Chapter 14 The wavy voice of the heart

Later, they did slowly understand the difference, but the process was not very beautiful...

In the summer in Jiangnan, it rains a lot.

It has been raining since morning, and the pattering has never stopped.

Xie Yuan held his cheek and tilted his head while looking out the window, feeling a little irritable.

It had been two days. Not only had she stopped doing morning exercises, but she had either stayed in the school or in her bedroom all day long. She felt uncomfortable all over, as if she was about to gain weight.

Beside her, Shen Liuzhen tilted his head slightly, holding up a pen, comparing it with the book, recording word after word, and as he continued to record, he felt something was wrong.

Looking sideways, he saw Xie Yuan tilting his head and staring at him, looking dazed and lifeless.

He felt uncomfortable, but Xie Yuan didn't care much about him, so it was hard to say anything.

So I forced myself to concentrate and continue writing.

However, just as he regained his concentration and focused all on the words in front of him, Xie Yuan started shaking his feet again.

In the peripheral vision, his two feet were stumbling together, and his black soap boots were shaking constantly, just in sight next to his book...

It's hard not to notice.

"Teacher..." Shen Liuzhen finally spoke, "A Yuan keeps shaking his feet, which makes me upset."

Father Xie was immersed in his book and put down the book as soon as he heard this.

I just happened to see Xie Yuan leaning on half of his face, facing the direction of Shen Liuzhen, but looking at him with his eyes, frozen there, as if an acupuncture point had been tapped.

Looking down again, she saw her feet tripped together under the table... Sensing his gaze, she quickly separated them and put them away.

There is no three hundred taels of silver here.

Father Xie walked over and looked at the homework on her desk. He wrote half of it and never touched it again. The ink on the brush was dry.

"A Yuan, reach out, what's the mistake?" Father Xie asked an unselfish question in an amiable tone.

Xie Yuan stretched out his hand pitifully and said: "...I was distracted in class and did not complete my homework properly."

"Pop!"

Xie's father hit her hard twice with a ruler.

Then he asked: "Stretch your feet, what's wrong?"

Xie Yuan covered his palms with tears in his eyes and said, "I don't need my feet anymore..."

"Stretch your legs..." Xie's father protracted and emphasized his tone. Xie Yuan couldn't resist, and finally stretched his legs out from under the table.

"Sit with a sitting posture... Ouch! Ah ha, it hurts!" Xie Yuan shouted, the "bang" on her calf was much more painful than a hand.

After the punishment, Father Xie turned around and looked at Shen Liuzhen's desktop, nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Yes, Not Bad."

Then, he pointed at Xie Yuan behind him and said, "If she continues to be dishonest, tell me again."

"Yes, teacher." Shen Liuzhen said obediently, gave Xie Yuan a proud smile, and then continued writing his words.

Xie Yuan frowned and stared at him, but he was too thick-skinned to receive it.

Father Xie seemed to have eyes in his back. As he walked, he said, "Xie Yuan, you have admitted the reason for your punishment. Don't look back for opportunities to retaliate against Liu Zhen, do you understand?"

Xie Yuan's thoughts were exposed and he said: "I know, dad."

But I was unconvinced and thought: Isn't it just to supervise each other? She can find a suitable reason to file a complaint.

Just wait and see.

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Father Shen specially found someone to customize a batch of bows and arrows for children's practice, and set up a small shooting range in the Shen family's yard to teach Xie Yuan and Shen Liuzhen how to shoot archery.

The weather is good today, with blue sky and white clouds, and windy weather from time to time.

In Xie Yuan's sight, the clouds in the sky have been slowly changing and moving.

She held the bow string in her hand and looked at the sky, feeling very interesting.

Next to her, Shen Liuzhen looked like he couldn't stand still. He kept looking behind him. If he felt that Father Shen was coming, he would pull on the bowstring to hold on for a while.

If he felt that Father Shen was far away and would not show up for a while, he would sit down on the ground lazily and hold Xiao Gong in his arms, just like an old farmer holding a pipe and sunbathing.

It is really rare to see such a "steady as a mountain" temperament in a six or seven-year-old child with a bun on his head.

Xie Yuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said nothing. He slowly loosened the bow string, put it down, rested for two breaths, then quickly pulled it open, held it flat, and then looked at the clouds in the sky.

Hey, just now it looked like a piece of poop, now it looks like a big bird, she thought.

After a while, Father Shen finished his official duties at the front and ran over to take a look.

Well, Xie Yuan stands straight, his bow-drawing posture is standard, and his arms are steady, which makes him feel comfortable.

Look at Shen Liuzhen again...

I don’t know if his clothes don’t fit him, are too loose, or something else. Why does the way he draws the bow look so awkward? I always feel like something is missing...

Father Shen looked as if he was scratching his heart with a hundred claws. If Father Xie hadn't told him that this child was extremely talented in reading, there was at least a sign that he could accomplish something.

Now he wants to pull him over and beat him up.

Forget it, Father Shen sighed and thought: It would be great if you are willing to put in the effort to practice. I never dared to think about it before.

In order to make him squat, chasing and beating him every day didn't work, right?

But at this moment, Xie Yuan's crisp and tender voice suddenly sounded:

"Master, after you left, Liu Zhen sat down a total of eight times. He never held his bow for two breaths, and he only pulled it twelve times in total."

After hearing her words, Shen Liuzhen was stunned immediately, and then subconsciously raised his hands to cover his head and face.

But after waiting for a long time, his father's slap didn't come down.

When he opened his eyes a little, he saw that his father had stopped his hand and sighed: "If your teacher and junior wife hadn't told you that I scared Yuan'er by beating you last time, why don't you slap me?" Kill you!"

Father Shen's eyes, which were already big, were as wide as a portrait of someone trying to ward off evil spirits. He pointed at his nose and said:

"You don't feel ashamed. You are so far behind Xie Yuan, and you don't know how to work harder to catch up? Are you still thinking about being lazy every day?

I'll make up forty strokes of the bow, and I'll watch. When you finish practicing, when will you go to Xie's house for Chinese classes!"

Shen Liuzhen's whole face turned pale, and he said with a pinched face: "Dad...he...how can you believe his one-sided words?"

Father Shen chuckled twice, stared at him with an expression that clearly showed disbelief, and threatened him:

"How about I give you ten more?"

"I practice...I practice..." Shen Liuzhen could only compromise.

It really cost him half his life, which was even more uncomfortable than beating him.

Looking at Xie Yuan again, the guy was drawing the bow heroically and holding it flat, concentrating on practicing without even looking at him.

Okay... really okay~

Shen Liuzhen pulled the bow string with great effort, his arms trembling, and even his heartbeat became wavy because of the effort.
Chapter completed!