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Chapter 95 How can I break it if I don't like reading?

Chapter 95 How can I break it if I don't like reading?
Opening the courtyard door, he walked into his own courtyard, and took off the lantern hanging on the courtyard wall for him to illuminate.

Chen Mou greeted Ying'er and Han'er who came out of the main room to greet him, saw the light from the window of the side room, and asked Ying'er who had accepted the lantern with his eyes.

"Xu'er is still writing, she is not lazy."

Ying'er smiled and replied in a low voice.

She and Han'er were doing needlework under the lamp in the main room, when she heard Xu'er muttering next door, she obviously didn't write until she fell asleep.

After hesitating for a while, Ying'er felt that she still wanted to tell the young master, and said: "More than half an hour ago, after you went out, young master, Xu'er's state suddenly went wrong. It didn't look like she was pretending. At that time, her face was so pale Bloody, there is a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, she is not yet menstruating, why don't you take a look at her, sir, is it because she practiced hard?"

Mr. Chen said "oh", walked up the eaves steps, and entered the main room.

He knocked on the door of the side room, pushed the door open and walked in.

Beginners who have just learned to practice the exercises are prone to mistakes in practice if they are eager for success.

Xu'er hurriedly put down the writing brush that she regarded as a vengeful enemy, and an ink fingerprint was wiped on her fair face at some point. I can finish today's homework."

Chen Mou glanced at the few ink characters that had been laid out from the table to the ground, and duplicity praised: "There is progress, the writing is more neat than yesterday's, and there is no grid."

He really couldn't find an angle to praise.

Let the little guy relax first, and then said: "Sit down, put your right hand on the table, and I will help you get the pulse."

Xu'er hurriedly sat down obediently, and Chen Mou also sat in another chair. He took the pulse with three fingers, and used Yuanli to probe for a long time. With his superficial medical skills, he didn't find anything wrong.

After asking for a while, Xu'er elaborated on her previous palpitations and panic feelings.

Chen Mou made a note of this, turned back and looked through the book to find the reason, got up and asked Xu'er to finish writing and rest early.

Xu'er then stood up and saw them off, turning her eyes, shining brightly under the light, and tentatively said: "Young master, after finishing today's homework, can you tell me two more chapters of the 'Liao Zhai' story?"

Chen Mou suddenly raised his right hand, as if to strike.

The little guy backed away suddenly, giggled again, and said on his own to help the young master: "It's too late today, young master can talk a few more chapters tomorrow, what's the hurry?"

A smile curled up at the corner of Chen Mou's mouth, ignoring Xu'er's nonsense, and when he walked out of the room, Ying'er and Han'er, who were doing needlework in the main room, also looked at him eagerly, like two kittens who couldn't get enough to eat.

He said helplessly: "Tomorrow, I will talk about one more chapter, so everyone should rest early."

Women's cheers and flattering voices shouting "Master is the best" suddenly sounded in the main room and side room.

Chen Mou smiled and stepped over the threshold, walking along the corridor to the west room.

In fact, he had already seen that the little guy didn't like reading in his bones. As the old saying goes, he wasn't that kind of material.

He can only use novel stories to arouse the interest of the little ones, which is also a way of motivation.

As a monk, one must be able to read and understand ancient books, not to mention full of poems and books, but also to be able to read thousands of books when traveling thousands of miles, which will be of great help to enlightenment and breakthrough in the future.

Fortunately, there are many novel stories in his belly. After Liaozhai, there are Journey to the West, Fengshen and so on.

To be his maid, the requirements should not be too low.

In the morning of the next day, Chen Mou watched over Xu'er's exercises in the side room. After nine times, Xu'er's face was flushed, and she was full of vitality. He asked Xu'er to rest for a while before going to the courtyard to practice Looping , Promote Qi and blood walking.

He walked out of the room and was about to enter the west room to practice, when he heard faint human voices coming from the west.

Chen Mou opened the gate of his own courtyard and came to the Mo Mansion next door, which had been deserted for several months. He saw that the sealed courtyard door was opened, and there were many monks in the clothes of the foreign affairs workshop, holding shovels, hoes and other tools in their hands, and they were on the ground of the dilapidated house. dig.

He probed in, supported the wall inside, leaving a faint imprint of his breath.

"Hey, who are you, dare to trespass on the yard where official business is being carried out? Is the recruiter blind, or is he tired of work!"

When a monk found out that outsiders were about to enter the yard, he put down his hoe, pointed at it and yelled fiercely.

