Chapter 195: It's the same whether you have a son or a daughter
Huo Baohong was more straightforward and used his feet to separate the five rows and seven columns of coal holes and let Jintang count.
This time Jintang didn't even pick up a pen, he just spoke without thinking.
Huo Baohong and Yue Buyuan quickly took out their abacus to do the math.
There was a crackling sound, plus five, plus five, plus five...it's true!
"Think about this again..."
"Think about this again..."
"Let's do the math again..."
"Don't count it, they are both correct."
Yue Buyuan and Huo Baohong targeted Jintang like prey.
"Jintang, can this algorithm be passed on to others?"
Jintang smiled and realized that the teacher who was usually serious actually had such an unstable side.
"Of course you can. You just need to learn another counting language and memorize a mnemonic formula."
Jintang took out the booklet in which he had kept his notes.
It was so densely packed that he wrote on many pages, from one to ten thousand.
When Huo Baohong saw this, he felt overwhelmed.
What kind of earthworm word is this? Where can I find such a word?
He can't learn it!
"Jintang, this... teacher, let me ask, how many days did it take you to learn this?"
"Teacher, it won't take days. It's actually very simple. You can memorize it in half an hour."
Just learn a little bit and the rest will be the same.
In addition to memorizing the formula, it took Jintang half an hour.
"So many, and it only took half an hour!" Huo Baohong was surprised.
His father is smart, and so is he. All the children born in his eldest brother's family are so smart, but all the children he raised are idiots.
Huo Baohong was hit again.
"Uncle, this is really simple. You'll understand if you try it. Sister Feng only took an hour!"
What? Feng Er also learned it!
There are such smart people in his family!
Huo Baohong was instantly happy, but soon remembered that Feng'er was no longer his.
However, Jiang Lin has been getting better recently and is quite capable. Perhaps there is still a possibility...
He looked at his eldest son who was carrying a millstone to grind coal in the distance.
He has really changed. He has never suffered so much since he was a child. It is not impossible for Cuiyu to turn back.
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Yue Buyuan has been praised for his intelligence by his father since he was a child and has high hopes for him.
But after accepting Jintang, I realized that there are always people better than you.
Jintang's intelligence is beyond his reach.
Recently he felt that sometimes it was not only him who was teaching Jintang, but Jintang was also giving him advice.
They are making progress together.
Although the characters on the paper are very regular, and learning the beginning will allow you to master them thoroughly, but in just half an hour...
Yue Buyuan knows that if she were seven years old, she would not be able to do it.
He was eager to learn and quickly learned from Jintang.
After learning it, I was amazed.
It's really a waste of all my years working as an accountant.
Arithmetic is so simple!
When the moon is not full, I feel like I am becoming greedy.
"Jintang, your fourth uncle told me that your fourth aunt's handwriting is very good..." He paused and continued embarrassedly.
"Can I show you to the teacher?"
Jintang was somewhat confused.
"Teacher, are you talking about Fourth Aunt's handwriting?"
"That's right. Is that right?" Yue Buyuan looked at his only little disciple with a burning gaze.
"Yeah, sure."
Can only the teacher understand it?
Jintang scratched his head. His clever mind couldn't understand why his fourth uncle said that his fourth aunt's handwriting was good.
Jintang took out a recipe paper from her small bag and handed it to Yue Buyuan.
Yue Buyuan quickly took it with both hands and looked at Jintang with a hint of condemnation.
"How can you be so careless with such a precious calligraphy?"
Jintang: ?????
These were the straw papers that Fourth Aunt asked him to throw away, and he planned to use them to practice arithmetic.
Yue Buyuan carefully opened the paper and his eyes froze.
He turned the paper over again.
The solemnity and excitement in his eyes turned into confusion.
"What kind of font is this?" I couldn't help but ask.
His great-grandfather had kept all kinds of books, covering all kinds of schools of thought, but he had never seen this kind.
"Teacher, this is the font created by my fourth aunt. It's not missing any parts. You see, it's all very neat." Jintang explained attentively.
Afraid of being misunderstood by others.
This handwriting has no elegance or connotation. Its only advantage is probably its neatness. He can't let people look down on Fourth Aunt's handwriting.
"Original!" Yue Buyuan was shocked.
That is to say, while he was still trying hard to copy his grandfather's handwriting, others were already able to create their own handwriting?
In other words, he is still taking his first steps, while others have already run so fast that they are out of sight!
It's impossible not to be shocked, but I feel more admiration.
Without Sang Ning's knowledge, Yue Buyuan had already regarded her as a literary scholar.
Some people regard her as a great scholar, and some people regard her as a master.
The first thing Xu Wude did after returning from exchanging grain was to report the good news.
It wasn't about how much grain he had exchanged for Liangzhou, but about his wife being pregnant!
He brought a cart full of thank-you gifts and also brought his wife along.
"Madam Sang, Master Sang, I, Xu Wude, must kowtow to you!"
"You are our Xu family's great benefactor!"
"I have a son now, my family has an heir!"
He actually knelt down and kowtowed.
Mrs. Xu also had gratitude in her eyes and was about to bow down, but was stopped by Sang Ning.
"Fatty, I don't mean to discourage you. It's not certain whether it's a boy or a girl. Why are you so sure it's a son?"
Sang Ning asked very impolitely.
Xu Wude is quite biased towards boys. If he has another daughter, will he still treat her the same way as he treats his daughter at home?
Today I must change his bad thinking.
The couple became worried when they heard this.
Especially Mrs. Xu, she is old and probably won't have another child, so she hopes that this one is a son.
One reason was that she was afraid that if it was another daughter, Xu Wude would find someone else to give birth to a son.
The second reason was that she missed her deceased eldest son too much, and subconsciously thought that if the baby in her belly was a son, it meant that her eldest son had returned.
When he heard Sang Ning say this, he was even more nervous than Xu Wude.
"No way? This is... the holy water to drink." Xu Wude blinked, hinting at something.
Isn’t the water sent by the gods the best?
"The sacred water didn't specify the birth of a son."
"Besides, I think sons are as precious as daughters," said Sang Ning.
How could they be equally valuable?
Why are the male members of the Huo family all...
Xu Wude didn't say it out loud, but he thought so in his heart.
What's the point of raising a daughter as powerful as Lady Sang? In the end, she is still someone else's. She will give birth to someone else's son and carry on their family line.
"Madam Sang, can you make another talisman to ensure that my wife's belly is a son?"
"cannot!"
Sang Ning was afraid that Xu Wude would be foolish enough to come up with some folk remedy for Mrs. Xu to drink, so he gave her medicine again.
"Fatty, you've been doing business for so many years, you must have seen and heard a lot, but there are still some things you haven't figured out?
Your surname is Xu now. Can you guarantee that you are a descendant of the Xu family?
Let me ask you, how many generations have been recorded in your Xu family tree?"
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