Mo Ziyuan said a little embarrassedly: "I still thought that the ink would flow down the carved gap and print the words. I didn't expect that after the paper was carved, the ink would flow down too much." Mo Ziwan thought in her heart. No matter how I think about it, I can't call it an excuse, because what I say can withstand scrutiny.
Han Shuxian stretched out his hand and caressed Mo Ziwan's head, and said lovingly: "It's amazing that you can think of this method. Look at the shameful handwriting your brother Chunlin has written so far."
Yu Silian also looked at Mo Ziwan with a gentle and doting expression and said, "Yes, your brother Chunlin can't even write well, but you have come up with such a good way to print. It's already very powerful and amazing."
After comparing Han Shuxian, Yu Silian now compared herself, and continued: "When my aunt was your age, she only knew how to play with the adults in the family."
Mo Ziwan said shyly under the praise of Han Shuxian and Yu Silian: "If my uncle and aunt hadn't doted on me and spoiled me, other people would definitely not let me have my thoughts." When she said this, she suddenly He looked at Han Shuxian with admiration, "Uncle is still the best, uncle is the best!"
"I just talked nonsense, and my uncle made it."
After saying that Han Shuxian was great, he said to Yu Silian: "Auntie is also great. If Auntie hadn't made a different pen, uncle wouldn't be able to write."
After hearing Mo Ziyuan's words, Yu Silian laughed and joked: "You ghost elf, how can I call you awesome? You dare to boast."
Mo Ziwan nodded, pretending to be honest, and looked up at Yu Silian, her eyes sparkling like stars, "Awesome, aunt is awesome."
"Awesome!" Han Qiulu also shouted after Mo Ziwan's words.
"Okay, we Wanwan and Lulu are as good as they say!" Yu Silian said to the two children, her eyes filled with adoration.
Mo Ziyuan only said good things, but Han Shuxian became embarrassed. He picked up the other half of the unwritten wax paper and said, "The problem is that I found it, but what I want to think about now is how to write to remove the wax on the upper and lower sides. , and also prevent the paper in the middle from being scratched?"
After Han Shuxian's words, Mo Ziwan also focused her attention on the wax paper, frowning and thinking while looking at the wax paper. .z.br>
After Han Shuxian's words, Yu Silian looked at the wax paper and frowned, and said, "How did you do this? The paper is so thin, if you are not careful, you will break the paper, and it will be difficult to scrape off the wax underneath." What Yu Silian wanted to do was to remove the wax from the lower layer of paper.
Mo Ziyuan continued what Yu Silian said: "Auntie said that if you are not careful, you will scratch the paper."
"That's what happened, the paper is too thin." Han Shuxian said.
After talking about Function Modern, Mo Ziyuan seemed to suddenly think of something, and shouted in surprise: "Uncle, I thought of it."
Although Han Shuxian has been stimulated all night, it does not mean that he will become numb after being stimulated too much. On the contrary, Han Shuxian said sadly at this time: "Wanwan, can we slow down! Let uncle take a breath before being stimulated. OK?"
Mo Ziwan looked ignorant and looked at Han Shuxian with a question mark on her face!
Yu Silian burst out laughing and explained to Mo Ziwan, "Are you, Uncle Han, praising you for being smart?"
After hearing Yu Silian's words, Mo Ziyuan raised the corners of her mouth, narrowed her eyes, and thanked Han Shuxian happily: "Thank you for the compliment, uncle."
Then I heard her continue what she just said: "We can only dye one side of the wax and leave the other side undyed. This way we don't have to scrape the wax below. We can also engrave on the top layer of wax, but we have to be gentle." Be gentle so as not to scratch the paper."
Han Shuxian looked at Mo Ziwan's innocence and wondered if it was an ignorant child. If she was ignorant, there would be no smart people in the world!
I sighed again at Mo Ziwan’s cleverness! Looking at Mo Ziyuan, such a well-behaved and smart child, it's a pity that the Mo brothers and their brothers-in-law left so early, and now they have benefited from their neighbor in vain.
Han Shuxian grinned unconsciously when he thought of this. He had indeed gotten a big advantage and got such a smart woman for nothing.
, "Okay, let's make a piece of wax paper with only one side of wax right away!"
The tray was still stained with the wax that had just been poured in, but now it had condensed into a white layer. Han Shuxian had no choice but to scrape up the candles in the tray with a knife and put them back into the teacup, preparing to melt the wax again and continue to use it to make wax paper. .
However, before melting the wax, Han Shuxian finally regained his wits and stopped asking Mo Ziyuan to say "I know!" or "What should I do?" After scraping the wax back into the cup, Han Shuxian took a piece of paper and folded it on the table.
Yu Silian saw this and asked, "What are you doing origami for?"
Han Shuxian replied: "What else can I do? Of course, make wax paper!"
Yu Silian knew that she was making wax paper, but she still couldn't understand why she had to fold the paper. Mo Ziyuan understood. Looking at Han Shuxian's folding paper compared to the size of the tray, she knew that Han Shuxian was thinking the same thing as her, but she kept silent. When he didn't understand, he just watched Han Shuxian continue to fold paper.
Han Shuxian didn't ask Mo Ziwan, for fear of being shocked again. He directly answered Yu Silian: "After putting the paper completely into the tray, it will inevitably be soaked with wax again. After I fold it around, it will not only be easier to handle." Taking the paper out will also prevent the wax from soaking into it."
Yu Silian suddenly realized, "Why didn't I think of that?" Then she looked at Mo Ziwan, "Wanwan, did you think of that?"
Mo Ziwan shook her head, "No!"
Han Shuxian looked at Mo Ziwan and said funnyly: "But you didn't say it on purpose because you were afraid that I would be irritated again?"
