Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 248 write a big character

Yan Xiaoshuang's expression was a little strange, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily, but he was just a kid, and he didn't think so much in his heart. These questions were really not difficult, but he couldn't write, so he naturally seemed very dazed.

After Yan Dashuang said this, he also felt that it was easy and he could recite it, but Yan Dashuang had already taken the lead, so he didn't say anything.

"Easy?" Mr. Zhao didn't dare to question, Yan Dashuang just showed his skills, and now he has full confidence in Zai Zai's ability.

At this time, Yan Dashuang didn't know the hidden dangers he had planted for himself. From then on, he was always the object of attention. Even if he wanted to skip a class, he would be discovered soon.

"By the way, how can this be so simple? I guess he must have read these questions a long time ago, otherwise how could he recite them? You see, he can't even write the words." The boy thought Mr. Zhao didn't believe Yan Dashuang's words, and immediately Jumped out and accused.

The other children also looked at this side curiously, and one of the girls looked at Yan Dashuang adoringly, but Yan Dashuang didn't notice at all.

"It's not surprising that I've read it. I copied it from a book, and it's a process I need to learn in the future. But some people can't memorize it even if they read it countless times." Mr. Zhao put away his smile, He glanced at the boy lightly.

This knowledge needs to be memorized to test the children's memory. When they grow up, they need to learn more difficult knowledge and integrate this knowledge, but now they only need to learn at a superficial level.

The topic is not difficult, but he found it out from the Four Books immediately, and being able to remember it so proficiently shows that the knowledge he has learned must be broader.

In fact, Mr. Zhao thought well. Yan Dashuang did know a little bit of other knowledge, but it was really just a little bit.

He was not very surprised that these questions could be recited, but what surprised him was that Zai Zai could even calculate the arithmetic of the next nine chapters, and this Zai Zai looked young.

He hadn't considered accepting the two cubs at all just now, but now he has changed his mind. He not only wants to accept them, but also wants to accept them both. Even though there are not many places, he still needs to take them into consideration.

He has never taught such a small child, saying that he may not be able to teach the smallest child.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhao's eyes softened when he looked at the two cubs.

Yan Xiaoshuang naturally felt it, and pursed her lower lip.

"Aside from other things, if you can memorize a paragraph or two of "The Analects of Confucius", it won't be all blank." Mr. Zhao said.

When facing the boy, his face became calm again, looking serious and not easy to get close to.

The boy was taken aback, let alone the Analects, he had never read any other books, he was a little dazed and didn't understand Mr. Zhao's meaning, but he felt something bad in his heart.

After he made such a fuss, Mr. Zhao didn't seem to have any intention of turning towards him at all.

"Sir, I, I will study hard in the future." The boy said unwillingly.

Mr. Zhao frowned. He actually had a little impression of this boy. It was mentioned above that ten-year-old children actually have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. They are all three-year-old. receive.

Yan Da Zai Zai said: "The nest has already been learned, and the thesis has been learned long ago. You have to start from the beginning."

Yan Xiaoshuang touched his face, then pinched it again, just now he was still a little unhappy after being questioned by the boy, but now it has disappeared, probably because Yan Dashuang helped him to get ahead, besides, he also put all the hatred Pulled to his head.

Yan Da spread his teeth and claws, thought for a while, tore off some paper, and wrapped the brush. Although he didn't write a word, he dipped the brush in ink. Now that the ink soaked out, the white paper was blackened. up.

"What else can you do?" Mr. Zhao was not angry, but asked with great interest.

Yan Dashuang didn't quite understand this sentence. He felt that he could do too many things. He could also draw and knead mud. Among them, he was most proud of painting, and Xiao Zai Zai's face rose Joy, was about to show off her painting skills, when Yan Xiaoshuang helped her say, "Guokuo can also write."

The paper was blank and nothing was written on it. Mr. Zhao originally thought they could not write.

He was surprised: "You can still write? What kind of words can you write?"

Yan Dashuang immediately forgot about painting, and geared up: "There are many, and the nests above will know it."

When he drew the characters according to the drawing, his mother praised him, so he was full of confidence in himself.

"Wo's characters were written by Niangjiao Wo." After Yan Dashuang finished speaking, he took the brush out of the paper, eager to try it.

Mr. Zhao felt strange. He thought he had heard it wrong. If they said that his father taught him, he would not be surprised. There are very few women who can read in this era. He said: "Then you write a word, let me see it." .”

In fact, no matter what it is written, Mr. Zhao can accept it. He was ready to teach this child well, but he didn't expect...

I didn't expect that word...it's really unsightly.

When children hold the pen, they can't hold it, and when they write, they shake even more, and the written characters are naturally distorted.

