Chapter 140 Send Space Ring

"Then I can ask someone else?" Yang Qingqing replied.

"If the people around you don't tell you the truth, wouldn't you miss it?" Han Xue didn't give up and continued to enlighten.

Yang Qingqing pointed her chin, her eyes lit up: "You're right, if she also falls in love with my sweetheart, wouldn't she be snatched away, I want to learn how to read."

Han Xue Fu forehead: Finally convinced.

Holding a book and teaching Yang Qingqing to read:

one two Three…

Yang Qingqing looked at it with a frown, these few words were just a little short, and they were easy to distinguish when put together, but it was really hard to distinguish them after they were separated, and they couldn't remember them at all.

"Shouldn't one be less and two be more?" Yang Qingqing asked with a frown.

"This is a culture that has been passed down through the ages in the demon world. If the second one is turned a little bit, it will look smaller than the first one, but the characters are not judged according to size..." Han Xue explained.

Yang Qingqing just felt dizzy and ignorant. It looked simpler than English, but it was too difficult to learn, and they were all about the same length.

Han Xue read from one to nine, and asked Yang Qingqing to write more with a pen so that he could remember.

Handing the brush to Yang Qingqing, she frowned tightly and said, "I can't use this soft pen, I want to write with chicken feathers."

Han Xue persuaded: "I have always used this brush in the demon world, and I don't want to have chicken feathers all the time. It's better to learn it."

Yang Qingqing frowned even tighter: "I don't want it, I'll write with chicken feathers."

Han Xue couldn't hold her back, so she let her go, as long as she was willing to learn.

I found chicken feathers for Yang Qingqing, and rubbed ink for her. Yang Qingqing drew according to the calligraphy on the book, and thought it was quite similar.

Looking at my own work, I felt a sense of pride in my heart, handed it to Han Xue and said, "Sister Han Xue, look at my beautiful writing, it's amazing, it's the first time I wrote it so well."

Han Xue looked at the work of the little milk baby in front of her. She mistyped six of the nine characters and was so proud. She looked at her with an expression of "please praise me quickly". won't hit her.

In the end, I still couldn't bear to disturb her, and smiled: "Well, the writing is okay, if only the four characters can't be so short, and the nine characters can't be so long..."

Han Xue guided, and Yang Qingqing said with an aggrieved face: "Is my writing not good enough?"

Han Xue: It's not just bad, it's a completely different word.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that these characters almost became other characters." Han Xue said with a smile, trying not to discourage the little baby's desire to study.

"Hmm~ It's too difficult to learn! In order to prevent my future husband from being hooked up, I have to study hard, and I must not give Xiaosan a chance?" Yang Qingqing clenched the chicken feather pen in her hand and practiced hard.

Three months have passed.

Yang Qingqing also knew a few hundred characters, her cultivation had risen to the fourth level of Qi training, and her complexion was a little fairer than before.

Hua Luohen would occasionally come over to play with her, bringing some delicious snacks, beautiful clothes, treasured antiques and so on.

And very generously gave Yang Qingqing a space ring, Yang Qingqing was ready to recognize the master with blood.

Xiao Yihan came over with an iceberg face, took Yang Qingqing's interspatial ring and played with it in his hand.

Looking at Hua Luohen with cold eyes, he said, "Hua Luohen, why are you flattering my pet like this?"

Hua Luohen opened the plum blossom fan in his hand with a "shua", and Tao Hua smiled triumphantly: "I like Xiaobaa, so what does it matter to you to give her something?"

(End of this chapter)

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