Picking Up a General to Plow the Fields

She was a little embarrassed and flustered at once, for fear that Jane had doubts, she hurriedly smiled and said, "When I didn't say it, you teach us!"

A Jian smiled, and started teaching one by one, starting with Lian Ze.

Like a kid who just started to learn to write with a pen, Lianze's hand holding the brush was shaking slightly, and he felt awkward to hold the pen in his hand, and his body couldn't help shaking.

"Sister, Ajian brother..." Seeing his younger brother and sister staring at him with two big eyes open, Lian Ze felt even more unnatural.

"You have just started learning, it doesn't matter, relax a little bit, and get used to it later!" Lian Fangzhou hurriedly smiled softly and comforted.

A Jane also smiled and said: "Your sister is right, everyone is like this in the beginning!"

Lian Ze's nervous heart was slightly relaxed, and he took two breaths of relief slowly, and A Jian almost taught three words with his hand stroke by stroke.

"Just write slowly like this, keep your hands steady, hold the pen tip, press hard, don't stray, and sit upright." Jane watched as he wrote three by himself while pointing.

Lian Ze looked at what he wrote, and then at what A Jian wrote, and he was very discouraged.

Jane patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "It was naturally bad at first, but it will be completely different after four or five days. After one or two years, it will be extremely neat. Reading and writing will not be possible overnight. Learn well, take your time!"

Lian Ze scratched his head, finally refreshed, smiled and said yes, practicing intently.

Lian Fangzhou glanced at the character A Jian demonstrated, but saw the strength of the pen, the iron-painted silver hook, the majestic atmosphere, and couldn't help but secretly praise it.She sighed more and more in her heart: A Jian's identity seems really not simple!

A Jian taught Lian Che and Lian Fangqing in turn, and finally arrived at Lian Fangzhou.

Seeing that it was his turn, Lian Fangzhou hurriedly stood up straight, straightened his posture, and smiled at him, the teacher to please him.

A Jane suddenly became a little embarrassed and scratched her head, as if she had encountered a big problem.

Lian Fangzhou looked at him in surprise, not knowing why.

"That," A Jian coughed, accompanied by a smile, hesitating but didn't know what to say.

Seeing Lian Fangzhou widening his eyes and looking at him strangely, A Jian felt even more embarrassed.

He rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Well, or else, Fangzhou, you, can you see if you can..."

Lian Fangzhou looked a little impatient, and said inexplicably in his heart, he pushed the paper in front of him, handed the brush to him, and smiled: "Write it again and follow the description for me!"

"Huh?" A Jian was taken aback first, and quickly nodded and smiled as if he was relieved: "Okay, okay! I'll write, you are so smart, you will surely follow it!"

Why does this sound so awkward?

Lian Fangzhou couldn't help but wonder.

After Ah Jian had finished writing it, she suddenly thought of it: Co-authoring with A Jian was just entangled in whether to teach her hand in hand!

This is really--

Lian Fangzhou couldn't help but "pushed" a sneer, causing Lian Ze and others to look up at her.She sternly said: "Nothing, go on, you all keep writing!"

Everyone wrote ten of each word at a time, and it took more than two quarters of an hour to write it, and everyone breathed.

Lian Fangqing let out a big "wheeze", put down the brush and shook his aching hand and complained: "It's really tired, it's hard to write!"

Lian Fangzhou glared at her, and said unceremoniously: "If it is difficult to write, you must write! If anyone dares to be lazy, they have to hit the board!"

Lian Fangqing "Ah" stuck his tongue out.

The grandmother Sangu, who was licking pine nuts with relish, vomited the skin of her mouth and couldn't help but chewed, "Fangzhou, you and Qing'er don't want to be the official master of Xiucai, you can just recognize a few words, so what do you do? Well, look, you scared Qinger!"

Lian Fangzhou turned around and smiled at Sangu's grandma: "I think it will be good for men and women to know more words and read more books. Anyway, there will be no harm! Sangu's grandma, why don't you come to learn?"

Sangu's grandmother was shocked to see Lian Fangzhou hit her idea, she hurriedly shook her hand and smiled: "No, really no need! I think it's good for me! You learn, you learn, haha!"

Sangu's grandmother was honestly eating pine nuts and melon seeds next to her, and she never dared to interrupt their reading and writing.

Lian Fangzhou smiled slightly, and when she was scared, she stopped talking.

Otherwise, Sangu's grandmother would interrupt her from time to time to shake her military spirit, but it was not a good thing.

After everyone had finished writing, they put together what the four people wrote for comparison. Lian Fangqing's writing was the worst, and Lian Fangzhou's writing was naturally the most correct, but it was just correct. What kind of character and brushwork That's totally out of the question.

Lian Fangzhou also paid special attention to Lian Che's words, feeling somewhat satisfied.

"My sister is amazing! The writing is really good!" Lian Fangqing couldn't help but cried.

"The little sycophants are sweet to your mouth!" Lian Fangzhou sneered at the fourth sister, and smiled: "Your brother Ajian's words are contrasted on the side. Where is the elder sister good?"

A Jian smiled and said, "It's very rare for you to write like this at first, Fangzhou is really smart!"

"Yeah, yeah, sister is really amazing!" Lian Ze and Lian Che also said the same when they met.

Lian Fangzhou was ashamed in his heart. I couldn’t do anything with the traditional Chinese character, but I couldn’t count the number of simplified Chinese characters I wrote in my previous life. If it’s not as good as what you learnt, it’s better to do this kind of changing soup and not changing medicine. , That's really shameless to meet people!

"The three of you are also very good. Just practice more, and you will be able to write in a while!" A Jian smiled. Under Lian Fangzhou's suggestion, he commented on the past one by one, and circled the writing well. Of a certain word.After some comments, except for Lian Fangzhou, Lian Che got the most circles.Lian Ze and Lian Fangqing also have it.

Lian Che originally wanted to go to school, and he wrote better than others. Lian Ze and others felt it was justified.

However, seeing what I wrote is worthy of recognition, my confidence suddenly increased a bit, and I became interested in continuing to learn.

There are too many things that should not be learned at the beginning, so I will only learn to write these three words tonight.

Seeing that the three people were in high spirits, Lian Fangzhou let them practice for a while.She got up and went to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water and wait to wash her hands and feet.

Pushing the door open, the cold north wind swept toward his face, and Lian Fangzhou couldn't help tightening his clothes.In my mind, I thought: When the cotton harvest is sold for money, we must rebuild a big new house. The kitchen must not be kept outside.

With the faint light from the window, things like many thin foam particles are falling from the sky, densely packed, silent, with a light and elegant melody, it makes people happy to see .