Lu Ziyuan looked at the anxious figures of Lu Jinbao and Lu Shengcai and sneered at the corners of her lips. She believed that her uncle's family would never buy such a thing no matter how hot the weather was.
"Sister, Brother Bao's arms are all scarred by being beaten." Lu Banxia pulled the corner of Lu Ziwan's clothes and suddenly pointed at Lu Jinbao who had gone away.
Lu Ziyuan nodded. She had met Lu Jinbao a few days ago. At that time, the scars on his arms were more obvious, with red and swollen scars. She really didn't know what happened to Chen Guihua, a mother.
After all, it was her own person who succeeded, and the attack was so severe that the injury on her arm was still so obvious even after several days.
"Uncle and aunt are very cruel. When they are angry, they like to beat people with small dried bamboo branches. It hurts." Lu He had seen the way Lu Jinbao was beaten, howling like a ghost.
It scared her for several days.
"Let's go, we can't care about other people's affairs." Lu Ziyuan sympathized with the two children, Lu Jinbao and Lu Shengcai. She sympathized with them for being born in a family like the uncle's and having such excellent parents. However, they were educated to be like this.
Boy, Lu Ziwan is really disgusted.
Back in the yard, Sister Lan heard the sound of the door opening and walked out of the back room. When she saw the three people, she smiled and went back to the room to continue busy with her business.
With nothing to do, Lu Ziyuan took out the pen and paper she bought from the town, spread them out on the table, and invited Sister He and Lu Banxia to come over and learn to write. Lu Banxia was very excited when he heard that he was learning to write, and he and Lu He were all laughing and joking.
Laughing around the table.
There were no numbers in this dynasty, so Lu Ziwan taught Lu Banxia to start with the simplest number one, two, and three. She wrote one to ten on the paper, and then asked the two of them to read and learn to write at the same time.
"Cousin Ziyuan, it turns out that literacy is so simple. A horizontal stroke is a word?" Lu He exclaimed that it was simple when he saw such simple words.
"Not all words are so simple. I'm just going to teach you the simplest and most basic ones first, and then you can learn the more difficult ones after you have mastered them." There is no pinyin here, and everyone relies on rote memorization to learn Chinese characters, she said.
Even if you teach two children Pinyin, it will be useless.
"When you know how to read, can you take the No. 1 exam?" Lu Banxia asked, raising his head.
"How can it be that simple? When my family gets rich, my sister will send you to school to learn how to write articles and learn knowledge and principles." Lu Ziyuan chuckled.
"You have to learn so much?"
"What? Our Brother Xia is scared?" Sister Lan heard Lu Banxia's words when she walked in.
"No way!" Lu Banxia shook his head vigorously, "I will definitely learn a lot of things, and in the future I will be the top official and protect everyone."
Sister Lan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Okay, we are all waiting for Brother Xia to become a high official and protect us soon."
"I want it too! I want it too!" Sister He shouted.
The four of them were laughing around the table, probably because they felt it was fun to stay with everyone. Later, Sister Lan did not go back to her room to do embroidery work, but learned a few simple words from the two younger ones.
After sunset, the three adults returned home from the old house after working all day. They were very curious and surprised when they saw Lu Banxia and Sister He learning to read. They stood by and looked at the two who were still unsteady with their pens.
The two of them wrote every word carefully, stroke by stroke.