The second aunt was very irritable. Whenever she heard Zheng Changsheng reciting the Three-Character Sutra, she would burst into inexplicable anger.

Especially when she saw her precious grandson Zheng Goudan dragging two big buckets of snot in front of her, she couldn't help but want to beat him.

How come someone can read so well at just over three years old?

What the hell is going on! Oh my God, my dog's balls are bigger than those of her parents. She doesn't even know the word "fart" and she keeps climbing up and down like a monkey in the sky all day long.

This is not fair, not fair.

Also, the wife of the Zheng family behaves like a big rooster all day long. She walks with her head held high and her chest high, and she shows off her family's longevity when meeting people, as if there is no male in her family.

What's so cool? Isn't it just knowing a few words?

No, I have to tell the old man quickly and send Goudan to the school.

If he continues like this, he won't even be able to raise his head in front of the Zheng family's wife.

When my son Dan can read and learn how to read, let’s see if you, Mrs. Zheng, still dare to brag about your son in front of me.

Why is our Goudan still two years older than her son? Even in terms of age and size, he is older than her son, and he is better at literacy than her son, right?

Thinking of this, she seemed to feel a little more balanced. She grabbed Zheng Goudan and said lovingly: "Goudan, can I ask you to send you to school tomorrow?"

Zheng Goudan was confused. He played well every day and was as happy as eating bee poop. He was not so happy when he went to school. I heard that if he couldn't study well, the teacher would slap his palms with a ruler.

Thinking of the children in the same village whose hands were so swollen that they couldn't even hold chopsticks, he felt extremely scared.

"Grandma, I don't want to study, I want to play." Zheng Goudan said coquettishly.

The usual act of coquettishness works well, but I don't know what happened this time. It seems that his grandmother who loves him doesn't love him at all and wants to abandon him.

When the second aunt heard this, she was like, what the hell? If you don’t study, why do you still want to turn the world upside down?

Her anger boiled up to three feet high. She grabbed Zheng Goudan's ears and beat him all over his face.

Zheng Changsheng's life was a bit panicked. He and his friends had no time to implement their idea of ​​​​catching cats and dogs, and were completely strangled in the cradle by Li Xiuying.

Several friends who were usually good friends were bribed by Li Xiuying with a piece of candy each. They completely "betrayed" him and never bothered him again.

In addition to memorizing books, he practiced calligraphy every day. In Li Xiuying's eyes, he was becoming more and more talented day by day.

At first, he practiced calligraphy with bamboo branches on the ground, and then dipped a brush in water on a bluestone board. Later, Li Xiuying bought paper from the market and pasted it with ink for him to practice.

Now Zheng Changsheng, with only a few months of practice, has already begun to show signs of his skills in regular script.

In later generations, as a calligraphy enthusiast, his level was not comparable to that of the masters, but he was still somewhat successful. It's just that what he writes now has changed from simplified characters to traditional characters.

The first time I wrote was a Tang poem "Ode to the Willow". The jasper was made up to a tree height, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down; I wonder who cut out the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors. The calligraphy is majestic and has the style of Yan Zhenqing.

In fact, he knew more than his mother Li Xiuying's 300 Tang poems, but he couldn't show it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.

So the situation is that Li Xiuying wrote down the lecture in small regular script, word for word, and he read it word by word, and then achieved the effect of being able to recite it casually, and then wrote it down carefully.

Li Xiuying is very satisfied. Her son's handwriting is so beautiful and it is so pleasing to the eye no matter how you read it.

No, you must show it to the teachers in the school.

Originally she wanted her son to go to school, but her husband said he was not the right age and would wait until he was five or six years old to send him.

This made her quite dissatisfied. My mother's son is a rare genius in heaven and hard to find on earth. He is a literary star who has descended to earth. He will enter the palace in the future. Your prelude is right.

I'm asking you to teach me just to show your face, but you push back and forth. It's not because I lack your little bit of self-cultivation.

This time I will let you see what genius is. Look at the writing of this word, it is comparable to that of my former private school teacher.

Why was she anxious to let Zheng Changsheng enter school? There was no other reason than that she could no longer teach her son at his current level.

My son can already recite the Mongolian classics "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames" and "Thousand Character Classic" by heart, and I have also taught him all the Tang poetry and Song lyrics that I know.

She is now at the end of her rope, but her son is like a sponge that can never be full.

Now is the time for children to absorb knowledge, and they don't dare to delay it because of themselves.

Invisibly, she implemented a concept of later generations very well: education starts from childhood.

She happily took Zheng Changsheng's "masterpiece" and walked to the school

Zheng Changsheng was finally liberated. His mother gave him a half-day leave so that he could play with his friends.

On a mulberry tree at the entrance of the village, Zheng Goudan ate so much that his teeth were sore.

The ripe mulberries were eaten up, and the half-cooked ones were not spared, but they were just a bit sour.

But why do children care about this?

He would come and watch every day, and whenever he found something red, he would pick it off and eat it before it turned purple.

Every time at this time, he is very arrogant. Among all the friends who play together, he is the only one who can climb trees, and he is also the oldest. Therefore, he is the general, and everyone must listen to him.

Otherwise, the mulberries picked will only be eaten by the obedient friends, and the disobedient ones will not be able to smell them.

Zheng Changsheng came under the tree. Zheng Goudan was a little panicked. He stood on the tree and watched from a distance for a long time.

"Brother Sheng, why did your mother let you out? Could it be that you carried your aunt on your back and ran out secretly? Then you'd better go back quickly, otherwise we won't have any candy to eat in the future.

By the way, your candy is really delicious!" As he said this, he smashed it in his mouth, and even his saliva flowed out.

Let me go, it seems that this guy has been completely tamed by his mother's carrot and stick.

If you want to break this guy's "loyalty", it seems you have to use a unique trick.

"Goudan, do you want to eat hawthorn?"

As soon as the guy heard about the food, he jumped down from the tree.

It doesn't make sense to be different from this guy. As long as he talks about food, he will obey obediently. Zheng Changsheng has already figured out his temperament.

He walked up to Zheng Changsheng and looked back and forth: "Liar, you don't have anything to eat, where did you get the hawthorn?"

"Just tell me if you want to eat it?"

"hold head high"

"Look back and see what the three boys from Butcher Zheng's family are holding."

Zheng Goudan suddenly became interested. The third child of Zheng Butcher's family was walking this way with two red fruits in his hand. He was eating them as he walked. He was enjoying himself.

"Forehead"

He was a little scared, because the third child was one year older than him, and perhaps because he had eaten too much lard, this guy was also taller than his friends.

"Brother Sheng, what if that guy doesn't give me food or hits me? I can't beat him. Last time I wrestled with him, he knocked me over."
Chapter completed!