The old man walked in slowly with his hands in his hands and glanced at the children who were sitting upright. Then he coughed and asked, "Do you all know each other?"
"Yes." The children responded.
"Yeah." The old man just walked down and said to the blog post sitting in the front on the left: "The book you asked you to memorize last time, today you write it silently."
"Yes, grandfather." The blog complied with the rules, and instead of looking back, he began to write silently.
"Xue'er, this is the calligraphy you are going to practice today." The old man sent her homework, then walked to Bo Qing and said: "You practice calligraphy today, and the homework is here."
After assigning homework to their three children, he walked up to the three of Hao'er and asked: "Have you ever been taught? What will you do?"
Hao'er thought for a while and said, "I don't remember much, but I remember that my parents taught me."
Hearing this, the old man paused and asked, "The three of you, can you write your own names?"
"Yes." The three said in unison.
"Write it down and have a look." He pulled the chair beside him and sat among the three of them.
I saw the three children picking up their brushes, dipping them in some ink, and writing their names on the paper seriously, and then handed them over to him one by one.
Looking at the three names written by the three children, he glanced at the three of them unexpectedly. Hao'er's characters have already seen a sharp edge, and although the two small ones wrote stroke by stroke, they were also regular. The distance is upright, not quite like the words they would write at their age.
After all, such a small child...
However, it is not surprising to think of the distinctive temperament of these three children.
"Well, the words are all well written. Today, I will test you first to see what you all know." He looked at the three children, thought about it, and took the test one by one.
However, what he didn't expect was that after this school exam, it was accidental again and again.
The three children understood more than he expected, especially Hao'er, a book he hadn’t read before, let him read it again, and he was able to memorize it. The unforgettable memory is really true. Shocked him.
Of course, Elder Pan would never have thought that it was because Hao'er cultivated immortals, and his mental power was extraordinary and comparable to that of others. In addition, he was intelligent since he was a child, and he learned more with less.
After one morning, Mr. Pan couldn't help but cherish his talents. He found that not only Hao'er, but also the two children under three years old, had excellent memory. It was easy to understand, and the comprehension was amazing.
"That's it for today, and you can go back! The homework explained must be done well, and I will check them one by one tomorrow." The old man confessed and asked them to go back first.
In the next few days, the life went on as usual, but Hao'er learned things very fast, and even the blog post couldn't catch up with him. Moreover, he not only learned to read and calligraphy, but also learned how to do it.
On this day, the old man got out of the school. When he walked slowly to the front, he met Pan Hong. After Pan Hong paid a salute, he asked: "Why haven't I seen Panning in the past few days? What has he been up to these days? "
"Grandfather, I don't know what he is up to lately, but I see that he goes out early every day and comes back only after dark." He paused, as if remembering something, and said, "Yes, I heard someone say today. He ran to the library of the palace."