Liang Genfa had three sons and two daughters.

The stubborn old man himself has a bad temper, and he always complains about his three sons' stubborn tempers.

The first half of his life was spent working and beating children. Fortunately, although the old man had a stubborn temper, the couple had positive values ​​and strict family education. By the second half of his life, the children had become sensible.

Dahua led the villagers to plant trees, and everyone praised him.

Erhua is a smart man who is also doing business in rosewood carving.

Qiuhua is diligent and down-to-earth in embroidery, and the little girl is no worse than the boys.

Xiaohua experienced setbacks at a young age and grew up overnight.

To be honest, Liang Genfa was still satisfied in his heart, but every time when he sat in front of the house smoking, he would sigh in his heart: Why can't there be a scholar?

He grew up in Shanghai and learned blacksmithing from his master. He suffered enough from the lack of education and also witnessed the real enthusiasm for reading, so he still had a certain yearning for reading.

Seeing that the older children in front were not good at studying, he turned his attention to the youngest Chunhua.

"Chunhua, come, come."

Chunhua was busy in the corner, making some rustling noises and no one knew what she was doing. The little person had been huddled in the corner for almost an hour, which was quite interesting.

"Chunhua, come, come to Daddy!"

Seeing that Chunhua didn't move, Liang Genfa raised his voice again.

"Oh, Dad, stop making noise!" Chunhua answered in a baby voice, but her tone was like that of a little adult.

Liang Genfa scratched his head and lost his temper. This old man had been stubborn all his life, but he had no way to deal with his little daughter.

He walked over quietly, wanting to see what the little mermaid was doing.

It turned out that in order to plant trees in the yard, Dahua shoveled back some soil from the hill. There was a lot left, so he piled it in the corner. Chunhua pushed down some soil, flattened it, and wrote on it with branches!

Liang Genfa tilted his head and looked again and again. One was "big", one was "man", and the other was "sky". He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Yes, it was writing!

"Nannan, did you write this?"

Chunhua was startled and broke the last stroke, she was so angry that she almost jumped up.

"Dad! Didn't I tell you to stop arguing? Look at what I've written."

"Oh, my dear daughter, my darling daughter!" Liang Genfa excitedly lifted Chunhua up and said, "You are a genius! I gave birth to a genius!

Tell me, Dad, when did you learn to write?

"Here, it's in my brother's book."

Chunhua pointed casually and saw an old book lying on the muddy ground. The pages were curled and black.

In the evening, Liang Genfa vividly recounted to his family what Chunhua had done with his calligraphy during the day, and once again expressed his emotion that he had given birth to a genius, and that his family was finally going to have a scholar.

The family members were also surprised that Chunhua could learn to write by herself. Amid everyone's admiration, Liang Genfa seemed to see Chunhua becoming a cultured person.

After breakfast the next day, the family went about their own business and no one noticed that Chunhua was missing.

It was not until lunchtime that Qiu Zhen walked around the village. Her voice was hoarse from shouting, but she still didn't see Chunhua.

Only Mom, Xiaojuan and Guoguo were at home. Mom immediately went to call Dad home, and Xiaojuan called the villagers to look for Chunhua together.

The entire village was searched up and down, inside and out, and they almost drained all the water from the pond.

"Where is the person? Where is Chunhua?" It was almost evening and the person was still not found. Liang Genfa's eyes were wide open and bloodshot.

Mom couldn't hold back her tears, fearing that she had fallen into the pool.

"Why are you crying? Stop crying. You can't even take care of a child. Your crying makes me upset."

Seeing that the situation was not good and the two seemed to be about to quarrel again, everyone left quietly. The more careful ones would take another look in every corner before going home, perhaps they would find something.

When Xiaohua got home from school and heard that Chunhua was missing, he cried out loudly, threw his schoolbag on the ground and went out to look for her.

The boy was small but had great momentum. He used all his strength to rush outside. As a result, someone came in and was knocked by him, making the person groan.

Xiaohua looked up and saw that the man looked familiar!

"You're really strong, little guy! If you hit me like that, I'd almost die in your house!"

The man teased Xiaohua and continued to walk inside, carrying a little man on his back.

"Chunhua! Chunhua!" Xiaohua shouted excitedly.

Everyone in the house came out to greet him, and saw that this was the young man who was a primary school teacher in the neighboring village.

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" Liang Genfa almost burst into tears on the spot, not knowing what to say. Then he remembered to ask the young man where he found Chunhua.

"When we locked the door after school, I saw a child lying on his stomach and sleeping in the classroom. I looked over and realized that the child was from the next village!

I'll bring her back right now, uncle, you must be very worried!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I've been looking for you all day. It's okay if you come back!"

He originally thought of giving her a good beating when she came back to teach her a lesson, but seeing her sleeping soundly, Liang Genfa was both angry and amused, and there was nothing he could do.

The whole family invited the teacher to dinner, and he couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.

However, I was busy looking for Chunhua all day today and there was nothing prepared at home. I could only heat up the leftover chicken soup from yesterday, beat five eggs and stir-fry them in oil, and then stir-fry some water bamboo shoots, shredded pork and a few vegetables.

Fortunately, there was a lot of chicken soup left over from yesterday, so I could still treat you.

Maybe she was hungry. As soon as the smell of food wafted out, Chunhua woke up and shouted that she was hungry.

"You're still hungry, where have you been today?"

Liang Genfa had a stern face, and everyone else also looked serious. Chunhua rubbed her eyes, feeling a little dry, so she closed them and opened them again, but still felt uncomfortable.

"Didn't you hear what Dad asked you?"

"I heard it. I'm going to school." Chunhua answered seriously.

"Why are you going to school? You are still young!" Liang Genfa said sternly, but he picked up a chicken leg and put it on her rice.

"I'm going to school. It's boring to stay at home!" Chunhua's eyes lit up when he saw the chicken leg.

It turned out that early this morning, Chunhua followed a child from the same village to school and secretly listened to the class at the back of the classroom. The teacher wondered who brought her sister here, and since Chunhua was well-behaved and listened to the class seriously, he didn't ask too many questions.

At noon, she even ate her fill from the lunch boxes of the brothers and sisters.

"Actually, since Chunhua wants to study so much, why not let her come in the second half of the year? It's a bit early for her age, but since she wants to come, I think it's better to send her than to let her run around on her own."

Liang Genfa admired intellectuals after all, so he listened to every word his teacher said.

In the evening, the old couple discussed and decided to send Chunhua to school in the second half of the year.

The day passed without any danger, and Liang Genfa fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he saw Chunhua grew up and became a cultured person.