When she got home, Su Qingluan went to the main room first, and secretly secretly said that her younger brother and sister were lying on a wooden bench.
The younger sister's expression is quite relaxed, while the younger brother's expression can be described as "ferocious".
Su Qingluan asked Su Guangfu to type this long number a few days ago, mainly for the two little ones to practice calligraphy when they have nothing to do.
Although it is just a simple wooden board with no hollow patterns carved on it, it is definitely enough for two children to practice calligraphy.
At first, the two children were so excited to see so many unknown stationery items that they kept playing with them even before they fell asleep.
So when Su Qingluan came back the next day, he started teaching the two children how to use various stationery. The two little ones also learned very happily, and they looked like they were going to splash ink at the next moment.
However, calligraphy is very boring to get started with at first.
Three days have passed since Su Qingluan taught the two of them how to hold a pen. The two children have only repeatedly practiced the two strokes of "horizontal" and "vertical".
Su Xueyan is relatively more calm-tempered, so she has adapted well so far, but Su Xuanhe is a skinny monkey...
Judging from the various little movements on his body that made him want to twist into knots as he wrote, I knew that he must be impatient.
Seeing Su Qingluan walk in, Su Xueyan took the lead in throwing down the writing brush and took the page she was writing on to present to Su Qingluan: "Sister, look! Did I write more neatly today than yesterday?"
In fact, no. Although a three- or four-year-old child can remember the stroke order, the strength of the wrist to control it on paper cannot be mastered overnight.
But it can be seen that the little girl has worked hard enough.
So Su Qingluan touched the little girl's Xanthium flower headdress that she put on this morning, and handed her the fish basket in her hand: "Xue Yan has worked so hard, and I will give you something delicious today!"
"Sister makes delicious food every day!" The little girl's mouth was very sweet, but she still curiously poked her head out to see what was delicious today.
Unexpectedly, the big black fish was peaceful for a long time. When he saw the little girl approaching, he almost bit her nose with a slap, which frightened Su Xueyan so much that she sat down on her buttocks.
The child's bones were soft, and it didn't hurt much if he fell. The little girl's attention was all attracted by the black fish, and she ignored the pain. She patted the dust on her body and shouted: "Sister, why did you bring such a fish back?" Big ugly fish!”
Su Qingluan was so amused that she laughed loudly and shook the fish basket: "This big black fish is delicious, and there are no fish bones."
"Then I want to eat one more bowl!" He turned around and stuck out his tongue to Su Xuanhe, "Brother, the writing is not good, eat one less bowl!"
"I...I've finished writing too!" Su Xuanhe picked up the piece of paper in his hand and showed it to Su Qingluan, not to be outdone.
Ever since Su Qingluan rubbed the belly of this skinny little brother that night and had a heart-to-heart talk, the skinny little brother finally let go of his guard against his sister.
The specific manifestation is that although the skin is still the same, the habit of being dissatisfied and angry, and Su Qingluan's habit of talking back to everything is much less.
For example, now, although he doesn't like writing, he will still complete the "homework" assigned by Su Qingluan honestly - of course, the quality of the completion is open to question.
Su Qingluan took a closer look at Su Xuanhe's calligraphy, and found that he was indeed better than the third sister in terms of pen control - after all, he was a few years older and had stronger hands, which was natural.
However, due to being uneasy, Su Xuanhe's strokes were always very sloppy when finishing. Even the "vertical" ending was too hasty, and the originally round and thick ending turned into a frizzy "little broom". Obviously It was caused by a certain monkey who was impatient to put away his pen and finished the work with just one stroke.
Su Qingluan looked at her younger brother who was staring down at his feet, and asked his third sister to wash the ink on her hands and put her away. Wait until there is no third person around before asking:
"Don't you want to learn to write?"
"Tired..." The little guy's voice was full of reluctance.
"Then you won't write it?"
The little guy shook his head desperately.
"Since you are tired, why not just stop writing?"
Su Xuanhe thought for a while and said in a low voice: "I know that sister is doing it for my own good, but I still don't like writing."
What does it mean to repeatedly jump between being moved and speechless? This is!
Su Qingluan was a little dumbfounded, then she thought about it and looked at her brother: "But I don't want to go out and run a stall, and my parents didn't want to work hard in farming - but there are many things that you have to do even if you don't want to do them."
“Is writing something you don’t want to do but you have to do it?”
"Yes for you - this is your 'job' now." Su Qingluan touched his brother's head.
This time, the little guy who was always angry didn't avoid her hand.
After a long silence, Su Xuanhe said awkwardly: "Then... I'll hold on a little longer."
Su Qingluan looked at his younger brother's smiling face that wrinkled into a bun, and couldn't help but laugh: "Then you have to hold on a little longer."
After asking her brother to remember to wash his hands, Su Qingluan turned and went to the kitchen.
Outside the kitchen, Su Qingluan saw her mother and sister squatting in the corner, chattering.
Su Qingluan came over to take a look and was happy: the onions and carrots that had been buried here a few days ago had sprouted tender green shoots!
"These onions and carrots are really thick!" Yang exclaimed, "You don't even need to water or fertilize them."
Although these two ingredients had other specific names in this era, under the influence of Su Qingluan, the whole family followed her usual names.
Su Qingluan nodded: "Auntie, these two vegetables are not only easy to grow, but also very durable - of course this is what the vegetable seller told me - so I thought if I can grow them successfully this time, Either way, we can diversify appropriately."
Yang nodded.
At this time, there was a "dinging" sound from the roof.
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Daddy went to climb the roof again?"
Yang sighed: "The masons and carpenters he hired before felt that their work was not good, so he wanted to build a house bit by bit by himself."
This started from the time when Su Qingluan received the dividend from "Hongfu Tower" a few days ago.
Su Qingluan got dozens of taels of silver at once, leaving fifteen taels to buy various expensive seasonings and ingredients. He also spent another ten taels to buy a new set of clothes for his parents, and the rest was Leave it to Su Guangfu and let him renovate the entire house.
Su Qingluan's original idea was to spend money and save trouble, directly hire a few people to repair and replace the damaged roof, window panes, and furniture, and buy any missing furniture.
However, as an ancient technical expert who was proficient in both carpentry and masonry, Su Guangfu was worried about the people he hired because he felt that the quality of their work was not up to standard.
Therefore, the labor cost was saved. Su Guangfu could only rely on himself, climbing up and down after returning from the stall every day, repairing here and patching up there.
He himself enjoyed it very much.
So Yang and Su Qingluan, who were originally worried that he was tired, simply let him go.