A middle-aged monk came out of the study room, and seeing the scolded master smiling and cupping his hands, he was about to turn around and leave. His face changed in fright, and he hurriedly scolded the subordinates in the main room: "Ms. Don’t even apologize to Daoyou Chen!”

I can't wait to knock that unlucky elm head hard.

Don't drag him if you want to die, the identity of this master... can't be mentioned.

Chen Mou smiled and said: "No, no, I don't want to disturb your business, let's go."

Amid the repeated apologies from the monk behind him, he left Shi Shiran, and came in at night to take a look. Just now, he had a glimpse and found that the peach tree in front of the kitchen door, which had been baked until its leaves withered, had returned to life.

Instead of returning to his own yard, he came to the street and walked into a shop that sold array devices and array disks.

Considering that he was about to explore the foot of the cliff in another world, it might take a lot of time. If the senior brother came to look for him, and he was not staying in the quiet room of the west room, it would be easy to tell him at a glance.

He plans to buy a disk array, and when he goes to another world, he will turn on the protection of the quiet room to isolate the outside world from prying eyes.

The senior brother is not that boring, he has to break through the protection to check whether he is there or not.

Half an hour later, Chen Mou walked out of the shop and spent [-] spirit stones on him. He had an extra set of mistress array disks in his sleeve. This thing is relatively inexpensive, but if he wants to use it, he will consume spirit stones in a steady stream.

With his current wealth, he can already afford it.

After setting up the array at home, I tried to open it for a trial, when Xuer's voice came from outside:
"My lord, please come out for dinner."

After sitting around the table for lunch, Xu Er graciously made tea for the young master, and was extremely obedient, rubbing his shoulders and back behind him.

The other two women moved quickly, removed the leftovers, and were busy cleaning and cleaning. In less than a quarter of an hour, the three women had all sat down in front of the young master.

Mr. Chen coughed, picked up a piece of gavel made by Xuer, and "popped", started today's storytelling.

He didn't need to use ancient books as props any more, so he reined in the horse and told three chapters in a row, saying, "Let's listen to the next chapter to break it down" at the tense part of the plot, ending today's story.

Xu'er pouted and muttered dissatisfiedly, "My lord, you do this every time, it's very unkind."

Ying'er had already pursed her lips and stood up with a smile. By the way, she lightly kicked Han'er who was still sitting. It would be nice to have a story to listen to. She dared to question her son. The little guy lacks the punishment of a son.

"Oh, the young master is being kind today, teaching you to recognize a few more new characters, and asking you to write a few more ink characters?"

Chen Mou asked with a smile.

"Never."

Xu'er ran away.

She would rather help in the kitchen, hoe and grow vegetables in the backyard, than read and write.

Opening a page at random, seeing the densely packed ink characters, showing off her strength to her, she would feel dizzy and doze off. As soon as she put down the book, she would be alive and well, and she could go to the house to uncover the tiles.

The courtyard is so big, she has nowhere to escape.

Chen Mou called Xu'er into the side room, taught ten new characters, demonstrated twice how to write according to the stroke order, explained today's reading and writing homework, and walked out the door.

"Young master, can I learn blacksmithing from you?"

Xu'er went out with her. After "intense" study, she had to rest in the courtyard for a while to have a buffer time before she could continue the torture-like reading and writing.

In fact, she is very interested in blacksmithing, and she has long wanted to learn when she hears the young master shutting the door and beating every now and then.

In the words of Sister Ying'er who hurt her, "I can't sit still with a sharp butt."

"Oh, okay, can you lift a twenty-pound sledgehammer? Don't give up halfway."

Chen Mou stood under the eaves, looking at the little girl with a serious expression.

The lightest sledgehammer in his forge weighed twenty catties.

Speaking of which, he really needs a blacksmith helper, or he has to do odd jobs every time he needs to pull the bellows, and he has several jobs. He has already set up a formation in the quiet room, and Xu'er can't walk in.

"No, no, I can eat a few people's meals every day, and my strength is getting stronger every day. I'm not afraid of hardship."

Xu'er laughed so hard that she lost her eyes, looked at the young master's face, and said tentatively: "If I learn a few fewer new characters and write a few less ink characters..."

Chen Mou suppressed his smile, turned around and left, no bargaining was allowed.

"I promise, you can do whatever you want, don't be angry, I'm just kidding...Young Master, I'll follow you to forge iron tomorrow, so it's settled."

Xu'er hurried to catch up and make amends.

The young master is good at everything, but reading and writing, he is too stingy to her.

Why does she not want to read and write?
And don't take the female champion exam, why learn so many brain-consuming words and read so many heart-wrenching books?

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(End of this chapter)

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