Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 116 Another Prodigy Comes

In the room, Yan Qinghe was testing Yan Xiaoshuang's skills. The more he asked him, the more surprised he became. Yan Xiaoshuang knew basically the contents of this booklet. Not only that, he still read many long sentences very smoothly. No stuttering, no pauses.

As soon as Yan Dashuang walked into the main room, he heard the voice of reciting poems, which was obviously Yan Xiaoshuang's.

Why did he ignore his father's room just now, Yan Dashuang thought gloomily in his heart, when he opened the room, he saw the two were very close to each other, what were they talking about?
Yan Dashuang was immediately dissatisfied.

He never takes the initiative to read books, but he doesn't hate them either. After all, every time Yun Yiyi tells him the stories, he also likes them. After class, he will complete the homework according to Yun Yiyi's instructions. Of course, Yun Yiyi has never given them any assignments. For written homework, she usually assigns practical homework, such as asking them to observe things, or make a gadget by themselves.

But even so, seeing Yan Xiaoshuang and his father exclude him, he still felt depressed.

This is probably because the younger brother is actually studying behind his back again!

Yan Xiaoshuang was still proficiently reading the contents of the picture book, Yan Qinghe listened carefully, and occasionally looked at the contents above to see if he made any mistakes, and finally came to the conclusion that every word was correct, no one noticed The arrival of Yan Dashuang.

"You... are very smart." After Yan Xiaoshuang finished reading the last word, Yan Qinghe sighed.

Yun Yiyi also often praised the two of them for being smart, Yan Xiaoshuang blinked those eyes, he actually didn't know why Yan Qinghe praised him, in his opinion, being able to read the contents of the booklet was nothing at all.

Yan Dashuang stretched out his little paw and pulled Yan Qinghe's sleeve, obviously they were so close, but Yan Qinghe's attention was on Yan Xiaoshuang, and he didn't realize it for a while.

"The nest is also very smart!" Yan Dashuang roared, and stood on the bench by herself, taller than the two sitting people.

The voice appeared very suddenly, and both of them turned their heads to look at him at the same time, and there was a rare silence in the air.

The meaning in Yan Xiao's eyes was obvious: When did you come?Why did it suddenly appear?Why stand so high?
Sure enough, as soon as Yan Dashuang appeared on the stage, he immediately shocked the audience.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, Yan Dashuang put his hands behind his back, raised his neck, and began to read aloud: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind..." When reciting, he also paid attention to Yan's words. Qinghe's expression.

The three-year-old Zaizai is very smart now, and can distinguish some uncomplicated emotions. Facing Zaizai, Yan Qinghe did not restrain his emotions, and showed undisguised appreciation in his eyes.

Yan Dashuang's invisible tail had already reached the sky, he continued to carry it smoothly, halfway through, his expression suddenly changed.

Yan Qinghe stared at him.

Yan Dashuang dusted off his red jacket, jumped down unhurriedly, then walked to the table, and pushed Yan Xiaoshuang, who turned to the side, and he buried his face in the book , and began to search frantically. After a while, he finally found the picture album he wanted, cleared his throat, and continued to read: "One makes ten, ten makes a hundred..."

After watching Yan Dashuang's series of actions, Yan Qinghe realized that he had forgotten his words, but these seemed not too important, because his previous recitation had obviously achieved results, proving his excellence.Yan Xiaoshuang just read according to it, but Yan Dashuang started to recite it as soon as he came in, which shows his profound knowledge.

Yan Xiaoshuang's lips moved. He originally wanted to say that he could recite it himself, and he could recite more, but Yan Qinghe just asked him to recite it, but seeing Yan Dashuang's embarrassing appearance, He pursed his lips and said nothing.

If Yan Qinghe was surprised by Yan Xiaoshuang, now seeing Yan Dashuang's performance, he touched his chin in doubt. Is it really that simple to study?Even a three-year-old can easily recite the Three Character Classic.

One is enough, but both are the same, Yan Qinghe discovered the clue, how can there be so many child prodigies in this world, besides, Yan Dashuang's temperament is not like a quiet reader, since he can easily recite, there must be a reason behind it.

Yan Qinghe's eyes fell on these albums, and this time he carefully flipped through them. He rubbed his chin and couldn't help but put himself in the role of Yan Xiaoshuang. Maybe a little boy would like this kind of albums?

"Father," Yan Dashuang poked his hand, his eyes sparkled, and his face looked inviting: "How is the nest swollen?"

Yan Qinghe lowered his eyes, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Same smart."

Although he hopes to be a little more intelligent, but the same is the same, if Kong Rong gives in to Li, he will also give in to his younger brother.

"In that case, let's learn to write together, both of you." Yan Qinghe took out another brush and handed it to Yan Dashuang.

What?This writing brush can't be eaten, so why pass it to him.

Next, Yan Dashuang regretted that he had come, and it was fine if he came, but he showed himself on purpose, so he was caught practicing calligraphy.

Yan Dashuang doesn't like writing, this process is very boring for him, even if Yan Qinghe explained it in great detail.

