Chapter 72 Two Well Written

Considering that the efficiency was too low in the morning, Yan Changqing began to implement a division of labor responsibility system for the bear children in the afternoon.

Get a bunch of small wooden signs, write numbers on them, and then divide into groups to see which group can level the road best.

When they were playing, the children were quite serious. Yan Changqing first taught them who belonged to which group, and learned the numbers by the way.

Don't laugh, these brats have never been to kindergarten. They really learned from scratch when they were in elementary school. Some of them can count, but they can't write much.

During the sugar distribution last time, quite a few of them could count to 24. Now it’s time to make up for it and learn to write.

After the division, Yan Changqing was very angry: "Everyone works hard. I will teach whoever has the smoothest section of the road to write their own names."

Erwa raised her hand excitedly: "Brother Qijin, I can write my name. I have learned from my brother."

Yan Changqing was a little surprised: "What? Write it down and let me see."

Erwa then took the stick and drew two horizontal lines: "This is Erwa's two."

Yan Changqing's surprise disappeared in an instant: "No more? Drawing a horizontal line is a one, and you know both, can't you write a one?"

Erwa said proudly and confidently: "One is too simple, I can do it without learning."

This two is very well written. This is the first word you learn in your life, so you must remember it.

Yan Changqing held back his complaints and reluctantly encouraged him: "Not bad, not bad. But Erwa is your nickname, you have to learn to write your first name, your first name is Yan Zhongxin, I will teach you how to write later."

Immediately, the children next to me were encouraged: "I can do it too, I can write one, two, three."

"And me, I will write my name."

"And I……"

Yan Changqing was patient, and asked them to write one by one, and then praised them one by one, saying that he would teach them new characters later, and teach them somersaults and somersaults after learning the characters.

In fact, there are a few brats who can do one-handed flips, not far from somersaults.

But somersaults are dangerous, and Yan Changqing strictly forbids them to practice by themselves. What if they hit their heads and knock their stupid heads?

If you want to practice, you must be on the straw pile in the threshing field, and you must be watching by yourself. If you plunge into it, the face will hurt the most, and you will not fall into trouble.

Seeing a group of brats happily scratching with wooden sticks, Yan Changqing looked at Tie Dan with a strange expression on his face, and asked him: "Tie Dan, can you not know a single word? It's okay, I'll teach you you."

Tie Dan was so bullish: "I can write my name, which is better than theirs."

I almost thought that expression on your face couldn't be pulled out, but it turned out to be 'pulling'!

Yan Changqing looked at the three characters of Yan Zhongzheng written by him, which were fairly neat, and was stunned for a moment: "Not bad, you wrote the best. I reward you to practice stick now. I will practice with you."

"Why don't you let me build the road?" He wasn't happy about not letting him work.

Yan Changqing was helpless: "Okay, okay, go shovel the soil! Anyway, you will be rewarded with a chance to let me practice sticks with you. You remember, I will replenish you when the road is built."

Tie Dan was still not happy: "Can I change the reward?"

Yan Changqing was even more dissatisfied: "Aren't you willing to practice cudgel with me?"

"The stick hurts!" Tie Dan was very reasonable. "It hurts if you keep hitting me."

"It's even better if you practice well!" Yan Changqing was more reasonable. "How can you practice well if you don't endure hardships! Then I will tap it next time, anyway, just practice hard."

Erwa waved the stick enthusiastically at the side: "Brother Qijin, he doesn't want to practice, let's practice, I'm not afraid of pain!"

"You don't even know how to write your own name, you'll be a dick, so I won't practice with you." Yan Changqing hit this guy. "Do the work first, and then I will teach you how to write your names when you are done. You can do whatever you want after you learn how to do it."

Erwa was not afraid of blows, and ran away with a small shovel as soon as she threw the stick.

Looking back at Tie Dan standing here with some reluctance, Yan Changqing suddenly felt a little emotional: "I won't lie to you, it will definitely be beneficial for you to practice. Forget it, I won't be too strict with you in the future." , you have practiced much better than Erwa."

Children are relatively easy to coax, and after a few compliments, they carry a small digging shovel to shovel the soil.

……

Large vehicles with narrow roads cannot pass, and only the middle looks like a road, with dead grass on both sides.

Therefore, it is very simple to repair. The main thing is to dig some soil from the ditch to fill some potholes-the dead grass does not need to be shoveled, and when it rains, walking on the dry grass can save a little mud.

In fact, I want to use the waste residue from the kiln factory to pave the road, but I don't have the conditions right now, so I will write it down for now, and I will get some waste soil later.

After tossing around for a while, I taught them to learn to write their names. With the comparison, they learned it very seriously.

