Chapter 10889
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When Xiaohua arrived home, she found that Yang Huazhong, Luo Tiejiang, Xiaojie's father, Changgen Daniu and others were talking and drinking tea in the front hall.
Xiaohua simply said hello to everyone and learned from Yang Huazhong that Daan and Feng'er were reading in Feng'er's room in the backyard.
Half an hour ago, Fuwa and Jun'er got up from their nap, and Mrs. Sun took their siblings to the Luo family's aunt's house to play.
After figuring out the situation, Xiaohua went to the backyard, went to the toilet, washed her face, and changed into a coat.
Then I went to Feng'er's room, and sure enough I saw Da'an sitting on the Taishi chair behind the long red lacquered wooden desk, holding a book in his hand, his eyes focused on every one on it. Literally.
On him, Feng'er stood there like a tall and tall young green pine, with his hands behind his back, reciting the contents of the book aloud.
Xiaohua didn’t understand what he meant, but it sounded familiar at first glance, because when she was in the capital, she often heard Feng’er recite these things.
For example: "After observing things, you will know what you are doing. If you know what you are aware of, then you will be sincere. If your intentions are sincere, then your mind will be right. If your mind is right, you will cultivate your body. If you cultivate your body, you will manage your family. If you manage your family, you will govern the country. If you govern the country, you will have peace in the world... ”
Sometimes Xiaohua thinks, what is this child carrying? Like a tongue twister?
Guozhi, Juice...how long has this child been carrying it? Aren't you thirsty?
Xiaohua wanted to ask, but she held back.
Although she only knew a few words superficially, they were taught by Da'an back then.
She doesn't quite understand the meaning of studying, but she has been serving Da'an studying since she was a child, following him with red sleeves to add fragrance, and then followed him to the capital to raise her husband and raise her son.
Although she didn't understand the teachings in the book, she had learned too much about the attitude she should have in studying by following Da'an these years.
To sum up what Daan told her, a person needs many conditions if he wants to read well, get a certain score in reading, and gain a certain degree of fame in the exam.
First of all, the first thing is that you can’t be too stupid and you must have a decent attitude.
This is a prerequisite. The appearance of a middle-aged person is the starting condition. The higher you go, the better, because it represents wisdom and understanding.
Secondly, we must be diligent.
Diligence can make up for weakness, the slow bird flies first, there is a road in the mountain of books, diligence is the path, and the sea of learning has no limit, and hard work makes the boat.
Again, it is necessary to have a strong spirit of self-discipline.
He chiseled into the wall to borrow light, heard the chickens dancing, hung his head and stabbed his buttocks...
Da'an, who was born as the number one scholar, admitted that studying itself is not a pleasant thing anytime and anywhere.
With sweat, tears, fatigue, confusion, frustration...
Only strong perseverance and perseverance and self-discipline can ultimately help you overcome obstacles and reach the top.
During this climb, some people’s eyes were blurred by tears and sweat, eager for quick success and instant gain.
Some people will adjust their original intentions and not forget to appreciate the scenery along the way while climbing.
Moreover, Feng'er will start preparing for the Tongsheng test after the Chinese New Year...
Xiaohua is worried that Feng'er was reciting it before she came in, and is still reciting it now. It seems like it takes a long time to recite.
Xiaohua wanted to ask him if he was thirsty, but she resisted because Daan had said not to disturb him while he was reciting.
Don’t interrupt me while writing the article.
Because that would interrupt his train of thought and destroy that artistic conception.
When a person is immersed in reciting or writing or painting or reading, he may have ignored the needs of the physical level, because his spiritual world is being nourished...
So , Xiaohua did not dare to disturb the father and son, and quietly left the house again, going to the Luo family to see the other two younger children.
Luo family.
When Xiaohua came over, Yang Ruoqing, Sun Shi, Wang Cuilian and several other children were playing in the main room.
The door of the main room was ajar, and the door on the other side was closed just to block the cold wind blowing in from that side.
Jun'er stood alone in the fire barrel. Fuwa and Tuan Tuanyuan, the three siblings, were not willing to stay in the fire barrel. The three of them were lying on the stools next to the table. Each of the three little guys had a small bowl placed in front of them, and the small bowls were steaming.
The three little guys fed themselves with spoons, while Wang Cuilian sat aside and watched with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing and Sun were both sitting in the fire barrel. Sun stretched out his hand from behind to support Jun'er, fearing that he would stumble and fall while eating.
Yang Ruoqing stuffed her legs into the fire bucket, holding a bowl in her hand and feeding Jun'er in small mouthfuls.
The things in Jun'er's bowl are exactly the same as those on the table for his brothers and sisters.
As soon as Xiaohua entered the door, she smelled a faint fragrance and the faint fragrance of milk.
"What are you eating?" Xiaohua asked.
Yang Ruoqing raised her head and smiled at Xiaohua, "Rock sugar bird's nest, milky snow clam."
Xiaohua: "Wow, such a good thing!"
She passed by first. At the table, he smiled and teased a few children: "Is it delicious?"
The little guys nodded repeatedly.
Tuantuan said: "My mother didn't make it. My mother can't make this delicious thing!"
This thing is indeed not made by Yang Ruoqing, nor by Wang Cuilian.
This is made by Rong Gu.
She used to serve the old lady in a wealthy family. All kinds of luxurious meals served by wealthy families in the city were her specialty.
So today’s stewed dessert has won over the appetites of several children at home and abroad!
Yuanyuan also raised her head, with snow clams on her chin and mouth, "I can eat two big bowls!"
Xiaohua smiled and took out her handkerchief, and wiped the snow clams on Yuanyuan's chin. Wipe it off: "You two big bowls, I guess half of them are on the table and the floor."
A lot of them fell off the table, on the stools, on the floor.
Wang Cuilian said with a smile: "Oh, my Yuanyuan has a leaky chin, so I followed you and wiped it several times!"
Then, Wang Cuilian turned around to get the broom. Come and clean the floor.
Suzuran had already come over with a broom and a smile.
"Grandma, just stay with Yuan Bao, and I will clean up the floor."
Wang Cuilian said, "Don't rush to clean it up. He hasn't finished eating yet. In a while, I have to continue dropping them."
Suzuran thought for a moment, "Okay, then I'll take care of them after the babies have finished eating."
Suzuran retreated to the back of the main room. I went to the small hall to do other work while waiting.
In the main room, Xiaohua came to the fire barrel.
Ms. Sun has already lowered the fire bucket and is trying hard to pull the little flowers into the fire bucket to dry them for a while.
Xiaohua said: "I'm not cold. I used to work in the kitchen, and the kitchen is warm."
Sun said: "I went home to cook and keep warm. "
Xiaohua said: "I will burn..."
Mrs. Sun held Xiaohua down and said, "You've been busy all day, please take a rest."
Seeing the stalemate between the two of them, Yang Ruoqing paused the feeding action in her hands, raised her head and asked Xiaohua: "What? Four?" The room should take care of the dinner at night, why don’t you go over to eat?”
(End of this chapter)