"Come, let me teach you." Ye Changrui spread out another piece of paper, thinking that he could hold his sister's hand from behind and teach her to write, just like his teacher taught him to write before.

The four people lying on the kang and writing looked at this side and were jealous.

Ye Changxue bit the pen and said, "Brother is so cunning!"

Ye Changzhao snorted, "That's right. He asked us to memorize and write, while he taught Qingtian himself."

Ye Changfeng looked at his elder brother and Qingtian, then lowered his head and began to write without saying a word.

He made up his mind to memorize the text after he finished writing it and to study hard.

As long as I learn better than my older brother, I will have the opportunity to teach my younger sister how to read and write.

Ye Changnian looked at the paper in front of him, then looked at the characters of different shapes written by his other three brothers, and scratched his head in distress, not knowing whose to follow.

When Qingtian saw the five words written by Ye Changrui, he suddenly said, "Brother, I know these five words. Mr. Wei taught me before in the capital."

As she spoke, she quickly picked up the pen and wrote these words on the paper.

Qingtian's handwriting is still a little immature now, but the foundation of her writing was laid by Wei Yan.

Wei Yan even broke down these characters to practice their structure and strokes.

So although the words she wrote at this time were still very immature, they already looked quite meaningful.

Ye Changrui even felt that it was better than what he wrote himself.

He touched his nose a little embarrassedly, and thought to himself that it would be better for him to only teach Qingtian to read and not teach her to write.

If he ruins the handwriting of "Qingtian", which has already taken on some shape, Mr. Wei will definitely not forgive him if he finds out.

"So it was Mr. Wei who taught him. No wonder Qingtian's handwriting is so good." While praising Qingtian, Ye Changrui hid the paper on which he had written under the other papers.

Then he took the paper that Qingtian had written on and placed it on the kang table. He said, "Look at what Qingtian wrote, and then look at what you wrote. Aren't you ashamed?"

The four people looked at Qingtian's neat handwriting, and then looked at their own scribbles on the paper that looked like talismans, and they couldn't help blushing.

"Practice writing tonight according to Sunny Day's instructions. If you can't do it well, I'll see how you still have the nerve to say you want to teach your sister how to write!"

The twins and Nian Nian lowered their heads. Only Ye Changxue spoke out, "Brother, can you write better than Qingtian?"

Ye Changrui felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, but his whole family knew that his handwriting was not good and he had to practice calligraphy every day, so he didn't react too much.

“I can’t write Sunny Day as well as I can, but I can’t write better than you.

"Besides, I know more words than you!"

Ye Changrui's two sentences left Ye Changxue speechless, and he could only lower his head and start writing.

Although they have been attending private school for some time, they just followed the teacher to recite some things like Three Character Classic and Hundred Family Names at the beginning, and only recently did they start to write.

So when it comes to handwriting, they are not much better than Mrs. Ye.

Each word was written crookedly.

Ye Changrui looked upset, but his own handwriting was not very good, so naturally he did not have the confidence to teach his younger brothers.

Finally, Qingtian came over and told them the key points that Mr. Wei had explained to him. Only then did the writing of several people show some progress.

But let alone comparing with Qingtian, even Ye Changrui's can't compare with it.

Ye Changrui finally regained a little confidence and said, "My sister writes well because she has talent. Now you finally understand how difficult writing is, right? Let's see if you can still laugh at me!"

The adults in the east room can basically hear what the children say in this room.

Old Madam Ye listened quietly for a while and said, "It has to be a sunny day. Her words are more effective than any of ours.

"Listen, everyone knows they need to make progress, otherwise they will be outdone by their younger sister."

Mrs. Ye said as she was sewing the soles of shoes, "This is better, so that we don't have to spend money on their education and they don't know how to cherish it.

“It would be great if Qingtian was a boy, so he could go to a private school.

"With Qingtian's little brain, maybe he can become the top scorer in the imperial examination in the future!"

"Maybe in the future women will also be able to pass the imperial examination!" Mrs. Ye joked.

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Ye said, "How long will it take? I, an old woman, probably won't be able to see it anymore!"

"Mom, try harder. If you live another three to five hundred years, you might actually be able to see it."

"Good fellow, you're turning me into an old witch!" Old Madam Ye laughed so hard that she pointed at Third Sister Ye and said, "Look at you, you're so old, but you're still full of nonsense. There's nothing you dare not say."

In the west room, several children rewrote the five words several times as neatly as possible. Ye Changrui checked them before letting them go.

"Oh, I've finished my homework!" Ye Changxue put the written words into his schoolbag and ran out of the west room cheering.

The other three little ones soon ran out after him.

Second and Third Sister-in-law Ye quickly stood up and went out to ask, "Have you finished your homework?"

"I've finished writing it, and I even wrote some extra!" Ye Changxue's voice came from the backyard.

The three little ones also ran to the backyard.

"What are you doing in the backyard in the middle of the night? Your aunt has already cleaned up the backyard and is preparing to plant vegetables. Anyone who steps on it will be beaten!"

"Oh, I need to go to the toilet!" Ye Changxue yelled.

The other three children also shouted.

"I can't hold it anymore."

"I want to go to the toilet too!"

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