The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 66: Idea Storage (3)
The little face flushed instantly!

"Ah, Zisen, the ink fell on the paper!" With Yang Zimu's exclamation, a drop of ink fell on the white paper, and soon faded away, and a small group of black marks appeared.

Hastily put the brush on the inkstone, held the paper with both hands, looked at the father and mother around him, wanted to cry but had no tears!

Such a valuable thing, let him scrap it, how can he be worthy of his family!

"Oh, it's okay, third brother, why don't you put it away first, and in the evening, please ask the master to come over and teach you." Yang Ziqian knew that this guy didn't have the ability to show off, and at this moment, riding a tiger was hard to get off, so he said Give him a break.

Although I know a little bit about the pen-holding posture, the so-called half-can of water jingles, I should speak less, so as to avoid the trouble of teaching another apprentice who looks different.

Yang Zisen raised his head and glanced at his sister gratefully. The twins just thought of going together.

Ignoring the slight disappointment in Yueniang's eyes, he quickly put away these treasures. Of course, the one stained with ink will be put away later, and it will not affect the use of other places after drying.

"Ouch, fifth girl!" Yueniang just looked at the third son and went.When she regained her senses, she saw Xiao Wuya's small hands stretched into the inkstone, her five fingers were covered with ink, and when Yue Niang exclaimed, she quickly put her hands into her mouth.

In an instant, the little cat came out of the oven.

There was black ink everywhere on the face, mouth, and nose, Yueniang exclaimed, and she looked at her and laughed.

Terrible, even the teeth are all black!
"Hahaha, that's what the ancients said that you should drink more ink if you don't have any ink in your chest. Little Wuya, she started drinking ink at such a young age. In the future, don't you want to be a great writer!" Yang Ziqian saw that funny So, I couldn't stop laughing.

The family members didn't understand what Si Yatou said, but seeing Wu Ya's behavior, they couldn't help laughing out loud.Even Yang Zisen was amused, let go of the burden in his heart, and speeded up the pace of packing, if he didn't collect it, if he didn't collect it again, Xiao Wuya might print plum blossoms on his precious paper.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny, the whole family can only eat something, and that's it!" The old lady Feng next door was scorchingly training her daughter-in-law and granddaughter in the main room. Interrupted by the laughter, he scolded with a frown.

Aunt Feng's heart twitched a few times, look, Yueniang's house, how nice it is!

A few families are happy, a few are sad, life is really going their own way.Aunt Feng and Song Qingqing stood in front of Old Madam Feng in a well-behaved manner, listening to her lectures.

Taking a peek at Song Qingqing, after being tossed about for so long, she has long since lost the arrogance she had when she first entered the door. She is a stubborn rock, and it will be smoothed by the old woman. Aunt Feng felt a little better in her heart.

"I heard that you bought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone?" After dinner, the master checked the time and stepped into the cabin with his hands behind his back.

Here comes the savior!

Yang Zisen respectfully welcomed his wife in and sat down.Then, I took out the baby in a fart.

This time, Yueniang hugged Wuya and stood far away.

Yang Danian brought his children and stood watching from a distance. The master is here, so he can't move forward, delaying the business, that's not okay!

"Writing requires attention to method. Since ancient times, there have been various methods of writing. I have little knowledge, so I will teach you the five-finger writing method." The master saw that Yang Zisen had prepared everything in order, and said with a pen.

The ancients were good at this, no matter what time they were, they were very humble.Yang Ziqian appreciates this.So, I also listened attentively to the side.

"The five-stroke law enforcement is also the most widely used. It is easy for everyone to accept." The master spread the pen in the palm of his hand and explained to Yang Zisen in detail: "The five-finger writing method is to press, press, hook, push, and touch. Hold the pen steady and let the fingers do their job."

Demonstrate while talking: "Look: the thumb presses the side of the pen holder close to the body, and the first joint of this finger or the joint with the second joint presses the pen holder from the outside to the inside. The middle finger is next to the second finger, Hook the pen holder. The fourth finger is close to the middle finger, and the root of the first nail is close to the pen holder to withstand the pressure of the second finger and the middle finger. The little finger is against the inner and lower side of the fourth finger, helping A little bit of strength."

After finishing speaking, he dipped some ink and wrote: "The height and tightness of the pen are also particular. You are a beginner now, and you want to practice block letters. You should hold the pen lower to make the strokes more stable. If you hold the pen high, the change will be great. Regular script is not easy to master. There is also the problem of the tightness of the pen. If you hold it too tightly, your hands will tremble and your fingers will hurt. If you hold it too loose, the pen will fall if you don’t use any force. The power is transmitted to the nib through the hand holding the pen, and cannot stay on the arm or fingers. It is skillful force rather than dead force that is used to write. Skillful power comes from long-term practice. After passing the writing test..."

Flowing clouds and flowing water, "Yang Zisen." Three beautiful characters settled down: "The pen holder does not have to be straight on the paper all the time. During the writing process, the pen holder can be tilted slightly, but it should be small. Generally, when writing regular script, the pen holder should always be kept straight. This straight state."

After speaking, he handed over the pen to Yang Zisen and motioned him to write.

Yang Zisen became obedient this time, instead of dipping in the ink first, he held the pen in his hand, imitating what his master did just now, and held the pen changingly for a few times. A few times.

The master nodded secretly, and Yang Zisen dipped in the ink confidently, and gently wrote his name next to what the master had written just now.

Seeing Yang Zisen's handwriting, Yang Ziqian snickered.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

Look at the handwriting written by these two people, even laymen can tell the difference.

Yang Zisen was also very shy.

"Very good, not bad, this word also needs to be practiced, practice more, it will be fine!" If you are really in the education industry, Master Appreciation Education has done a good job.

After hearing what he said, not only Yang Zisen, but the Yang family also felt that the youngest son had a bright future.

Yang Danian, who has a mistress in his family and taro in the land, in his heart, he finally has a bottom line.

Looking around, the fields in Li's village are no longer depressed.

The seedlings are planted, and they go to the deep pools in the river to fetch water for watering every now and then, until the pumping, and now the millet is drooping, and the tenants are not at all happy.

This is not a grain ear, it is smaller and shorter than wheat, and dozens of grains of millet are hanging on a grain seedling.

Alas, this year, when threshing millet, there is no need to be envious of Yang's second family's mixing bucket.Because there is no need for it at all, and I am not even interested in cutting the handles to go home. At that time, I will cut back the ears of grain and beat them with lids. It is estimated that the harvest will be several times less than last year. The children are far from enough!

(End of this chapter)