Chapter 29 - Chapter 29: Chapter 27: Pine Forest Slope (1/2)
Chapter 29: Chapter 27: Pine Forest Slope
When Liu Sisi returned home with the wooden basin, the originally clear sky suddenly started to rain. Fortunately, she ran fast, but her skirt hem still got wet.
She didn’t have time for anything else and hurried into the room to check on YingEr, who was still sound asleep.
Turning her head and walking out of the room, she was surprised to find Di Xuan hiding in the corner of the wall, using a wooden stick to write something on the ground.
“Xuan’er, what are you writing? Let mom have a look.”
“I won’t let you see!”
Di Xuan abruptly lifted his foot and quickly destroyed the drawings on the ground.
Although it was only a glimpse, Liu Sisi could vaguely recognize that the little guy had written the two characters “Di Xuan”!
“You want to learn how to write your name? I can teach you that!”
“You?”
Facing Di Xuan’s obviously incredulous expression, Liu Sisi couldn’t help but laugh!
After thinking for a moment, she went into the kitchen again, picked up a piece of charcoal, and neatly wrote the two characters “Di Xuan” on the ground. She secretly marveled at herself, thinking that she was lucky to have a strong interest in ancient Chinese during college, which had cost her a lot of time to study other courses. Otherwise, she might not be able to handle these traditional characters.
Di Xuan next to her was stunned at the complete and neat characters on the ground.
He looked at the words on the ground with his mouth wide open, then looked up at Liu Sisi, who had a calm face. Afterward, his eyes turned into little stars.
Although Di Xuan didn’t speak, he amused Liu Sisi! It didn’t matter if he didn’t speak, as long as he didn’t go against her!
She picked up the charcoal again and started writing and chanting on the ground, “Di YeLei! Di Ying! Have you remembered how I wrote it? Look, the strokes are written this way, a slant, a dot, a horizontal, a vertical… If you want to practice writing, you have to practice these simple strokes first. Only when you practice the strokes well, and make horizontals horizontal and verticals vertical, can you write characters well. Just like sharpening a knife does not waste time when chopping wood… Come! Take this charcoal and practice the strokes yourself!”
Looking at Di Xuan with his mouth open wide enough that it could fit a goose egg, Liu Sisi wanted to burst out laughing in her heart!
Little guy, I’m a college graduate of elementary school education after all, cough cough! Although I often skipped classes, didn’t pay attention during class, and barely passed exams with low scores… But as long as a child is willing to work hard, any teacher would love them!
After Liu Sisi had hung up her clothes on the eaves, she looked at the still incessant heavy rain, turned around to enter the kitchen, and cooked a pot of porridge, only to hear the sound of Di Ying waking up in the room.
“Mom, YingEr missed you.”
Just awakened YingEr was especially clingy, wrapping herself around Liu Sisi with her hands and feet, and refused to let go.
“YingEr, be good. Let mom put clothes on you.”
It took some effort to finally dress Di Ying and take her out of the room, only to find that Di Xuan was still focused in the corner, holding the charcoal in his hand, earnestly trying to imitate the strokes.
This is a good seedling indeed!