Mo Ziyuan said it so simply that Han Shuxian immediately wanted to find a candle and try it out. It's just a pity that there are only oil lamps at home and no candles.
Han Shuxian had been thinking about wax paper printing ever since Mo Ziwan talked about it. The first thing he did after arriving at the county seat the next day was to go to the grocery store and buy twenty candles, ready to go home to experiment after finishing the lecture. They even postponed the new lesson that Mo Ziyuan and Han Chunlin were going to teach tonight. They would do the experiment first and then teach the class according to the situation after the experiment.
Han Shuxian, who returned home in the afternoon, saw Han Chunlin and his little girl playing in the yard when they approached the yard. Han Chunlin was putting a small wild flower on Han Qiulu's head. The flowers were very beautiful, and his little cotton-padded jacket was even more beautiful. It looks good, but why does a prettier little cotton-padded jacket make people laugh so much when it has pretty little flowers all over its head?
He walked over and hugged Han Qiulu, who had a handful of small wild flowers in his hand. Han Qiulu had been concentrating on playing with the flowers in her hands when she was suddenly picked up by someone. She immediately turned around, saw her father and her eyebrows straightened up, and she shouted happily: "Daddy!" "Daddy!" After shouting, she returned. He raised the little flower in his hand to put it on Han Shuxian's head, "Daddy------wear-----huahua!"
Han Shuxian smiled and said, "Daddy doesn't wear it, so we Lulu can just wear it."
After not wearing flowers for his sister, Han Chunlin also turned his attention to Han Shuxian, especially the oil paper bag Han Shuxian was holding. Thinking that Han Shuxian had brought something delicious back, he asked: "Dad, what are you carrying?"
Han Chunlin asked, and Han Shuxian handed the candle in his hand to Han Chunlin and said, "You can put the candle I bought in the house."
When Han Chunlin heard that it was not food, he immediately lost his expectations. After taking the candle, he said: "Oh." After taking the candle, Han Chunlin asked again: "Dad, why did you buy so many candles?"
"Be prepared, it will be useful when the oil lamp runs out." Han Shuxian said, not at all as gentle as when he spoke to the little girl in his arms.
After hearing Han Shuxian's answer, Han Chunlin turned around and went into the room to put candles.
As soon as Han Chunlin left, Han Shuxian looked at his good daughter in his arms more intently. The flowers on his head were particularly eye-catching, especially the petals that had been kneaded and fell away, leaving only the bare flower heart, and the rest. They are all scattered flowers with fallen petals.
Han Shuxian, who didn't find a complete flower, reached out and wanted to take off the broken flower on his daughter's head and trim her messy hair, but Han Qiulu covered the flower on her head and shouted: "Don't take it, don't take it, wear it!"
Seeing that she didn't want to take it off, Han Shuxian had no choice but to obey her, "Okay, okay, daddy won't take it off. My daughter looks best and is the most beautiful when she wears it."
Hearing that she was praised for her beauty, Han Qiulu happily shouted again, "Beautiful, beautiful."
While teasing Han Qiulu, Han Chunlin came out again after putting out the candles, "Dad, sister Wanwan praised me today and said that my handwriting is much better than before."
Han Shuxian listened to Han Chunlin's somewhat triumphant words with mixed emotions. A six-year-old child was smug and proud of being praised by a four-year-old child. After calming down my complicated mood, I secretly warned myself, don’t be in a hurry, don’t be in a hurry! There are only a few people like Wan Wan in the world, not to mention just a few, but she is already a big deal. Trying to keep his voice as soft as possible, "Why did you finish writing it today?"
Han Chunlin happily replied: "Brother Murong taught me how to write."
Han Shuxian was very helpless at this time, thinking that I have been teaching you for several years, and now you are telling me that Mr. Murong taught you! Did I teach pigs before? But he still asked: "Then how did your brother Murong teach you?"
Han Chunlin continued happily and said: "Actually, he didn't teach me much. He just wrote one word for each line for me to refer to. Except for the first word in the front, I wrote everything in the back. Brother Murong also said it would be early. After writing it, we can go back to the mountains to dig for medicine."
When it comes to digging for medicine, I get even more excited, "Yesterday we dug a basket full of medicinal materials. Sister Wanwan said wait a minute and went to the county hospital to sell the medicine. We all got a share of the money."
Han Shuxian looked at his son's excitement and said happily, "Do you want to go dig medicinal materials in the mountains?"
Han Chunlin nodded, "Well, digging for medicinal materials is fun. Today we went to the mountains to dig for medicinal materials and a lot of wild vegetables. I even brought them back to cook for my mother."
Han Shuxian encouraged: "Okay, I will also taste the wild vegetables you dug up later." After a pause, he said: "It's just that your sister Wan Wan and the others still have to copy books, so you shouldn't go to the mountain to make more trouble." .”
Han Chunlin nodded and responded, "Well, we don't go every day!"
Han Shuxian added: "I'll have a look at writing another article later. If it's still good, I'll take you to the county to buy the wooden sword you like when I take a rest this time."
Han Chunlin nodded without hesitation: "Okay, I'll write it now."
Han Shuxian stopped him: "I'll write later, it's time to eat soon." Even if it wasn't time to eat, he wouldn't be allowed to write now. This was specially arranged for him, and he planned to use his writing time later. Make wax paper with wand and print on it.
After Han Shuxian finished speaking, Yu Silian also walked out and shouted: "Chunlin, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
The Han family had just finished eating when Mo Ziwan's voice came in, "Brother Chunlin."
As soon as the shouting ended, a voice echoed in the room, "Hey! Sister Wanwan!"
