng buried his head and thought for a while: "I know, I know, 'The heaven and the earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are full (zè), the days and nights are arranged, the cold comes and the summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides. When the cold comes Summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides. Leap is more than a year old, law Lu tunes Yang... Virtue is established, shape is upright, sound is transmitted in empty valleys, empty halls are used to listen, misfortunes accumulate, and blessings are celebrated.'”

Ye Xiaomei was stunned. If I remembered correctly, she had only learned the thousand-character prose for a little while, yet her nephew was able to memorize everything she had learned.

Prodigy!
"Baby, do you still recognize these characters when you take them apart? Like this?" Jiang Zhi picked up an inferior brush and dipped it in clean water to write the word "Fu" on the stone slab.

Ye Heng stared at the word for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"I don't know."

Because she didn't know the handwriting written by her mother, Ye Heng's little face was almost wrinkled.

"Don't be discouraged, Auntie will teach you." Jiang Zhi gave Ye Heng the pen to hold, then held Ye Heng's hand, first dipped it in clean water, and then wrote on the slate.

"First write next to the word 'show', then write a horizontal line, and then write a word and a field. Each character is composed of different radicals, and different radicals also have corresponding meanings. Look at this character Fu , 'Show' is related to gods, and Kouhetian symbolizes people and the land, and it is a blessing if people have fields to eat enough." Jiang Zhi taught Ye Heng patiently.

Although the explanation about Fu was all she thought of casually, and the writing of that character was not very pretty, but she could still recognize what character it was.

Jiang Zhi felt that she had made a mistake and forgot to buy a temporary post.She has some calligraphy skills, most of the characters with a brush are correct, but she doesn't have a sense of beauty.

The reason why she knows these traditional characters is that apart from the memory of the original owner, another reason is that she has read a lot of ancient books in her previous life due to her work.

Otherwise, she would be a complete illiterate when she came here.

"Okay, I've learned it." Ye Heng pulled his hand away happily, he wanted to write it again by himself.

I saw Ye Heng imitating the steps Jiang Zhi taught him just now, first dipped in water, and then drew the word "Fu" on the stone board stroke by stroke.

Crooked, but the strokes are correct.

"Wow, Guaibao is so amazing." Jiang Zhi applauded Ye Heng.

Ye Xiaomei said with a smile: "Brother Heng is our family's little child prodigy!"

"Yes, little prodigy, do you want to keep knowing?" Jiang Zhi stroked the little Jiujiu on Ye Heng's head, the doll's big eyes were full of obedience.

"OK."

Jiang Zhi taught him to write several more characters, and he could copy them all at once.

Shouldn't it be a photographic memory?
Jiang Zhi immediately became serious, and she said, "Baby, do you still remember that Auntie asked you to distinguish the difference between weeds and seedlings?"

Ye Heng's eyes were blank, he shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

"Oh fine."

At this time, Ye Erlang also dragged the cut bamboo back, put the bamboo in the yard, raised his head and shouted: "Sister-in-law, little sister, I will cut the bamboo into small pieces later, and I can carve characters." .”

"Okay, little sister, help Erlang carve bamboo slices, and I'll cook."

"Yes, sister-in-law." Ye Xiaomei brought out Ye Erlang's toolbox. Although he was an apprentice, he still had some small carpenter's tools.

Ye Xiaomei taught while Ye Erlang carved.

"Little sister, you also know these things?" Ye Erlang felt depressed for a moment. Is he the only illiterate in this family?
"My sister-in-law taught me a few days ago. Second brother, you weren't home at that time."

Today she finally realized the benefits of her sister-in-law teaching her to read.

(End of this chapter)