Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 281 Myopia prevention since childhood
The rain didn't keep falling, and it began to rain in a patter. This level of rain is also good for the crops, and everyone is happy to see it.

Yun Yiyi reads in the house, which is basically what she does in her spare time. She can almost read these traditional characters, even if she can't write, it's not difficult for her. She writes on paper in her spare time. On a piece of white paper, there are densely packed words.

Yan Dashuang saw it, and said: "Mother, your handwriting is better than that of the nest."

He has learned some in school these days and can understand some characters, but his handwriting is the worst.

Yun Yiyi didn't have any demands on him, so when he saw him asking, she said, "Yes, if you practice hard, you can write as well as me."

Is that right?Yan Dashuang blinked, didn't know whether to believe it or not, but just nodded his little head.

He didn't know what it meant to work hard, but when Yan Xiaoshuang was studying, he was sleeping, so he still knew these things.

Yan Xiaoshuang's clothes were always torn.

This is a strange thing, the two cubs are obviously together, Yan Dashuang's clothes are more durable, but Yan Xiaoshuang's clothes are often worn out.

She wasn't in the school, so she didn't know that Yan Xiaoshuang often went out to play secretly, and Yan Dashuang slept all the time, so she didn't need to spend so much on clothes.

Yun Yiyi doesn't know how to sew clothes, but after so long, she has her own way. She turned the clothes inside out, and then outlined them with a needle and thread on the back. The front of the clothes is naturally complete, and there is no trace of repairing at all. .

At first, the clothes were okay, but after a long time...

Yun Yiyi said: "Why are your clothes so torn, you can't mend them at all."

Yan Xiaoshuang's clothes are full of holes, if they need to be mended, they can only be patched with new cloth, which is not surprising here, anyway, many adults have a lot of patches on their clothes. Children's clothes are even more commonplace.

But Yun Yiyi didn't want to do this, and always felt that it was not elegant. Besides, there were already a lot of cloth in the house, so why did it have to be made up? It wouldn't be better to do it all over again.

Yan Dashuang was happy when he heard that: "Okay, let's make new clothes."

It is strange to say that although Yan Dashuang's clothes are often dirty, they can still be worn normally after washing. In short, his clothes are not torn.

But if you want to make clothes, you have to do both.

"Okay, do everything." Yun Yiyi agreed.

Whenever this happened, Yan Dashuang seemed very happy. He quickly brought a pile of fabric, which was still bright red. Yun Yiyi had already bought a lot of this fabric, and after a winter, there was still a pile.

When it comes to making clothes, I’m not in such a hurry. The weather is not too hot and cold. I wear thick clothes today, but I don’t know if the sun will come out tomorrow, so I wear thin clothes.

She was not in a hurry to put the fabric aside, but Yan Dashuang felt happy, so she went back to the room and opened the book on her own initiative.

Under Yan Xiaoshuang's strange eyes, Yan Dashuang began to write on the paper, the little fat claws were stronger than before, and he could hold the pen steadily.

"Mother said, practice your handwriting well now, and you will be able to write very well in the future." Yan Dashuang said.

There is nothing wrong with this statement, it is indeed the case, Yan Xiaoshuang let out an oh, and then admitted this idea.

Yan Dashuang wrote a large character on the paper, and wrote several more, before saying, "How is it?"

not so good?Yan Xiaoshuang yawned and nodded his head, "Okay."

Yan Dashuang patted his face happily, "Your writing is also very good."

While the two cubs were bragging about their business, Yun Yiyi was also writing. She wanted the basics, but she stopped after finishing one sheet.

The lighting in the room was not very good, so Yun Yiyi put two long benches in the yard, side by side, they could serve as a table, and put two stools beside them, so Zai Zai could sit there and read a book.

They are too young to read books, but they still know the articles taught earlier.

Yan Dashuang huddled into a ball, hunched over, but his hands were still writing and drawing on the paper.

Yun Yiyi walked out unintentionally, and when she saw this scene, her brows frowned immediately.

"If you want to read, you have to sit up straight, otherwise you will get nearsighted in the future." Yun Yiyi patted him on the back.

Yan Dashuang immediately sat up straight, with a blank face: "What is myopia?"

"That is, you won't be able to see the things around you clearly in the future, for example, you won't be able to read the words on this book clearly."

Yun Yiyi explained, and felt that it was very possible. There were no myopia glasses in ancient times. If she really suffered from this disease, there was nothing she could do about it.

Yan Dashuang was still ignorant: "Then I won't be able to see my mother clearly after that?"

Yun Yi attached and said: "Well, you won't be able to see Xiao Shuang clearly in the future."

"Woo..."

"Woo what, as long as you protect it well now, you won't get it. You have to remember to sit up straight and maintain a good posture when you read a book. After reading a book, remember to look at the distance, and don't look too long. It's dark now. Don't watch it any more," Yun Yiyi said.

