Li Linsong looked at Mo Ziwan with an innocent face, "I'm already writing it seriously."
Looking at the paper in his hand, the words on it are crooked and crooked. It is difficult to tell that he is writing very seriously. Although we have to consider that he has just started learning and cannot have too high requirements, but when we think about modern students, they don’t just need to write a lot of words, they can write well if they write for a long time.
It fully illustrates that whether it is reading or writing, the rules at the beginning are very important. Without a good start, there will definitely not be a good result. So he continued to scold Li Linsong sternly: "Since I am writing seriously, why should I not be straight?"
How should he answer this? Li Linsong just lowered his head and said nothing. Li Linsong's silent expression looked in the eyes of Mo Tingyu who was standing aside. He opened his mouth to help Li Linsong speak, but he thought that his granddaughter could read and write well since she was three years old. Lin Song was eight years old and still couldn't write well. You should be stricter, otherwise you will not be able to learn well when you enter school, and your family will waste money! At this thought, Mo Tingyu closed his mouth and was not prepared to speak out.
Mo Tingyu didn't say a word, and Murong Qingyuan even less said a word. He held his pen and continued copying his book without being affected at all.
Murong Qingyuan was minding his own writing, but Mo Ziwan dragged him into the water. He only heard Mo Ziwan say: "The hand holding the pen must be strong, and you cannot draw and write on the paper lightly or drag it. You must lift the pen." Get up and write, look at how Brother Murong is writing."
Li Linsong said "Oh" and stood next to Murong Qingyuan to watch him write.
After he stood and watched for a while, Mo Ziwan asked, "Do you understand?"
Li Linsong shook his head.
Mo Ziwan raised her hand when Li Linsong shook his head, and looked at her little hand with a frown.
Mo Tingyu saw that Mo Ziwan was so angry that she raised her hands, and hurriedly advised: "Wanwan, we are not in a hurry, your eldest brother has just started to learn, even if you hit him, you can't master it all at once!"
Mo Ziwan was amused by her grandfather's words. Did she look like she was about to hit someone? Turning to look at Mo Tingyu, "Grandpa, I'm seeing that my hands are too small and I can't teach my elder brother how to hold a pen!"
Mo Tingyu also laughed, "I thought you, sir, were going to hit someone!"
However, Mo Ziyuan said deliberately after her grandfather's words: "Grandpa is right. If you make mistakes over and over again, you should be punished, otherwise it would be bad if you don't feel afraid!" After saying that, she continued: "I won't write well again in the future. , you will be punished." After saying that he was going to be punished, he said to Murong Qingyuan: "Brother Murong, hold my eldest brother's hand and teach him to write a few words!"
Murong Qingyuan nodded, "Okay." Then he pulled out an unused piece of paper and handed the pen in his hand to Li Linsong, "You hold the pen first."
Li Linsong nervously held the pen and suddenly came up with the idea that he must go out with Mo Li tomorrow, then go home together, and then study together. But now he can only enjoy the teachings of the two teachers one-on-one!
After Li Linsong took hold of the pen, Murong Qingyuan also raised his hand to hold Li Linsong's hand, "The pen must be steady and slowly apply force! Never move your elbow at will..."
As Murong Qingyuan spoke, he taught Li Linsong to write the words he had copied, and then asked him to write again after he finished writing.
When Li Linsong picked up the pen and continued writing, not only Mo Ziwan was standing beside him and watching, but Murong Qingyuan was also standing beside him, not only watching, but also reminding him: "Don't move your elbows. Just move your wrist." "Slow down, and use the pen slowly and harder!" "No, try again!"
Mo Ziyuan was very happy that Murong Qingyuan helped Li Linsong correct his handwriting, and even decided that Murong Qingyuan would teach them how to write in the future.
Li Linsong's tense nerves only relaxed after Han Chunlin arrived. After Han Chunlin arrived, Li Linsong said: "Chunlin is here too, we can go up the mountain!"
Mo Ziyuan actually noticed Li Linsong's nervousness, and she didn't plan to let him write anymore after he said he went up the mountain. Although the rules should be paid attention to, there must be a certain degree of tightness. I wanted to let him go, but Murong Qingyuan did not agree. I only heard him say: "We can leave after you finish writing the next few words."
Han Chunlin came over and said, "Want to go up the mountain?"
Mo Ziyuan nodded, "Let's go to the mountains to find medicinal materials."
After hearing this, Han Chunlin smiled instantly and said: "Okay, let's go find more medicinal materials and sell them for money." Then he said to Li Linsong: "Brother Linsong, write slowly, I'll wait for you."
Mo Ziyuan also said encouragingly: "Just write slowly and don't be in a hurry!" Finally, she said: "After Brother Murong teaches you, your writing will become better. Come on, you will get better and better in the future!" Sure enough, If you don’t teach by yourself, you don’t have to copy your own thoughts. Just be a spectator!
Li Linsong was also inspired by Mo Ziwan's words and nodded: "Yes."
Mo Tingyu watched Li Linsong being written by Mo Ziyuan and Murong Qingyuan, and listened to Murong Qingyuan's increasingly serious voice, as well as his granddaughter who was silent and serious beside him. Even he felt uncomfortable sitting beside him. Inexplicably, he also became nervous, especially when Murong Qingyuan repeatedly corrected Li Linsong to pay more attention when writing. He couldn't even make a sound when his throat felt a little itchy, so he kept holding back.