After Mo Ziyuan entered the room, she shouted again: "Uncle, aunt."
Yu Silian asked: "Have you eaten yet?"
Mo Ziwan replied: "I've eaten. I didn't go to the fields for the rest of the day today, so I prepared the meal early." Mo Ziwan said as she walked, walked to Han Qiulu, and watched her head being kneaded. The flowers are broken, the flowers are broken, the flowers are broken, forget it, why do you have to wear them all over your head, you have really become a flower girl! As if by magic, he took out a small stuffed doll from behind and stretched it out in front of Han Qiuli, "Sister Lulu, look what this is?"
"Yes-yes!" Han Qiulu immediately reached out to Mo Ziwan's hand to get the stuffed toy.
"Here you the puppy!" Mo Ziwan said.
Yu Silian looked at the stuffed puppy that Mo Ziwan handed to Han Qiulu, and praised: "What you made is really delicate and small!"
Mo Ziyuan asked Yu Silian with a mysterious face: "Auntie, guess who made this puppy?"
Yu Silian said without thinking, "It's your grandma!"
Mo Ziyuan grinned and said, "Wrong, this was sewn by Sister Mo Li!"
Yu Silian was a little surprised and took the doll from her daughter's hand. After holding it in her hand, she could see it more clearly. Although the stitching was not fine and neat, it was already very good for an eight-year-old child! "I didn't expect Li Li to have such good skills at such a young age!"
Han Qiulu was not happy after her mother took her doll. She threw herself on Yu Silian and started to demand the doll back! "Okay, give it back to you, give it back to you!" Yu Silian returned the doll in Han Qiulu's hand.
"Sister Lulu, be good. Tomorrow we will let sister Mo Li play with other small animals." Mo Ziwan said.
"I want it too!" Han Chunlin was jealous when he saw that his sister had it, but he didn't!
Mo Ziwan turned to look at Han Chunlin, "Okay! I'll make one for you tomorrow too!"
When Han Shuxian was in the academy, he wanted to come back and do wax paper printing. Now he wanted to try it early to see if it could be done, so he said to Han Chunlin: "You write first. What I discussed with your sister Wanwan last night has not yet been resolved." We haven't discussed it yet. We'll teach new lessons after the discussion is completed." Then he reminded: "Don't forget what you just said, and write better."
Han Chunlin had no intention of listening to them this time, so he nodded and said, "Okay!"
Han Shuxian said again: "Let's go, I'll take you to the study to write. Your sister Wanwan and I will talk in the hall later, so that we won't affect you by talking in the study."
Han Chunlin followed Han Shuxian to the study obediently. After arriving in the study, Han Shuxian took a few pieces of paper and a set of pens and ink on the desk, and then walked out of the study again.
After entering the hall and putting down the pen and paper, Han Shuxian turned around and took the candles that Han Chunlin had brought in before the meal and put them on the table. After laying out the things to be used, he said to Yu Silian: "Go and close the door."
"I'm going!" Mo Ziyuan ran to the door without waiting for Yu Silian's response. When she closed the door and turned back to the table, she saw Han Shuxian holding a cup and warming it on the fire, and the cup still contained a broken candle.
Watching Han Shuxian baking the candle, Mo Ziyuan was thinking about how to soak the paper after the candle melted! But before she could think about it, she saw Han Shuxian said again to Yu Silian beside her: "Bring our tray and use it!"
Yu Silian knew they were making wax paper, but she just didn't understand what to do with the plates. "What are you using the tray for?"
Han Shuxian replied: "It will be easier to install the wax and paper soon!"
Yu Silian was not stupid, and she understood immediately. The cup was so small that it would definitely not be able to put the paper in it. The tray was just right, and the paper lay flat after being put in. When the candle was poured in, it was just right to dye the paper with wax. . So Yu Silian put down Han Qiulu in her arms and said, "Mom, go get something. You and your sister are playing here." After that, she said to Mo Ziwan: "Wanwan, keep an eye on your sister."
"Okay." As Mo Ziwan was talking, she climbed down from the bench and pulled Han Qiulu, "Sister Lulu, let's go over there and play."
Mo Ziyuan took Han Qiulu to a chair nearby to play. What were they playing with? Of course they are playing the usual clapping game, but this clapping game has long been changed into different versions by Mo Ziyuan, about counting, about idioms, about eating, etc. Now they are playing idioms, Mo Ziwan Ask Han Qiulu to stretch out her hand, and then she patted it down and said: "A blockbuster!"
After saying that, she stretched out her hand like Han Qiulu and waited for Han Qiulu to take a photo. Han Qiulu happily took the photo and followed Mo Ziwan and said, "A blockbuster!"
Then came Mo Ziyuan again: "Two points to the bright moon!" If you were playing with Han Chunlin and the others, there would be no clapping. Just say one, and I would say two, and then three or four, and so on until no more words could be picked up. .
Han Shuxian had a smile on his face and was secretly laughing! This little gentleman, Wan Wan, is much more qualified and dedicated than me! While other people's children are still learning to speak, their own children can already recite poems and idioms.
After Han Shuxian melted all the candles, Yu Silian also placed the paper on the table flatly on the tray. Not only were the papers placed on the tray, but she also laid several on the table, preparing to take the paper from the table later. After coming out, it is best to put it on the table to cool down.
Han Shuxian poured the melted candles into the tray and watched the candles on the edge of the cup slowly solidify and become one with the cup. Then he looked at the paper on the table and said, "Although the paper is used to prevent candles from sticking to the table, But after taking out the wax paper, I’m afraid the paper will stick to the wax paper.”
After he reminded her, Yu Silian also understood, "What should we do?"
