She remarried after her elder sister-in-law passed away early

Chapter 219 Little Stone is a Little Man
Shaking her head, she signaled herself not to think too much, and she just tried her best to do what she should and could do.

In the afternoon, the winter sun was warm and warm, and Yun Qinghuan was tired of writing manuscripts, so she planned to go for a walk.

Going for a walk, relaxing, and relaxing, she went to the place where the children love to play.

She saw the little stone again. After such a long time, the child was still wearing the clothes she had seen last time, which was too small to keep out the cold.

Only this time, Xiao Shitou's small and thin body carried a backpack that was almost as tall as him. There were a lot of things in the backpack, including firewood and mountain goods.

The back basket was probably too heavy, and he couldn't straighten up under the weight.

But the person still didn't leave, but stared fixedly at An An who was squatting on the ground in front of him, writing something on the ground with a branch.

He looked very seriously, and after two or three minutes, Xiaoshi probably felt that the pannier was too heavy, so he staggered and loosened the pannier from his back, put it on the ground beside him, found a branch, and silently Gestures on the ground, still muttering, "An, the word is An."

Yun Qinghuan breathed lightly, stepped forward with light steps, and saw a word written crookedly on the ground, which looked like Ann, but there was a dot missing.

Probably because he felt that his writing was not very good, Xiao Shitou erased the words he wrote, and wrote again carefully, but he was not satisfied after writing a few words, his brows were tightly knitted, and he wrote tirelessly. again and again.

In fact, children in rural areas go to school quite early. Many children are sent to elementary school at the age of five, because the adults in the family are too busy to take time to look after the children.

Besides, go to school early, elementary school is only five years, junior high school in this era is two years, and after elementary school and junior high school is a total of seven years, if you can't pass the high school entrance examination or your family doesn't allow you to continue, you can directly help the adults in the village. Farm work earns work points.

Twelve or thirteen years old happens to be the time when the strength is relatively strong, and it is also a good hand at work.

Therefore, there are very few boys as big as Xiaoshi in rural areas who do not go to school.

Yun Qinghuan looked at it for a while, then said in a low voice, "There is one more point that you forgot to add."

With a sudden sound, Xiao Shitou was startled, and hurriedly raised his head, seeing Yun Qinghuan subconsciously took a step back, retreating too hastily, and sat down on the ground.

Yun Qinghuan was a little apologetic, she didn't think it was dirty, she just reached out to hold him, "Sorry, did I scare you?"

Xiao Shitou pursed his lips and shook his head, but he didn't hand over his hand.

Yun Qinghuan didn't care, squatted down/body, took a branch, and wrote on the ground stroke by stroke. The word "An" was correct, as beautiful as a word printed on a book.

Xiaoshi looked at it, his face flushed red.

He lowered his head to look at the handwriting he had written. It was crooked and lacked strokes, like crawling insects.

Yun Qinghuan could see that he was uncomfortable, and boasted, "Is this your first time writing? It's great. Auntie's first time writing, it's not as good as yours."

"Really?" Xiao Shitou's eyes suddenly sparkled, implying expectation.

Yun Qinghuan nodded, "Of course it's true."

Xiao Shitou was happy and grinned happily, with a sincere smile.

The movement here attracted An An, who was teaching her friends to write. An Anxi stood up straight away, and stopped writing. She ran over and hugged Yun Qinghuan's thigh, "Mom, why are you here?"

Yun Qinghuan took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and said with a smile, "I'm tired of staying at home, so I'll come out and walk around."

"what are you doing?"

A little curious, he looked at the ground over there, and there were words on the ground, which were his name.

The little guy looked up proudly, "Mom, I taught them to write my name, and I also taught them to write their own names."

An An is still too young and has weak hands, so the handwriting is not very good-looking, but it is more neat. He really wrote his own name and some other names.

Now the child has learned to write the names of his family members, and he has also learned to write some words that are often used in daily life. The name is well written.

Yun Qing praised him happily, "An'an is really amazing! You need to learn more, so that you can teach more next time."

The little guy nodded seriously.

The teaching environment in the village is not very good. The teacher is from the brigade. He said he graduated from high school, but he can’t even understand the textbooks of junior high school. In this environment, the villagers don’t pay much attention to their children’s study. Just know how to read, don't become illiterate in the future.

But no more.

Because the college entrance examination has been cancelled, most ordinary people will go to high school and graduate. After that, they will have no way of life or connections. Shouldn’t they go home and farm?

Since he is destined to farm, there is no need to study so much, as long as he can read and write.

Even in this era, the schools in the village would give the children a holiday when the farming season was busy, and let them go back to help the family members.

In the eyes of rural people, the crops in the field are heavier than the sky.

Next to him, Xiao Shitou looked enviously at An An who was hugged by Yun Qinghuan. He also wanted to have his mother hugging him like this. Unfortunately, since he could remember, he had never been hugged by his mother. The memories with my mother are also that she ran out in a hurry and sneaked out, and then took out the food she had secretly hidden from her arms, and after giving it to him, she didn't dare to stay too long, and then left quickly.

I'm afraid that someone with a heart will see it and gossip behind his back, so his mother will be beaten when she returns to her in-law's house.

But now, he doesn't even have that little bit of maternal love.

Xiao Shitou looked gloomy, lowered his head, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Yun Qinghuan noticed his expression, patted his son on the back, let him stand beside her, then walked towards Xiaoshitou, and said softly, "Your name is Xiaoshitou, right?"

Xiao Shitou opened his eyes wide in surprise, and suddenly looked up at her, "Auntie, auntie, do you know me?!"

Yun Qing smiled and nodded, "Of course I know. Auntie has heard that you can support a family at a young age. Little Shitou is a little man!"

And gave him a thumbs up.

Xiao Shitou blushed from the praise, pursed his lips and scratched his hair with a smile, "Aunt, aunt, I, I'm not that good."

Shy speech stutters.

Yun Qing smiled happily, as if he didn't see his shyness, and continued, "Auntie sees that you like writing very much, would you like to stay with Auntie for half an hour every morning? Auntie happens to be free at noon, so I will teach you how to write. A few words, if things go on like this, it is estimated that there are quite a few words that can be recognized."

"Ah?" The shy little guy was stunned, looked up at her, and opened his mouth wide.

Yun Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, with teasing in his eyes, and pretended to be disappointed, "What? Is Xiao Shitou unwilling? Forget it if you don't want to. You should hurry back with your backpack on your back. Don't wait until it gets dark, when the road will be difficult .”

Seeing that she turned to leave, Xiao Shitou became anxious and hurriedly said, "Auntie, I am willing!"

Super loud, as if afraid of her repentance.

(End of this chapter)