Yan Dashuang, who finally worked hard, obediently hugged the small bench and wanted to go in.

Coincidentally, Mother Yan came at this time.

She would come here occasionally these days, but without Yan Qinghe and Zai Zai, she came here in time.

As soon as he came in, he saw two chubby ones outside, Yan Dashuang hugged a bench, stopped too, and turned half his head to look at Mother Yan, "Grandma."

Xiao Zai Zai's voice was crisp.

Yan Xiaoshuang was half a beat too late, and also called out in a low voice.

Mother Yan was a little moved, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Cub, "You have worked hard, you have lost weight these days."

Cub Zai Zai has no waist, and is a chubby lump. It feels very thick, as if... a little fatter.

Mother Yan paused, then went to pinch Yan Xiaoshuang again, and there was still a pile of chubby meat hidden under the clothes.

She didn't say they lost weight, so she asked, "Are you used to studying these days?"

Mother Yan is quite open-minded, but she still thinks about studying like everyone else. She just thinks it's a waste of time and money, especially when the two cubs are so young, it's not suitable for them to study at all. suffer.

Yan Dashuang put the small bench on the ground and replied obediently: "It's fun."

It's really fun, the lessons are not difficult, every time I come back my mother will give them tutoring, and the husband treats him well, even if he sleeps in the school, it's just too long, so I will remind him .

Yan Dashuang naturally didn't know, the husband thought he was staying up late studying at home, and that's why he was sleepy, so he was extremely tolerant of him.

Mother Yan was a little stunned. Running back and forth, Yan Dashuang didn't find it hard, but actually found it fun. What's so fun about this?

Yan Xiaoshuang said: "Get used to it."

Needless to say, this is all their truth.

There were still several sheets of paper on the table, all of which were filled with words, some were written by Yan Xiaoshuang before, and some were written by the two cubs just now, the ink is not dry yet, and there is a scent of ink.

In order for the two cubs to see what they wrote before, Yun Yiyi sewed up the paper for them, just like a homework book.

Mother Yan is illiterate, but there are people in the family who can read, and she has bought books for others, so naturally she knows some.

"You wrote these words?" Mother Yan picked up the paper on the table, there were dozens of them, very thick.

In fact, there are not many characters on each piece of paper. After all, it is a brush, and the cubs are still not used to the brush. At the beginning, the characters are big and ugly, and it is not until later that it gets better.And these are all handwriting accumulated by them a long time ago, which is not uncommon.

But in the eyes of Yanmu, it is different. There are so many words, and each word is well-written, which shows how serious the cubs are, how could they not suffer.

Going to study at such a young age, and still going so far, is simply too hard, too hard.

The hard-working Yan Dashuang continued to hug the bench, "Wo carry the bench in first, and come to accompany grandma later."

Yan Xiaoshuang hummed twice, then picked up the book on the bench.

The bench is too heavy for them to carry.

Mother Yan said: "Are you so tired every day? You still need to write when you come back. It's too late."

"Wo originally wanted to write for a while, but mother let us go in first." Yan Xiaoshuang said.

Dare to feel that this was requested by the two cubs. Mother Yan didn't understand these things, and felt that it was very rare for such a small cub to be able to write a good hand.

In fact, Yan Xiaoshuang's handwriting is not good, even in class, he is not good, let alone Yan Dashuang, that is bad handwriting, but this is not surprising, Zai Zai's hand is originally It is very small, the palm is also small, and the open fingers are white and tender, soft, and it smells like milk when you pinch it. When you hold the brush, you can't write a few decent characters.

Mother Yan didn't understand, and with a filter, she felt that Zai Zai's handwriting was the best.

She loves these two cubs, and she was a little dissatisfied with Yun Yiyi in her heart, but after Yun Yiyi came out, she said: "I just saw the words written by Da Shuang, and the writing is very good. I didn't expect him to go to school for a few days Learn, you know all the words.”

Can you read Yan Dashuang's writing?Yun Yiyi smiled and said: "It's okay, he just thought about it and wrote it on his own, it's still far behind."

Mother Yan said: "I never thought they could write, it's better that you teach them."

The flattery in these words was obvious, Yun Yiyi hummed, but didn't care too much, "Mr. also cares about them."

This is the truth, although Yun Yiyi didn't go to the school in the county to see Zai Zai, but Yan Qinghe was here, and Yan Xiaoshuang reported to her every day what happened in the school, so she naturally understood the general idea.

In fact, she didn't care what Zai Zai learned in the school, she cared how Zai Zai was doing in the school, whether he was happy or not, and knowing that no one made things difficult for them, Yun Yiyi was naturally relieved.

(End of this chapter)