Watching a bunch of lawless little bastards write their names on the ground, Yan Changqing still feels a sense of accomplishment.

He is such an easy-to-satisfy person, so after teaching the name, he continued to practice stick and boxing.

The main thing is to practice by yourself, let them follow along, and see who is serious about giving pointers, and let them catch wrestling by themselves if they are not serious about playing around.

Children who grow up with beatings are stronger.

There are also many benefits to myself, whether it is boxing or staff, including the function of learning and teaching, the proficiency has increased.

Then spread a thick layer of wheat straw, and let Erwa Tiedan do a few well-practiced somersaults. It doesn't take much effort for him, and his teaching proficiency grows faster.

The few dropouts were not happy when they were practicing calligraphy, but they were willing to play with guns and sticks. Unfortunately, they have no foundation, not as good as those children in Dayanzhuang.

……

At first, I thought that the penalty teams from the countryside would have to wait a few days before coming back, but I didn't expect them to come on the third day.

I just arrived on the road with a group of brats early in the morning, and was about to continue shoveling soil and filling a section of the road, when I heard a chug.

It's really no sign, it's actually a tractor.

Yan Changqing had good eyesight, and when the tractor was turning a corner, he could clearly see a group of people sitting on it.

If you come here by car, then you will be arrested for pulling things if you don’t receive a fine.

Yan Changqing immediately waved to the brats in the two villages of Eetou Bay: "Go back quickly, say someone is coming! Run back shouting all the way, let everyone know."

This is a major matter that the village has confessed to. Cao Dayong, the thorn in the head, didn't dare to prick him, and he even took the lead in running away.The other brats didn't dare to delay, and ran away, and started shouting when they reached the entrance of the village.

Yan Changqing waved again, and squatted in the middle of the road with Erwa Tiedan and a group of brats: "You are not allowed to talk later, you can do whatever I ask you to do, you know? I won't tell you to go, you They all squat here and shovel the soil, you know?"

After the confession is over, continue to wait.

The tractor came chug-chug, Yan Changqing pretended not to hear it, but seeing some brats giggling, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm laughing and I won't give you candies later."

As a result, those who didn't laugh at first couldn't help laughing, and they were laughing like a villain. It didn't look like they were going to do something good.

Yan Changqing could only lure these little bastards: "Hurry up and dig the soil, start the competition now, see who has the biggest hole, and there will be rewards later."

……

The tractor didn't dare to drive when it was not far from the brats. The driver who drove the tractor yelled twice, but couldn't hear anything at all.

Then a young man trotted over and said, "Hey, you guys don't play on the road, play while you're at it."

This attitude is not good, it is not polite at all, Yan Changqing stood up: "Didn't you see that we are building the road?"

"Who asked you to build the road?" The young man said with a straight face: "Whose family are you a child, who asked you to play on the road? Hurry up and let me..."

Yan Changqing didn't want to talk to this man who was running errands and showing off, so he squatted down again.

The middle-aged woman following behind saw that the children did not move out of the way, so she quickly walked over a few steps: "What's the matter? Children, what are you doing?"

Yan Changqing had a reason: "We are building roads."

The woman was overjoyed: "Are you still building roads?"

"Yes!" Yan Changqing said while digging with his hands, and after digging a few times, he was elated. "It's stopped now, I dig the most, and I reward myself."

Erwa quit immediately: "Brother Qijin, you're playing tricks again! You didn't start calling just now."

"I said it started when the game started!" Yan Changqing glanced at the road in front of him that had just shoveled some ground, and suddenly laughed. "Haha, you dig the least. If you lose, you are not allowed to play tricks. The loser has to play a set of punches, hurry up."

"You didn't say anything just now." Erwa was not happy. "Have they started shoveling yet?"

Yan Changqing didn't mind continuing to mess around with him, anyway, just delaying for a while: "I said it in my heart, anyway, I thought about it."

Even a three-year-old child is not happy with this reason, and more people are dissatisfied immediately, because the time is too short, there are really a few dolls moving around, and they haven't even started shoveling!
Seeing a group of children yelling, the young man's head grew big, and he opened his mouth to say something, but the woman spoke first: "Can't you go and talk first? Let's go first?"

Yan Changqing looked at the hole he dug: "We are competing, what if you step on the hole we dug?"

Then he urged Erwa: "Hurry up, you, Xiaozhi, Dali, Zhongxue, Xiaohe... none of you have started digging yet, just like Erwa, you have to perform boxing, willing to bet, hurry up. One by one Come on, Xiao Zhi, you go first."

Xiao Zhi is older and sensible, so he took the initiative to stand up: "I'll come first."

Then he stood on the road and opened his posture...

(End of this chapter)

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