Houmen's concubine

Chapter 25 Practicing Chinese Characters
While Wang Tonger was reading silently, she asked Xie Yuheng about the words she didn't know, and then wrote them down on rice paper.

It's just that, as she wrote, the words with many strokes were so unreadable.

"Oh, what you wrote is really unsightly."

Xie Yuheng saw that her handwriting looked like an earthworm, and couldn't bear to read it any longer, so she pursed her lips and saw her drooping her head, her neck was white and curved like ivory, like a little quail.

He changed his tone funny, "But it's nothing, if you don't know how to write, then you should read more. There are few places where you need to write. Here, read more. If you remember quickly, I will let you read the script."

Word book?
The book is good!

I majored in directing, so it's not bad if I have experienced the ancient times!

Xie Yuheng thought that her pursed mouth was probably because these Four Books, Five Classics and Three Character Classics were too boring, and her daughter didn't find it interesting to read. After thinking about it, she didn't force her, and started to read the book after speaking.

It was quiet in the study room, and the master and servant read the books in their hands without disturbing each other.

After a while, Xiao Mo and Xiao Yan brought in pastries and fruits as usual, and then made a pot of hot tea for Shi Ziye.

"Master, drink tea first." Xiao Mo poured the water from the teapot into the cup and placed it on the desk in front of Xie Yuheng, then stepped back respectfully.

Xie Yuheng took a sip of the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes and saw Wang Tong'er seriously turning the pages of the book and reading silently, and saw that she had turned half of the book.

He thought she was just looking around, and he didn't know how many words she knew?
Putting down the teacup in her hand, Bai Zheruyu's big palm pulled the book from her hand, flipped through a page and said, "Read this page to me."

"what?"

"Oh." Wang Tong'er was working hard, trying to understand the meaning of these obscure sentences in her mind, when Xie Yuheng suddenly took the book from her hand and was still dazed.

After understanding what he meant, Wang Tong'er's voice was soft and gentle, and she read it glutinously: "Zi said: "If three of you are together, there must be my teacher.Choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones.The son said on the river: "The dead are like husbands, never giving up day and night."Zi said..."

Ok?
Is it true that knowing words is not blind?
"Does Tong'er understand what he means?" Xie Yuheng just asked casually, he knew how could a little girl who just knew a few words know the meaning inside?
Wang Tong'er learned the Analects of Confucius when she was in elementary school, and she had forgotten about it for more than ten years, and what's more, she learned simplified Chinese characters at that time.

Therefore, when reading traditional characters, I was a little bit overwhelmed at the beginning, but now I can read them fluently.

After all, I have read familiar books!

I have to thank my grandfather for all this. The brothers and sisters have been influenced by his old man since they were young, and they have been influenced by his old man's Chinese studies, including this Analects.

Grandpa didn't want to train the two brothers and sisters to be bookworms, but just to let them understand the essence of ancient culture.

Hey!

If Shizi had taken the Three Character Classic, I could still recite it to him!

She can not only read but also explain, so she read the translation after reading this page: "Confucius said: Several people walk together, and among them there must be someone who can be my teacher. I choose his strengths to learn from him, and found that His shortcomings are compared to correcting his own shortcomings..."

Gee!
No way?
Is it a child prodigy?

Xie Yuheng squinted her fiery eyes, showing disbelief that she could not only read but also interpret so brilliantly in just this time of infusing incense!
Not a child prodigy, is there something else to explain?

He knew that this little girl was very smart. In the previous life, at his mother's place, several little maidservants played Jiulianhuan for nothing, and she was the only one who played the most smoothly.

"Come on, let's practice calligraphy." Xie Yuheng was astonished, wondering if she could learn characters faster by practicing calligraphy?

Literacy and writing cannot be learned overnight.

Especially the beautiful handwriting is the result of more than a dozen hard days of hard work every day.

"You write your name for me."

"Oh."

Wang Tong'er picked a small Zihao from his pen container, and all five little fingers of her right hand came in handy, holding the pen steadily with the method of "squeezing, pressing, hooking, grid, and touching" so that the fingers could perform their duties , each doing its best, opposing and uniting in the pen tube.

With five fingers holding the pen, there is space in it, so it is easy and natural to hold the pen, and the pen can be used flexibly.

Eh?
Did Xie Yuheng forget that she wrote like this a few days ago?

Or is it the result of teaching by yourself later?
At that time, I just felt that the handwriting she wrote was too ugly, but I really didn't notice her such a standard pen grip.

The little girl is too smart!
Wang Tong'er finished writing her name, put down the Zihao in her hand, and put it on the pen rest. When she turned her head and saw the plate of cakes still emitting a faint sweet smell, she swallowed involuntarily.

Ugh!
I only blame myself for being young and unable to withstand the temptation of food.

Xie Yuheng watched her greedy little appearance all the time, and his heart softened.

"Are you hungry? How about eating a piece of pastry first? Otherwise, writing will be boring." Xie Yuheng's voice was deep and mellow, which tickled Wang Tong'er's ears.

In fact, Xie Yuheng himself doesn't like these sweet and glutinous pastries, he originally reserved them for Wang Tong'er to eat.

Because he knows that every little girl doesn't like pastries?

The first time I met her on the street after being reborn, wasn't she holding a pastry in her little hand?
The first time Xiaomo was ordered by his master to fetch pastries from the kitchen, he was stunned for a moment: Since when did our master like to eat pastries?
Then, after knowing it, I realized that the master gave the pastries to Miss Tong'er.

"Oh, all right." Wang Tong'er agreed calmly, as if the elder son persuaded herself to eat pastries.

He stretched out his small hand to pick up a piece of plum blossom-shaped pastry on the top of the petal-shaped fine porcelain plate. His small mouth was like a hamster looking for food, and he ate a small piece of pastry silently.

Xie Yuheng thoughtfully handed over the teacup in his hand and said, "Drink some water, don't choke."

"Oh, thank you, Shizi."

Shizi is really the best master in the world!

While Wang Tonger was grateful in her heart, she sent Xie Yuheng a good relationship card!

The small hand took the teacup from his big palm, and took two sips of "gudong gudong".

After drinking the tea, she realized that the teacup Xie Yuheng handed her just now was the one he drank, and her little face blushed immediately.

Let's not say what kind of indirect kissing it is, but she knows that Shizi is a clean freak!

However, I am also a clean freak, and I have never shared a teacup with anyone since I grew up.

With a trembling heart, he carefully raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Yuheng, and saw that he was staring at the big characters he had just written.

Eh!

Wang Tong'er caressed the position of her little heart with her small hand, thankfully she didn't pay attention.

　Wang Tong'er: Master Shizi is really a good master. Not only does he not have to do chores, but he also teaches himself to read and write.

　　Xie Yuheng: If my concubine can't read, wouldn't she lose face?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)