Mo Ziyuan shook her head in denial with one hundred and twenty percent sincerity: "No!"
Han Shuxian and Mo Ziwan teased Mo Ziwan while putting the folded paper into the tray for preparation. Then they took the tea cup and put it close to the oil lamp to melt the wax in the cup. Fortunately, melting the wax didn't take any time. While the three of them were chatting and laughing, a cup of wax melted into water again. The paper on the tray was also ready. After the wax melted, Han Shuxian pointed the cup at the tray and slowly poured it into the cup. of wax liquid.
The wax paper does not require too much wax, just a thin layer, so after the wax liquid spreads over the entire paper, Han Shuxian stopped pouring the wax liquid in his hand. After shaking the tray for a while, he lifted the paper up as before. He lifted up the wax-soaked paper and poured the excess wax liquid back into the water cup.
After pouring the excess wax back into the cup, the next step was to wait for the wax paper to dry. Since one side was not soaked in wax, he could not put the wax paper into the water. Han Shuxian planned to hold the wax paper and wait for it to dry slowly.
While waiting for the wax to dry, Han Chunlin's voice came from outside the door, "Dad, I've finished writing!"
Han Shuxian put the half-dried wax paper aside and said, "Okay, we've finished talking." Then he said to Mo Ziwan, "Let's go to the study room and see what your brother Chunlin wrote." He didn't intend to. Let Han Chunlin come into the hall.
Mo Ziyuan nodded, "Yeah." She was thinking about the outcome of Han Chunlin's words and whether the outcome might be good!
Sure enough, after Han Shuxian brought Han Chunlin and Mo Ziwan into the study, they picked up the written words on the table and looked, "Yes, the writing is more neat, but the writing is weak and the handwriting is frivolous and unstable."
"The slower you write when writing, the more stable your writing will be. We won't teach new lessons tonight. You practice another article, and I will see your progress. If you write well, I will buy it for you tomorrow. When the wooden sword comes back, I will take you and Sister Wanwan to the city to play when you have a rest." When Han Chunlin heard that he would buy the wooden sword and come back tomorrow, his already gloomy face suddenly beamed with joy, and he didn't feel like writing another article. If there is any difficulty, he happily responds: "Okay, if I write slower this time, I will definitely be able to write better."
"Okay, I'll teach you to write a few more words, and then you can write according to the words I teach you." Although he wanted to try the new wax paper earlier, Han Shuxian pretended not to be in a hurry at the moment, holding the hand with full fatherly love. Han Chunlin's hand slowly began to write.
While writing, he said the requirements one stroke at a time. He didn't put down Han Chunlin's hand until a word was written on each line, "Okay, you write according to the previous words first, write slowly, don't rush. After saying that, he sat next to Han Chunlin, but when he sat down, he glanced at Mo Ziwan and glanced out the door.
Mo Ziyuan had been watching from the side, and after seeing Han Shuxian's eyes, she immediately said: "Uncle, I am here to accompany brother Chunlin, why don't you go and accompany your sister, who was here just now
I want you to hug me! "
Han Shuxian watched Han Chunlin put down his pen. He was relieved to see that he was getting more stable every stroke. But what made him even more relieved was that Mo Ziwan received his signal, so he followed the steps that Mo Ziwan handed him and said "It doesn't matter, your sister was clamoring for me to hold her just now. It's still early for me to go and accompany her." After answering Mo Ziwan's words, she looked at Han Chunlin and said, "I'll go and accompany your sister. Please write carefully." , I’ll come back and see what you wrote later, how about it?”
Han Chunlin replied without raising his head: "Okay, Dad, just go and accompany your sister."
Han Shuxian left the study with a smile on his face and walked towards the hall.
Yu Silian held Han Qiulu in her arms and stayed in the hall. The two of them kept talking and waiting for Han Shuxian. When Han Shuxian entered the room, Han Qiulu shouted: "Daddy, Daddy, hug."
Han Shuxian responded with a smile on his face: "Lulu, be good, daddy will hug you later."
Yu Silian also said: "Let's stay with dad here. When dad is done with his work, can we play with dad again?"
Han Qiulu kept playing with the doll in her hands, and she was not bored at all with Yu Silian holding her. After Yu Silian's words, she obediently responded: "Okay."
Han Shuxian walked to the table and carefully picked up the wax paper on the table. He looked at the oil lamp carefully in his hand and then said, "I hope it can happen this time!"
Yu Silian smiled and said, "What a wonderful idea you have. You want to print it so quickly!"
Han Shuxian replied: "Who told Wan Wan to think of this method so simple and convenient?"
Yu Silian also felt that this was the case, "That's right." But she still warned her later: "Be careful when writing, don't scratch the paper, otherwise it won't print well after a while." If this is printed, it will be difficult to print books in the future. It’s so convenient!
Han Shuxian had already laid out the paper on the table, with a layer of white paper underneath the wax paper. Just as he was picking up a special pen to write, Mo Ziwan stood outside the door and shouted, "Uncle, aunt, I'm here. "
"Come in quickly." Han Shuxian shouted from inside the room. As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ziwan came into the room, and then Han Shuxian laughed and said, "I knew you would follow right away."
Mo Ziwan also laughed and replied honestly: "I came to see my uncle write."
Seeing the two chatting and joking, Yu Silian also laughed and said angrily to Han Shuxian: "You are so anxious, let alone she has a child!" Then she looked at Mo Ziwan and asked: "Your brother Chunlin didn't let you accompany him?"
Mo Ziyuan was a little embarrassed and said: "I told Brother Chunlin that he just wrote very well by himself, and it took less time to write alone. If I stayed, it would delay his writing, so I said to come outside and wait. he."