Like Li Linsong, Mo Tingyu was also thinking that he had to sit out while they were studying, otherwise he would suffer too!
Who said studying is easy without doing anything? After experiencing Mo Ziyuan's intensive teaching to Li Linsong, Mo Tingyu felt that studying was not easy at all! Compared to this, I would rather work in the fields.
After Li Linsong finished writing the last word, he instantly felt a lot more relaxed. But he was relaxed, but he couldn't show too much anxiety. He looked at Mo Ziyuan and Murong Qingyuan and said, "It's done!"
Mo Ziwan said: "Okay! Let's go to the mountain first."
After Mo Ziyuan's words, Li Linsong ran out like a rabbit, "I'll get the bamboo pole."
Mo Tingyu could understand his mood at the moment, and after he ran out, he also said: "Go, go! Play for a while before coming back!" After you leave, I will also relax.
Li Linsong not only carried the bamboo pole on his back, but also carried a sickle in the bamboo pole and a hoe on his shoulder. He walked over in a hurry and said, "Let's go, I've got everything I need!"
Mo Ziyuan looked at Li Linsong's happy face, which was exactly the same as Han Chunlin's expression after finishing his homework. He was so excited that he was a scumbag who didn't do his homework! Resisting the urge to suppress the smile on his face, "Okay, let's go!" Mo Ziwan tried her best to keep her tone calm.
Full of joy and excitement.
As he said yesterday, Li Linsong did not call Li Linzi and the others again. After arriving at the mountain, Mo Ziwan first pulled two of the most common medicinal herbs, Houttuynia cordata, out of the weeds, and pointed at the fishy smell in her hand. Cao said: "This is Houttuynia Cordata, it has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying."
Because she only remembered the main functions, she only talked about the main functions she knew when telling Li Linsong and the others. Of course, she was very familiar with Houttuynia cordata. Apart from ignoring that it was a Chinese medicinal material, she knew its functions and usage clearly, especially when eating it.
Houttuynia cordata, also known as Zheergen, is a favorite in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan. It can be eaten rinsed when eating hot pot, mixed with rice, stir-fried, stewed, used as seasoning, soaked in water... Looking at the fresh Houttuynia cordata in my hand, yes, in my eyes, it is not Houttuynia cordata, which is used as medicine, it is just the root of Houttuynia cordata.
Looking at the folded root in my hand, if I didn’t give a comprehensive explanation, wouldn’t I be sorry that I had eaten so many folded roots! So after saying that it has the effect of 'clearing away heat and detoxifying', he continued: "It can be used as medicine, and can also be used for cooking. It can also be soaked in water like the chrysanthemums we brew at home." The Houttuynia cordata that reached the mouth was again The words Ming Zhe Er Gen' were swallowed alive.
After Mo Ziyuan finished speaking, Li Linsong also said: "This is a stinky vegetable. I dug it out and ate it at home. It's not delicious and smells bad."
After Li Linsong said it smelled bad, Mo Ziyuan said: "Houttuynia cordata, as the name suggests, has a fishy smell." But she disagreed with Li Linsong when he said it was not delicious. In modern times, Houttuynia cordata is a must-order dish when eating hot pot. When summer comes, it is indispensable in the cold dishes at home. "It's not that it doesn't taste good, it's that you can't eat it. The bad smell in your mouth may be the fragrance in other people's mouths. As the saying goes, radish and greens each have their own taste." like!"
Li Linsong also agreed with this, "My milk says it tastes good, and it also smells delicious!"
After talking about Houttuynia cordata, how could I miss the idea of digging some back to add to the dish? Following Li Linsong’s words, he said: “Let’s dig some back and mix it for lunch, so everyone can have a taste.”
After talking about Houttuynia cordata, everyone got to know each other, so naturally they started digging while walking.
While everyone was digging Houttuynia cordata, Mo Ziwan found the Astragalus membranaceus mentioned earlier. First she found one plant, and then she said, "It's impossible for just one plant to grow alone. There must be others nearby." . ’ So the three people except Mo Ziyuan began a carpet-like search around the excavated astragalus.
Not only astragalus, but also Panax notoginseng that Mo Ziwan found later, and mint, which is as common as Houttuynia cordata. Whenever they found one, the three of them began to search carefully around. Except for the seedlings, all the others were dug up. Clean and tidy.
The four of them searched like a carpet until the basket Li Linsong carried was full to the brim. Even so, they were still not satisfied. Therefore, Han Chunlin couldn't hide his excitement and said on the way: "From now on, we will go up the mountain every day to find medicinal materials. It is much easier to make money than copying books."
If Han Chunlin knew that he would lose many opportunities to go up the mountain because of his words, he would definitely not say it without any scruples. So after his words, Mo Ziyuan immediately said: "You mean you don't want to copy books anymore?"
Young people don’t know what it’s like to be sad, and they’re talking about Han Chunlin’s age! Without thinking much, he replied: "I've already finished copying it!" After saying that, he felt that he was very considerate and said: "From now on, I will go up the mountain to help you dig out medicinal materials every day."