An ugly word.

What Mr. Zhao originally planned to praise, stopped on his lips.

Yan Dashuang raised his small face, as if there were stars gathering in his eyes.

Forget it, they are still too young, and they can be adjusted slowly. Even if the handwriting is not good-looking, it doesn't matter, anyway, there is him.If a student knows everything, what else does he, a teacher, do.

Besides, there is no mistake in writing this character. Although it is round and chubby, the strokes are correct, which shows that it has been worked hard.

He must have also practiced calligraphy.

Mr. Zhao asked: "Is your mother also literate? Did she teach these?"

Yan Dashuang said honestly: "No, and my father also taught Wo, and the word was taught by Wo Dad."

In fact, the knowledge is all taught by the mother, only the words are taught by Yan Qinghe, Yan Dashuang originally meant this, but Mr. Zhao misunderstood what he said.

If their father taught them, it would not seem so strange, after all, it is not surprising for men who can read and write these days.

Mr. Zhao took a list and looked at it, and saw two names next to each other: "Yan Chu, Yan Hen."

Yan Dashuang immediately sat up straight.

Mr. Zhao asked: "Are you the younger brother?"

This kid is smart, but looks very lively, but Yan Xiaoshuang in front of him is more like an older brother.

Yan Dashuang quickly shook his head, his small head was like a rattle, "Wo is the pot, Xiao Shuang is the younger brother."

Yan Xiaoshuang glanced at him indifferently, expressionless.

The two cubs looked exactly the same, and they were dressed in the same clothes. At first glance, they really couldn't tell the difference.

Mr. Zhao looked at them carefully, nodded, and planned to separate the two of them in the future, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to tell each other apart.

This Yan is not a common surname, but there are quite a lot of people with the surname Yan.

Mr. Zhao couldn't tell which family the children were from. These two children were white and chubby. At first glance, they looked like milk babies raised in the county.

He suddenly asked, "Who is your father?"

At the beginning, Yun Yiyi was afraid that the two cubs would get lost, so she taught them common sense, not only let them remember her own name, but also told them the names of the Yan family's relatives.

So Yan Dashuang still remembers it very firmly, his voice was crisp and crisp, "The nest father is Yan Qinghe."

After saying this, Xiao Zai Zai went to see Yan Xiaoshuang, who gave him an approving look.

Yan Dashuang nodded, confirming what he said.

Yan Qinghe?The name is a bit familiar. Mr. Zhao searched in his mind, and he really remembered this person. He is already old and has been teaching here for many years. Naturally, he met many people.

Some people, after listening to it, he would forget it too, but Yan Qinghe not only heard about it, but also saw it many times himself. At that time, everyone thought that he had hope to pass the exam, but unfortunately he returned home in the end.

These two are his sons?
Two chubby eyes with ignorant eyes.

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "Okay, you two go out first, and come back when school starts."

After he finished speaking, he sketched on the paper and made a mark for the two cubs.

Yan Xiaoshuang stood up first and walked forward with short legs, Yan Dashuang followed behind.

Next, there seems to be a child talking about how these two people look exactly alike. Yan Dashuang tilted his head, and saw a girl grinning at him. He turned his head, never looked at her again, and didn't notice The other party's lost eyes.

"Mother is right, sir just asked a few random questions, it's not difficult." Yan Dashuang said.

He is not stupid, just now Mr. Zhao told them to start school, which means that they can come to school.

Yan Xiaoshuang nodded seriously, and made a summary himself.

Mr. Zhao asked them some questions, such as who taught these characters and what was their father's name. These were indeed very simple questions without any difficulty.

But Yan Xiaoshuang suddenly thought of a question, "Why didn't he ask the nest?"

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Yan Dashuang was the one who answered.

Yan Dashuang thought for a while and said, "Maybe the litters look the same."

There is actually something wrong with his statement. What he said means that Yan Xiaoshuang is also like him, so there is no need for Mr. Zhao to ask Yan Xiaoshuang extravagantly.

The two cubs looked at each other for a while, Yan Xiaoshuang actually understood what he meant, and nodded, as if he thought it made sense.

After walking for a while, he always felt that something was wrong. What about the topic on that piece of paper?Maybe it didn't work.

Yan Xiaoshuang didn't think there was anything wrong with Yan Dashuang reciting the topic, he could recite it too, as long as other people could do it too.

Yun Yiyi was waiting for the two cubs, when she saw the door opened, the two short legs walked a few steps in a daze, then put their heads together and said something like no one else, then went up to pick them up.

The people in the company also told Yun Yiyi, and she went through some simple admission procedures, and then she was going to take the two cubs back.

(End of this chapter)