He Yinglian looked guilty, but she was helpless, not to mention sending the child to school, even if she couldn't eat enough, since their complexion was getting better and better, the family didn't give them food, and they all said that they must have secretly hidden good things to eat, so the family took the opportunity to search their house and took away the little brown sugar that the child's father bought, He Yinglian didn't know how long it would take for such a day, and the child's father never made a statement.

"Good, is it okay for my sister to teach you to read and write, and my sister will send Hong'er to school after a while, okay?" Xia Yiruo touched Xia Yihong's head and said.

"Ruo'er, ...... you" He Yinglian suddenly raised her head and looked at Xia Yiruo suspiciously.

"Mother, I have learned a lot from the divine doctor during this time." Xia Yiruo explained lightly.

Although my mother taught them to read and write, they learned too little and didn't learn anything at all.

"Oh." He Yinglian lowered her head and continued to work, thinking in her heart that the divine doctor was really their great nobleman.

Xia Yiruo took out a wooden board and put it on his lap, then took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said to Xia Yihong: "Come, Hong'er, my sister will teach you to write your name first." ”

"Wow, sister, this ink, paper inkstone is really good, it's better than those of the fifth uncle." Xia Yihong exclaimed in surprise.

This shout made He Yinglian raise her head again, and Xia Yiruo used the name of Ji You to fool her again.

He Yinglian was skeptical, and finally lowered her head and worked, of course, she was even more grateful to Ji You, and at the same time, He Yinglian also sighed that since this daughter gave birth to a child, she has really become nothing like before, and she is very assertive in everything she does, and she is no longer submissive.

Xia Yihong sat on the kang and said, "Sister, Hong'er can write her own name." ”

"Yu'er will too, so will Yu'er." Xia Yiyu shouted not to be left behind.

Xia Yiruo was slightly surprised, and then thought of his mother, who was once everyone's best girl, and her mother would teach them to read and write when she was free, but her mother didn't have much time to read, so there were only a few people they could know.

"Can Hong'er write with a brush?" Xia Yiruo asked with a smile, if I remember correctly, my mother taught them to read and write in the sand every time, and she never took a brush at all.

Fortunately, Xia Yiruo has been in compulsory education for nine years, and she has studied calligraphy in art classes since elementary school.

"Hong'er won't." Xia Yihong frowned and said.

"That sister teaches Hong'er." Then Xia Yiruo took a smaller brush and put it in Xia Yihong's hand, carefully instructed him how to hold the pen, and taught him how to write.

Fortunately, Xia Yiruo often reads books on traditional Chinese medicine, and many of those books are unique, all of which are traditional characters, and some medical books were pit from Ji You during this time, so Xia Yiruo can still teach them to read.

Because he has been drawing and writing on the ground with branches for many years, Xia Yihong couldn't use it at all when he first used the brush, and it took a while to write a rough idea, and the paper was also written by Xia Yihong, and there was no gap between the words at all, Xia Yihong knew that it was not easy for him to be able to read seriously, so he was reluctant to waste paper.

"Sister, sister, Hong'er has written her name." Xia Yihong exclaimed in surprise, looking at the crooked names on the rice paper, with unprecedented satisfaction.

"Hong'er is awesome." Xia Yiruo chuckled.