Yan Huaiwen teaches one thing and three things easily and freely.
Yan Yu was impressed by her uncle's multi-tasking skills.
He can check his eldest brother's homework while listening to eldest sister's recitation, and he can also give lectures to her...
The progress of the three people is completely different. Not only can the uncle fully grasp it, but it does not affect his writing.
While writing, I practiced calligraphy and sorted the paper I made at home.
He is a top time management guru.
He was particularly supportive of Boy Scout training.
The three children in the family are given time to go out for activities.
Yan Xiangheng and Yan Yu are doing a complete set of training for the Boy Scouts. Da Ya has to walk, so long as he can follow for half the journey.
After lunch, they have an hour's lunch break.
In the afternoon there is a practical class.
Yan Huaiwen took them to wash the paper. The principle was the same as putting waste paper in a bag, throwing it in the river and letting the water wash it away day and night. It was all to achieve the purpose of washing away ink marks.
It will be faster to wash the paper manually, which greatly reduces the time.
Then make paper by papermaking.
After making the paper, teach them how to identify the quality of the paper.
Teach them how to write letters, what formats, titles, honorifics to use when writing to different people...
How to write posts, including greeting posts, reply posts, invitation posts, red and white posts...
The account book should not be written as a running account, but should have a general outline at the front and categories at the end.
Also how to sew book covers and repair damaged pages.
Make chic, elegant and inexpensive bookmarks...
Take them to take out all the books at home and dry them.
What impressed Yan Yu even more was that the uncle actually gave them two additional art classes in such a tight time.
One class teaches meticulous flowers, the other class teaches splash-ink landscapes...
Sister Da Ya was serious about her meticulous studies, and Yan Yu seriously suspected that she had an impure mind and wanted to draw more beautiful patterns for herself in the future.
The splash-ink landscape painting was of the river scene near the village, and her uncle praised her for being slightly better than her elder brother.
Yan Yu probably has something to do with his daring to "splash", his consciousness is quite heroic, and it is at least somewhat related to the concept of artistic conception.
After the daily classes are over.
Yan Yu and her eldest brother still have to move bricks.
It means collecting the finished products and transporting the cement bricks to the designated location using your own ox cart.
She and her father are still in the idea stage, moving forward step by step.
But as soon as the uncle came back, everything seemed to have been pressed on the fast forward button.
According to Yan Huaiwen's idea, instead of building the five arrow towers one by one, it is better to start construction at the same time. One group of people dug the foundation, another group built the wooden frame, and another group specialized in bricklaying. Some clever ideas were selected.
There are a few people surrounding Master Lu... stealing from him.
After two or three days, the progress of the project was very different.
With the children ensuring the production of cement bricks and the women ensuring the supply of three meals a day, the young men worked hard and repeated tasks that were not technically difficult.
The arrow tower in the center of the village rose from the ground, and the other four arrow towers followed closely behind, taking shape.
Yan Yuren was already numb.
Her uncle really picked it up at his fingertips, and he knew it very well.
It looks calm and relaxed, but in fact it makes people who work and run errands tired like dogs!
Now she just hopes that her uncle will go back to work quickly. It's really scary that her uncle is at home!
What is Yan Laoer doing?
Yan Laoer avoided his brother.
He would leave before dawn every day and come back at night covered with stars and moon.
He didn't go anywhere else, just staying at Grandma Rong's house.
Close the door and do nothing, just read and recite.
Aunt Rong would either bring him food or leave some food for him to keep for the day.
Li Xuemei occasionally came over to see him, for no other reason than to help him spell out the pinyin of words he didn't understand, and explain sentences he couldn't understand.
There is no one who can cram for a temporary solution.
After lunch, Yan Laoer felt a little sleepy and walked around the room a few times to no avail, so he took some water and washed his face.
Just as I regained my composure, I heard someone pushing the courtyard door.
He hurriedly ran into the house.
They know their relationship with Grandma Rong, but outsiders don't! If someone saw this, they wouldn't be able to explain it.
It can't be said that he was afraid of seeing his brother and went out of his way to hide away.
This person is Li Xuemei.
She was very generous and smiled and greeted everyone she met along the way.
Close the courtyard door carefully.
The donkey in the yard began to bray.
The donkey stared at her intently and anxiously stepped back and forth within the rope traction area.
Li Xuemei:......
Yan Laoer saw her inside and whispered to the donkey through the window: "Stop shouting, hey, we are one of our own."
After entering the house, Li Xuemei said: "This donkey is very responsible for looking after the house and the home. It tosses me every time I come here. It guards me like it guards against thieves."
Yan Laoer was overjoyed: "You said this donkey is quite left-wing. You have been here several times, and it must recognize it. It still brays every time it sees it. But this is good, it looks like a real donkey."
Just wait for our daughter to come over and talk to it. What is our Dabao doing? Let my eldest brother take me to class?"
"I just took a long break and went to the field in the forest. He said that her uncle was going to renovate their training ground." Li Xuemei said while reading his notes: "I heard that not only children but also adults will have to practice in the future. Now
The training ground is on our land, which is not suitable. Her uncle said that it should be moved to the side. That area happens to be wasteland and no one will interfere."
"Adults also want to practice? Why practice? Just like those kids?" Yan Laoer asked.
Li Xuemei circled several errors and corrected them one by one.
"The main thing is to practice archery accuracy. It seems that her uncle is really determined to pick up the crossbow."
Yan Laoer thought for a while and said, "Then do I have to go to Linhai and buy some bamboo?"
"What are you busy with?" Li Xuemei put down her pen, "The most important thing now is dealing with your enrollment.
Listening to her uncle's words, Mr. Tian may not stay in Gufeng for too long. If he returns to Huju, you and Heng'er will have to go to school and catch up on your homework.
Also, didn’t you say you wanted to follow Liang Tongsheng to the countryside to collect grain?”
“Oh! I always feel like there’s not enough time every day.
Mei, how do you think I am studying now? Can I cope with it?" Yan Laoer asked eagerly.
Li Xuemei was funny: "You only have a few days left, so hurry up and memorize it."
"Counting the days, eldest brother should leave tomorrow. I wonder if he has packed his things?" Yan Laoer was still thinking about Lao Yan.
"Da Ya is very capable. I have seen all the things she prepared for her father. They are very appropriate." Li Xuemei said: "You don't have to hide tomorrow. Go and see off big brother."
Yan Laoer thought for a while and simply put down the book.
"What are you waiting for tomorrow? Brother will leave tomorrow. I will go over now to hear if he has anything else to explain.
It’s only been half a day, how can I get through it?”
The couple came out of Grandma Rong's house one after the other.
Yan Laoer turned seven or eight corners before catching up with Li Xuemei.
As I was walking home, I noticed that there was a lot of noise at the big rock, with several layers of people surrounding it.