When Yan Qinghe demonstrated, Yan Xiaoshuang stared at the side, for fear of missing a step, he likes everything related to paper and ink.From his point of view, these are all interesting things. From Yan Dashuang's point of view, Yan Qinghe's hands gradually turned into double images, one pair of hands, two hands... In the end, he yawned, his eyes were full of tears. A layer of water light.

This has something to do with heredity, coupled with Yun Yiyi's acquired influence on him, he has a strong interest in learning, so he regards learning as an interest.Naturally, he is also good at learning, and everyone will do what they are good at.

Yan Qinghe explained very slowly. To teach the cubs to write, first of all, he had to teach the strokes. He also directly used the picture book and picked a few simple characters in it as a demonstration to let them get familiar with it first.

Yawning is addictive. Yan Dashuang yawned several times one after another, but his eyes were still fixed on Yan Qinghe's hand. He didn't see anything and kept nodding. He knocked his chin on the table, the table trembled, and the ink that had been ground just now shook out, and a few drops spilled on the white paper, engulfing the words written before.

After dozing off, he woke up all of a sudden, Yan Dashuang opened his eyes wide, and the picture in front of him became clear. Now he knew that he was wrong, with his head hanging down and his expression serious.

Yan Qinghe didn't scold him, but just patted his little head, and said softly, "You will demonstrate it to my brother later."

What?Ask him to write, he can't!He just didn't see what was written at all.

Mingming's father's expression is very gentle, and the hand touching his head is also very gentle, why does he always feel something is wrong.

Next, Yan Dashuang studied seriously, he didn't want to lose face in front of his younger brother.

Yan Qinghe taught them for a while, but let go of his doubts. Although these two cubs are quick learners, they are still a bit far from those prodigies in the book who have a good memory and learn quickly. He will be clumsy, and he will correct it slowly under his correction.

This made him heave a sigh of relief. Of course, writing is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Today, Yan Qinghe only temporarily explained some skills of writing to them, and let them practice a few words first.

Yan Dashuang was always very nervous, afraid that Yan Qinghe would suddenly call him.

But until Yun Yiyi came to ask them to eat, Yan Qinghe didn't let him write in public, he patted his small chest, and when he walked out, he turned his chubby face to look at Yan Qinghe inexplicably.

Yan Qinghe was arranging the various booklets on the table, when he noticed Yan Dashuang's gaze, he raised his head and smiled at him.

That smile was as gentle as a breeze.

Yan Dashuang pinched his face, thinking that his father is indeed a gentle and bullying father who can be pushed back and forth at will, so he must have forgotten it just now.Thinking of this, Yan Dashuang also forgot the nervousness before, and now he wants to fill himself with food.

When Yan Qinghe's hand touched the picture album, deeper emotions surged in the depths of his eyes.

This Yun Yiyi... Could it be that she really knows how to teach children so well?

Yun Yiyi made porridge this time, and took out the fried meat whistle before, and then made steamed buns by herself. The steamed buns she made had weird shapes and were very ugly. After steaming, the shapes and sizes were different.

She didn't know how to make buns, so the folds at the top of the buns were very difficult to pinch.

Yan Dashuang had no sense of aesthetics about food. His eyes wandered around the plate, he picked up the biggest one, and stuffed it into his mouth. Although this bun was not good-looking, it was thin-skinned and full of meat. He just took a bite , the inside is full of minced meat, which is pure meat.

Yun Yiyi saw that he was eating deliciously, and touched his bulging cheeks, "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke if you eat so fast, if you choke, I will definitely restrict your diet now, no What do you eat more?"

Yan Dashuang was eating happily, but when he heard Yun Yiyi's words, he was shocked. He chewed a little slower, because he was afraid that Yun Yiyi would not allow him to eat buns.

That's all Yun Yiyi said, when she saw Yan Qinghe and Yan Xiaoshuang coming out from behind, she sat aside and gave up her seat.Generally speaking, when they hear about food, the two of them have to slow down.

Yan Xiaoshuang picked up a steamed stuffed bun, his eyes were a bit puzzled, he took a bite, raised his head and asked Yun Yiyi: "Mother, is this a steamed stuffed bun? Why is it different from the previous one?"

Yun Yiyi was a little embarrassed about the buns she made on a whim, she coughed lightly: "Eat it quickly, they are all the same, only the fillings are different."

Yan Xiaoshuang is a good boy who asks when he doesn't understand, pointing to the steamed stuffed bun on the plate, he said, "This one is ugly."

Yun Yiyi took a sip of the porridge, looked at Yan Xiaoshuang's earnest and longing eyes, and avoided it guiltily, "The essence of this food lies in the taste, the appearance is not important at all, you have to remember when you grow up, you must not rely on it in the future. Judging a person by appearance, you know?"

Yanda raised his hands and feet to express his agreement: "Yes, the most important thing is the meat." No matter how delicious the dishes are, they still lack soul.

Yan Xiaoshuang probably didn't understand at all, and Yun Yiyi didn't care, she pushed the pickles to his side, "Eat some pickles."

(End of this chapter)