Chapter 45 My Head is Buzzing
Baoya looked at the big river clam in the basin, and then looked at her elder brother who had a look of surprise on his face.
He smiled and said, "That's because big brother taught me well."
"You've learned well," Yun Chengfu patted her head and warned, "Don't feed these clams for the next five or six days to avoid contaminating their wounds."
"Okay, I'll remember it." Baoya replied.
"Well, after five or six days, just feed it normally. For a clam this big, it will probably take at least a year for it to produce pearls."
"It takes so long!" Yunyue was shocked. "Then we have to wait until next year."
Baoya was also a little worried. Brother Xiaojing's master was still waiting for the pearls from these big river clams. A year was indeed a long time.
Yunhua is bigger, and although she is also a little disappointed, it is not as obvious as Yunyue.
Instead, he comforted his two younger sisters: "It's okay, we'll take good care of it, and a year will pass quickly."
Yun Chenglu also said: "That's right, if you want to gain something, you have to pay first! There is no such thing as free food in this world!"
Yun Chengfu saw that he was serious and chuckled softly, "I haven't seen you for a few days. Chenglu has become more knowledgeable."
Yun Chenglu felt a little embarrassed when Yun Chengfu praised him: "Hey, big brother, please don't praise me. I just heard it from stories."
"Well," Yun Chengfu nodded, "it seems like it's time for you to improve your knowledge. I have three days off, so I'll teach you calligraphy starting tonight."
"Okay!" Baoya was immediately happy.
She wanted to learn to write as soon as possible so that she could write her brother Xiaojing's name next time she went to see him.
Yunhua and Yunyue were also very interested, but Yun Chenglu became listless when he heard about calligraphy.
"Brother, you only have three days to rest, but you still have to take time to teach us. It must be so tiring." He said with a bitter face.
On the surface, he felt sorry for Yun Chengfu, but in fact, he still didn't want to learn calligraphy.
"Why don't you have any ambition? You're not even as good as your three little sisters." Yun Chengfu reached out and knocked on Yun Chenglu's head, scolding him.
Yun Chengfu is two years older than Yun Chenglu, but he has already studied in a private school for several years. He has loved reading and practicing calligraphy since he was young, and his studies in the private school are often praised by his teacher.
Now he has passed the Tongsheng exam and is the only student among the dozen or so children in the school who has qualified for the imperial examination. Therefore, the teacher likes him particularly.
However, compared with other children of the same age, Yun Chengfu seems a little mature in character. He talks about his knowledge all day long and speaks in a flowery manner. His biggest hobby is reading and studying, or teaching his younger brothers and sisters calligraphy.
Yun Chenglu was not discouraged by what he said. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Brother, you are determined to study and take the imperial examination, but I am different. I want to learn martial arts."
"Even practicing martial arts can't make you blind!"
Yun Chengfu's face darkened. He hated to see his only brother being so "unmotivated".
When Baoya saw this, she quickly pulled their sleeves and said, "Big brother, second brother, stop arguing. Let big brother teach us calligraphy tonight. I have some delicious food that Uncle Zhu made for us. You can give it to us as a reward!"
When they heard that there was food, the children were very happy, and even Yun Chenglu was not so depressed anymore.
"That's fine, anyway, I'll just learn to recognize and write, I won't learn too much." He grinned, "Just being able to write and recognize is enough. Learning too much gives me a headache."
Yun Chengfu took out his paper fan, opened it quickly, and shook it helplessly.
Zhao Zhilan fully supported Yun Chengfu's approach. After the family had dinner that night, she vacated the main room.
There was already a small table in the main room, and she moved another kang table from the kang in the east room and placed it opposite to the table. She also got four small cushions and let the four children sit around the table.
"It shouldn't be too dark when reading or writing, it hurts your eyes." Zhao Zhilan lit six candles for the children at once and placed them neatly between the two small tables.
The big millstone that had been made by the stonemason was already there. The three men in the Yun family were working on it in the yard.
The three daughters-in-law of the Yun family had finished their work and had nothing to do, so they sat in a row in the main hall with Zhao Zhilan, watching Yun Chengfu teach the children calligraphy.
"Everyone, open your copybooks. Today we're learning the Hundred Family Surnames," Yun Chengfu said. "Read after me first: Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang."
"Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li, Zhou, Wu, and Zheng are kings."
The four children followed him, reciting with their heads shaking.
Zhao Zhilan and the others watched with great interest.
"Hey, you know what, our Chengfu is really good at teaching these kids!"
Wang Cailian was cracking melon seeds while looking at Yun Chengfu, who was holding a book in one hand and the other hand behind his back, her eyes shining.
"Chengfu is a talented man," Zhao Zhilan also praised. "Now that he has passed the Tongsheng exam, he should concentrate on preparing for the provincial exam."
"Yes, my son will definitely be fine." Wang Cailian was very happy, with melon seed shells flying all over the place.
Accidentally, the melon seed shell flew onto Yun Chenglu's calligraphy.
After the children read a few paragraphs with Yun Chengfu and almost recognized them, Yun Chengfu asked them to start writing.
Yunhua and Yunyue sat upright and held their pens in the correct posture. Although their handwriting was not very beautiful, you could recognize what it was at a glance.
Baoya also wrote very smoothly. She read to herself while writing, appearing to be very serious.
Yun Chenglu was the only one left there, struggling to write. His pen seemed to be out of control and his handwriting looked like a dog's crawl.
The melon seed shell that Wang Cailian wrote fell right on the stroke he was about to write, and his writing became crooked, no, it became even more crooked.
"Mom!" Yun Chenglu's head was about to explode. He stopped writing and scratched his head, "Don't make trouble!"
Wang Cailian spat the melon seed shells on the ground when he yelled at her: "You kid didn't study hard, and you blame me!"
"Mom, don't disturb my brother. Chenglu, concentrate." Yun Chengfu interrupted them.
He stood behind Yun Chenglu and tapped Yun Chenglu on the head with the book in his hand: "Look at Yunhua, Yunyue and Baoya, they are all younger than you, and their writing is better than yours."
"ah!"
Yun Chenglu wailed and looked at Yun Chengfu pleadingly, "Brother, I really can't take it anymore. My head is buzzing."
"Keep writing!" Yun Chengfu had a stern face, looking like a very strict little teacher.
"Grandma! Mother! Second Aunt, Third Aunt, please save me!" Yun Chenglu began to howl again, "My brother is trying to murder his own brother!"
Zhao Zhilan and her three daughters-in-law burst into laughter.
The old lady's face was bright red. "You, write it honestly. You don't want martial arts secrets anymore. Don't you worry about being laughed at when you become a great hero?"
"That's a matter for the future! All I know is that if I look at these words again today, I'm going to die!"
Yun Chenglu wiped his face with his ink-stained little black hand in a wronged manner, and a circle of beard grew on his face.
"Stop talking nonsense. Are you willing to lose to three sisters?" Li Rongyue said with a smile.
He Chunxiu glanced at Baoya who was sitting at the table and smiled: "If you don't work hard, aren't you afraid that Baoya will laugh at you?"
"Hmph," Yun Chenglu wiped his nose and turned to look at Baoya who was sitting next to him. "Baoya wouldn't laugh at me. She's the most sensible and caring person. Baoya, don't you agree?"
"puff!"
Bao Ya was being serious, but when she heard his words, she looked up and saw Yun Chenglu's face smeared with ink, and she burst out laughing.
Yun Chenglu's eyes widened in disbelief, his face full of hurt: "It's over, Sister Baoya doesn't care about me anymore!"
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