After Tong Da Wa arrived home, his family members gathered around him and kept asking him what he had learned in school that morning.
As for what he did this morning, Ling Yun naturally knew it, and in order for them to continue to support his opportunity to study, he must show his unique wisdom.
He slowed down, and then said in a clear voice: "First, sir, he helped us straighten our clothes, bowed to Confucius, then used cinnabar to open our eyes, and finally taught us how to write our first word."
"herringbone"
With that said, Ling Yun squatted down, cleaned you off the ground, took a wooden stick, and started writing.
Sure enough, when he wrote the character "herringbone", everyone's eyes changed. Their eyes were full of hope, and at the same time, they all had happy smiles on their faces.
Mrs. Liang laughed heartily and kept praising her: "Oh, you really went to school. In just half a day, you can recognize a word. My good grandson is really born to study. He is probably a literary star."
"My son, I really didn't disappoint my mother. I learned how to write in just one morning."
Mrs. Yang looked happy at this time, knowing that her son had the potential to study, and her heart was full of expectations.
"When you first enter school, don't be arrogant. You still need to work hard. If we can make further progress in the future, we will also have a bright future."
Although Ling Dashan was happy, he still stopped his inner excitement and disciplined him with a serious look on his face.
"Dad is right, don't be complacent."
Although Ling Daren couldn't help but agree, the smile on his face couldn't resist the joy in his heart.
Ling Yun quickly nodded in agreement.
After lunch, Ling Yun, who sat for a while, was about to go to school. He originally agreed to go alone. After all, he is an old boy and likes to be alone at all times.
I really don't like to be accompanied by others, and I feel uncomfortable all over.
In the end, he finally resisted the elders, but not the eldest child. He really couldn't refuse, and the aggrieved expression on his face made him want to cry, so he had no choice but to agree.
When the latter saw that he agreed, he jumped up with joy. He sighed to himself that women are really good at pretending. One second they are trying to live and die, and the next second they are jumping up and down.
Hey, who made his ears soft?
Not long after, my husband officially came to teach, and the first book I learned was the Three Character Classic.
Unlike others, he seemed a little excited and a little nervous at the moment. Then he shook his head along with the others and started his reading career again.
Today is the first day. The teacher first took us to read the opening chapter of the Three-Character Sutra. In the beginning, human beings are inherently good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart... What can we do when we are young and old if we don't learn from it? If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool.
After teaching them the pronunciation of these words, the teacher began to teach them how to write their own names.
Except for him, everyone else's names were taught by my husband and have very good meanings, so there is no need to change their names.
However, Ling Yun knew how to write his own name, so it didn't take long for him to write his own name under the surprised look of his husband.
Ling Yun's speed in learning astonished his husband, and warned him not to be complacent and that he needed more practice.
Because of this, during a short break between classes, other people gathered around him and asked him how he learned it so quickly, and he wrote his name in a while.
Ling Yun was vague, and finally couldn't shirk it and said that his father had taught him at home before, and it took him a long time to learn it.
After hearing the reason, the little kids reluctantly let him go and began to practice sitting for a while.
You can't blame Ling Yun for being unkind. He really can't get along with these little kids with runny noses. He has mysophobia and likes to be clean.
Every time he saw them with a pool of snot hanging from their noses, Ling Yun would scream, let alone playing together, and every time they played with Ling Yun, it would be an excuse to practice evasion.
The Three-Character Classic taught me the opening chapter, plus writing my surname. The teacher also explained some knowledge on how to open a pen, how to hold a pen and sharpen ink.
In addition, he also taught us the correct writing posture. The teacher taught us the sitting posture, and then the pen holding posture. After teaching us, he told us to practice more.
When school was over, the teacher first assigned us today’s homework, which consisted of reciting the Three-Character Sutra we learned today, but he had just taught us the opening twenty-four characters.
Secondly, in order to prevent them from using paper indiscriminately, my husband put all the yellow paper they bought in the classroom, and only took out two of them for them to practice at night.
Finally, I warned them that they should practice more when they go back and don't play for fun, otherwise they will be punished if they fail to do the back whipping tomorrow.
After returning home, there was still some time before dinner. Ling Yun picked up a branch and started writing and drawing on the ground.
Considering the current situation of his family, they are poor and have no money. The idea of practicing calligraphy directly on paper is unrealistic, so he can only make do with practicing what he learned today on the ground.
It would be best to memorize and write today's content before dinner. After all, I used to be a science student and I felt a little uncomfortable with memorizing, so I was afraid it would be difficult to memorize it.
However, when he did, he discovered that his memory was extremely amazing. He read silently while writing, and soon he remembered the outline.
Is the sole due to rebirth, a stronger soul, or is it due to premature birth?
As a result, Ling Yun didn't know that his endorsement was getting twice the result with half the effort, but as long as the result was good, he was happy to accept it.
Because of his good memory and his adult soul, he must be able to read much faster than his peers.
Furthermore, in an era where being able to read is hard-earned, Ling Yun cannot do anything to cheat his family.
"Hey, it's boring..."
