He ​​leaned over, took a look with his eyes closed, and the next second he screamed in fright, took two steps back and stammered: "Brother, there is something moving here, could it be a monster?"

Qiu Sheng came up to take a look. The patterns inside were constantly changing. He explained with a smile: "This thing is called a kaleidoscope. There are patterns inside. If you put it in the sun, the patterns inside will rotate. It's very strange."<

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This is Brother Baokang’s birthday gift to him.

There were still four days before his birthday, but that day happened to be the last day of the exam. Brother Baokang said he couldn't make it in time to give the gift that day, so he gave it in advance.

Just now Xiao Li asked him for a prize. He only had a story book in his bag. He was afraid that his brother would not like it, so he showed him this rare thing first.

Xiao Li was frightened and shook his head firmly not to look.

Erya and Jiaojiao heard the commotion and came over to look curiously at the kaleidoscope in the elder brother's hand.

"Brother, is this the kaleidoscope?" Erya stared at it with bright eyes. She had heard from her uncle that the kaleidoscope was very magical. Could it be this?

Qiu Sheng nodded and said: "Well, this is the kaleidoscope."

"Then I want to see it!"

Erya couldn't wait to come over and take a look. After seeing clearly what was inside, her eyes suddenly widened and she exclaimed in disbelief: "It's so magical. It really changes as much as my uncle said."

When Jiaojiao heard this, she also stood on her toes and looked at it. She felt very strange when she saw the pattern changing constantly.

This human thing is so amazing. How do so many patterns rotate in this small tube?

My elder sister and younger sister were not afraid, but looked at them happily.

Xiao Li from a distance came over eagerly again, then grabbed his elder brother's arm and nervously squinted up to take a look.

Hey, there are really many patterns moving.

They are all fixed patterns and there are no others. Although they can move, Xiao Li is not very interested in them.

Erya and Jiaojiao took it over there to study it.

Xiao Li pouted and pulled his elder brother to ask: "Is this the prize?"

Qiu Sheng shook his head, smiled, and said: "Your prize is something else. This kaleidoscope is a birthday gift from my eldest brother's classmate. It can be enjoyed by everyone, but it cannot be given away at will. It is disrespectful to people."
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Xiao Li's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "That's great, then hurry up and see my prize."

Qiu Sheng never thought that he would despise Kaleidoscope, so he shook his head and smiled, took out the story book, and introduced it: "This is a story book, it is easy to understand, and the content is quite interesting."

The book is full of text, with only a few pictures, but the advantage of the story book is that it is all spoken in vernacular, making it easy to understand.

Xiao Li has just become literate now, and reading this kind of story book makes progress faster than reading ancient prose. The stories are coherent, and many of the words and sentences are well-matched with everyday expressions, and are not as stiff as ancient prose.

Xiao Li has been reading the stories in his elder brother's room these past few nights. It's really too convoluted. He was just trying to see if there were any other books, but by chance his elder brother sent him a story book.

"Thank you, brother. I like this prize very much."

Xiao Li happily took the story book, opened it and flipped through it. He didn't look at the awkward or awkward sentences, and he was immediately happy.

"I'll read this before going to bed tonight."

When Qiu Sheng heard this, he took his younger brother and asked, "Xiao Li, how did you learn so many words so quickly?"

In such a short period of time, it stands to reason that Xiao Li can only learn some simple words, but Xiao Li can read the whole book in one go.

Xiao Li scratched his head and said, "My sister gave me a book of ancient poems. I learned to memorize them, then read them again, and I gradually became able to read them."

Qiu Sheng was surprised to hear that there was such a method of literacy, so he smiled and joked: "Can you let me read the ancient poems and see what kind of treasure is so powerful?"

Xiao Li heard this and hurriedly ran out the door. After a while, he walked in with a thick book of poems in his hand.

"Brother, this is it."

Qiu Sheng smiled and opened it casually. When he saw the words on it clearly, he was a little shocked.

The font is not written with a brush, but more like it is carved on it. At a glance, Gonggong looks very neat and tidy.

Moreover, there are pictures and texts. Under each poem, there are simple landscape pictures and portraits outlined with a few lines, which are lifelike and very attractive.

It's no wonder that Xiao Li is willing to watch and learn to read. He is fascinated by those poems. He has such good writing style and has never heard of the poems.

Could it be that this is a private note?

Qiu Sheng hurriedly took it to ask Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao scratched her head after hearing this, unable to explain, so she pushed it to the master again and said in a sticky voice: "Well, this book was given by the master."

Erya heard about the master, glanced at the thick book, and muttered: "Why do you, master, give me everything?"

Qiu Sheng was even more confused and asked softly: "Jiaojiao, who do you want to be your teacher?"

Before Jiaojiao could speak, Erya said: "He is the monk who leads the practice on the mountain of Qing'an Temple. Jiaojiao calls him master."

Qiu Sheng looked at Jiaojiao, blinked her big black eyes, nodded her head and said, "Well, Master is a good person."

Qiu Sheng classified this book as the master's notebook and read through it again. The words were relatively single and large, making it easier to remember than the words on the densely packed book.

It is suitable for Xiao Li, and there are relatively few repeated words in each poem. A poem has at least a hundred words. If you can memorize the words of two or three poems, it is really not a problem to read a vernacular story.

No wonder Xiao Li has made such great progress.

Jiaojiao saw that her eldest brother seemed to like the book. She tilted her head and thought for a moment and said, "Brother, Master gave me many books, but I couldn't understand them, so I put a few books in your room and put them under the pillow beside your bed.

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Qiu Sheng was stunned when he heard this, then he got up and went to the bedside. After opening the pillow, he found several wide and thick books.

Lessons for governing the country, thirty-six strategies, Taoism, Confucianism.

After reading the title of the book, Qiu Sheng guessed that it was also the master's personal notes, because he had never heard of or seen any of these books, and the notes were exactly the same as Xiao Li's ancient poems. The square fonts were very clear, and the overall look was simple and comfortable.

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Jiaojiao couldn't see her eldest brother's expression, and she didn't know if these books were to her taste, so she hurriedly said: "Brother, if you don't like these books, I can borrow some from Master."

Anyway, the eldest brother doesn’t know that Master has left, so she can just change the book with the one in the space.

Qiu Sheng briefly browsed through it and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I really like these books. The four books are of different categories. You will definitely benefit a lot from reading them and learn more useful knowledge."

As the exam is approaching, no one knows what questions the examiner will ask. I heard from Master that there were all kinds of questions in previous years, so he asked them to read various types from time to time.
Chapter completed!