The remaining light of the setting sun shines on the small building.

On the roof of the building, Zhang Shengli set up a table with rice paper and pen and ink.

They didn't even eat lunch today, and it was already time for the kindergarten to end.

Tang Li went to pick her up, and Zhang Shengli started to make preparations.

Not far from him, on a recliner, Tang Rou held her chin and looked at the other person.

"If you start teaching her so early, will it be counterproductive?"

"I'm not teaching her now, I'm teaching by words and deeds. Let her be exposed to it first, and then she will like it. Then it will be easier to teach her later."

Tang Rou laughed when she heard Zhang Shengli's nonsense.

"No need to laugh, Xiaodie is very smart and will definitely learn quickly."

Tang Rou shook her head.

She also admired Zhang Shengli's persistence.

In order for Xiao Quting to learn his skills, he chased after him every day.

As a result, everyone in the wilderness was afraid of Zhang Shengli.

The final result is that everyone is afraid of Dahuang, and Xiao Quting also fails to learn from him.

It's better now. His daughter is only over three years old, and he hasn't forgotten it yet.

Everyone knows that Zhang Shengli's understanding of martial arts and battle methods is very different from others.

Therefore, it is very troublesome to teach, and it can even be described as non-replicable.

"I'm just afraid now that the greater your hopes, the greater your disappointment."

"No, definitely not!"

Zhang Shengli laughed and started to write two words while speaking.

This word is clearly Xiaodie's name.

When the pen was written, Tang Li had already brought Xiaodie to the top floor.

As soon as she landed, Xiaodie happily came to Zhang Shengli, threw herself into his arms, and kissed him on the face.

"Dad, Xiaodie got another little red flower today."

The little hand is stretched out, which means clearly that he is asking for a reward from the other party.

He reached out and scratched the bridge of the other person's nose, stuffed a jelly bean into his mouth, and then picked him up.

"Look at this, what is it?"

Pointing to the two words on the table, Zhang Shengli asked with a smile.

"Wow, dad is so awesome. This is Xiaodie's name." As soon as Xiaodie opened her mouth, she praised her first and then answered the question.

This move made the two women on the side smile bitterly.

Yo ho!

Zhang Shengli was very happy, he didn't go to kindergarten in vain, he learned to read so quickly.

However, Tang Li on the side struck a blow: "In today's kindergarten class, which child doesn't know his own name?"

Zhang Shengli was stunned for a moment, then handed Xiaodie to Tang Li and started writing again.

I haven’t even started writing yet, but the support has already started.

Xiaodie will always be his most loyal fan, clapping her little hands and cheering nonstop.

Tang Rou, who was sitting on the recliner, was smiling bitterly. There was nothing she could do about these two living treasures.

"Dad, Xiaodie can also write."

Before Zhang Shengli finished a word, Xiao Die's voice came to his ears.

"What?"

Zhang Shengli was happy: "You can't write now. When you are older, daddy will teach you, okay?"

Xiaodie refused: "Many students in our class can write."

This time, even Tang Rou and Tang Li became interested and glanced at Zhang Shengli.

Are all the kids these days so awesome?

"Okay, you write one and I'll take a look."

Then, Xiaodie stood on the chair nearby and held the brush in a decent manner.

How can she hold such a big brush well?

So when Zhang Shengli was stunned, he directly held the brush horizontally and drew a stroke on the rice paper with that weird posture.

"What is this?" Zhang Shengli looked at his daughter in a daze.

"One!" Xiaodie giggled: "I can also write two."

Then he added a horizontal line under the word, but this horizontal line was obviously a bit short, and it didn't look like a second word.

But there is something even more outrageous.

Xiaodie drew another stroke: "Three more!"

Zhang Shengli shook his head and quickly took the brush from his daughter's hand.

According to the way she writes, she can probably write to ten in one breath without gasping for breath.

I have to say that Zhang Shengli is really patient when it comes to teaching this matter.

When I tell it to Xiaodie, it's clear and logical, there's nothing the same.

Now you can see the benefits of calligraphy, and learning calligraphy can make you very powerful.

Tang Rou and Tang Li were said to have dozed off, but Xiaodie listened with great interest.

Until the sun set and the sky became dark, Zhang Shengli finally finished his explanation after Tang Rou's reminder.

I originally thought that Xiaodie would be a three-minute hit.

However, the second daughter discovered that after three days in a row, Zhang Shengli taught seriously, and her daughter also studied very seriously.

The first thing after school every day is to run to the roof of the building and learn calligraphy from Zhang Shengli.

They didn't expect that a child over three years old could have such perseverance.

Until this Saturday, when Zheng Xiaoman brought her son here to play with Xiaodie, the two girls discovered Xiaodie's strengths.

Very patient.

For example, Feng Huang also wanted to learn from him, but before he could finish learning a few words, he disappeared without a trace.

But Xiaodie still listened attentively, as if she was never impatient.

And Zhang Shengli also taught selflessly.

An average child of her age only has an attention span of a few minutes.

But what about now?

It's been at least two hours since school, and she still enjoys it.

"Sister, will there be any problem with Xiaodie doing this?" Tang Rou was a little worried when she saw this.

"What's the problem with this?" Tang Li was slightly startled and didn't understand.

Zheng Xiaoman on the side also laughed: "If my Huangzi's attention span was half as high as hers, I wouldn't worry so much."

Tang Rou shook her head: "No, I saw it on the Internet, saying that children their age shouldn't learn so many things."

"If you care, you will become confused!" Zheng Xiaoman shook his head and pointed at Feng Huang, who was playing with Xiao Jin.

"Look at Huangzi. He was trained badly by Cuicui when he couldn't speak. He's not good now."

Just as he was talking, Feng Huang jumped up, reached out and picked a peach, threw it to Xiao Jin who ran to the village, and laughed at him.

"This is a kind of talent. Don't listen to people's nonsense on the Internet. Haven't you seen Shengli look like her?"

Not so good.

Zhang Shengli is in the same state now. Once the father and daughter enter the study, they completely forget everything around them.

No matter how loud the three of them speak now, their father and daughter will automatically filter it out.

"If everything is like what you said, then why is Shengli so popular now?" Zheng Xiaoman shook his head and said angrily.

Just as he was talking, Zhang Xinyi's voice came from below.

"Shengli, is Shengli at home?"

Tang Rou stretched her head and looked down from the top floor.
Chapter completed!