He had just finished reciting the content of today's Three-Character Sutra and had practiced calligraphy for a long time. His hands were so tired that they were cramping. He lay on the straw pile with the dog's tail grass in his mouth and sighed deeply in his heart.
"Brother, brother, eat the fruit..." The ten-year-old Erwa ran to Ling Yun holding a large handful of red wild fruits in both hands.
"Second sister, where did you find this?"
The ripe wild fruit is red all over and feels cold in the mouth when chewed. It has very little juice and is sour and astringent, but after a long time it is a little sweet. It is a good snack.
But Ling Yun, who rarely goes out, didn't know where she picked it.
"Over there..." Erwa pointed to the other side of the bridge.
Ling Yun suddenly stood up, patted his butt and said, "Let's go, I'll go take a look too."
Don't blame him for being greedy, there are not a wide variety of fruits in supermarkets in this era, and even if there were, it wouldn't be his turn to eat them.
Just like some families who have a few fruit trees, they take them to the market to exchange for money, and no one is willing to eat them themselves.
Erwa gave Ling Yun half of the wild fruit in his hand, and then led him to the place where he picked wild fruits.
Coincidentally, on the road, I saw Da Wa and three children and five children cutting pigweed at the foot of the mountain.
When the eldest child saw the third child leading him up the mountain, he hurriedly shouted: "Er child, where are you taking Shiro? Come here quickly."
"Sister, if we don't go to the mountains, we will pick wild fruits here."
Ling Yun had already seen the wild fruit halfway up the mountain. No wonder it was not discovered by anyone. It turned out to be hidden behind a large bush.
He looked at the wild fruits on the ground and suddenly remembered that this wild fruit should be snakeberry.
The color is bright, the plant is low, and the fruits also grow on the ground. However, this kind of snakeberry is called snakeberry because the place where it grows is moist and shady, and snakes are often found.
Ling Yun looked carefully and found that the two of them couldn't fit it in. Looking left and right, he found lotus leaves in the field and stream at the foot of the mountain, so he ran down and picked a few.
Then I used a stick to sweep the ground a few times. When I found no snakes, I asked the two children to pick them together.
After a while, I picked seven or eight lotus leaves, which were full of them. There were still some immature ones on the ground, which I will save for next time.
"Look, eldest sister, what did I bring for you..."
Erwa opened the lotus leaf excitedly and spread the snakeberry to show off in front of several sisters, as if he was asking for credit in front of adults.
"Xiao Ye Guo!" Da Wa cried out in surprise.
"You guys go ahead and eat, and wipe your mouths clean later, otherwise you will be scolded by your mother again when you go back." The eldest son told his younger brothers and sisters.
Several people around him nodded hurriedly and ate happily with relish.
"Sister, you can eat too, it's sweet."
Ling Yun grabbed a small handful and handed it to Da Wa, who took it with a smile and started eating slowly.
Ling Yun, an adult soul, tried his best to blend in with them, but he still couldn't behave like a child, so he just stood aside and ate a few.
"Brother, I'll give this to you. My sister doesn't like the taste of it."
The eldest child Rourou said, her temperament is very gentle, similar to Yang's.
Not only does he take on the responsibility of his eldest sister, but he also takes special care of her. This is one of the reasons why he is particularly close to her.
"Sister, eat it. My brother must have eaten a lot. If he eats more, his throat will be itchy."
When Ling Yun saw the big boy making excuses not to eat, he wanted to leave what he had on his hands to him.
But he already eats a lot, and if he eats too much of this stuff, his throat will get stuck, so it’s not suitable to eat more.
Besides, there is no reason not to like eating. Looking at the three sisters on the other side, eating like a wolf, I don't know how satisfied I am.
Hearing Ling Yun say that his throat was uncomfortable, Da Wa immediately took the wild fruit back, for fear that something would happen to him.
After a while, a few people who had eaten the wild fruits tied the pigweed into blocks. When Ling Yun grabbed a bundle and put it on his body, the big boy hurriedly stepped over and refused to let him carry it.
In the end, he couldn't hold her back, so he followed behind and watched them each carrying a bundle and bumping toward home. This scene couldn't help but make Ling Yun's eyes wet.
At the same time, he secretly warned himself that he must work hard, and when he is able, he must take good care of this large group of sisters, and he will not be unworthy of the way they treated him.
As soon as he got home, the eldest child was busy cooking in the kitchen. After a while, the adults also returned home.
Today, in order to celebrate his enrollment in school, Ms. Liang specially asked her eldest son to make extra scrambled eggs. When the sisters saw that there were eggs to eat tonight, their eyes could not help but shine.
After dinner, Ling Dashan cleared his throat and looked at him: "My dear grandson, are you able to adapt to school today? Is there anything that your body can't bear?"
"Grandpa, my grandson can adapt well. He learned a lot of words in class today and also learned to write his name." Ling Yun Qingqing said.
"Oh? Is what my dear grandson said true?"
Ling Dashan's eyes shone and he stared at Ling Yun in disbelief.
"My grandson's words are true. Grandpa will wait for a while while his grandson comes into the room to get paper, ink, pen and inkstone to write for everyone to read."
This chapter has been completed!