Fu Hongxing, who was treated as a good sister, did not teach her younger siblings.
Instead, if I see that they've written something incorrectly, I'll have them look at how I should write it.
Seeing that they were all writing seriously, even though their writing was a bit crooked, they were at least learning very quickly, Fu Hongxing felt very gratified.
As I straightened up, I saw Ning Jing scribbling something on the table with her fingers, seemingly lost in thought.
"Ning Jing, is there anything you don't understand? Would you like me to teach you again?"
Fu Hongxing frowned and stepped forward to ask.
"Uh, no need, no need, I know, I know."
Upon hearing Fu Hongxing's voice, Ning Jing swallowed hard and quickly waved her hand, saying that she knew it.
I just gave you a personal demonstration, and my face turned this red.
If I teach her again, I don't know if my face will crack from the heat.
Moreover, she could write these 10 numbers with her eyes closed, right?
Thinking about this, Ning Jing felt a little embarrassed, as there didn't seem to be anything to be proud of.
Unexpectedly, Fu Hongxing's brows furrowed even more deeply.
"Really?"
It was clear that she didn't quite believe Ning Jing's perfunctory words, especially since she had seemed absent-minded just now.
This disbelief was an insult to her intelligence, so Ning Jing banished all the romantic thoughts from her mind.
He pursed his lips, then dipped his brush in water and wrote it on the table.
To avoid standing out too much, she wrote relatively slowly, and read it aloud as she wrote.
Even so, Fu Hongxing's heart skipped a beat.
He thought for a moment, then took a stick and wrote the words "big," "small," "how much," "you," "me," and "him" on the wooden board.
First, I read it twice, and then I had Ning Jing read it along with me.
Seeing that Ning Jing hadn't made a single mistake, he flipped the wooden board over and said to her, "Try writing those characters that I just taught you."
Ning Jing stepped forward without any hesitation, took the wooden stick, and began to write stroke by stroke on the wooden board, reciting as she wrote.
Sure enough, it was exactly what Fu Hongxing had taught him.
Seeing Ning Jing's photographic memory, Fu Hongxing was both excited and regretful.
It's a pity. If Ning Jing hadn't grown up in the countryside but in a big city, she would probably have been able to get into university with her intelligence.
Seeing Fu Hongxing looking at her with a complicated expression, Ning Jing, the pseudo-genius, was unsure what he meant.
"W-what's wrong? Did I write something wrong?"
She asked cautiously.
Fu Hongxing shook his head and then said, "I will teach you separately from now on. At your pace, Xiuhua and the others probably won't be able to keep up."
Once you've learned it, you can teach Xiuhua and the others; that way, it can also serve as repeated practice.
Upon hearing Fu Hongxing's words, Ning Jing's eyes lit up immediately; this was exactly what she wanted!
The next day, when Fu Hongxing took Ning Jing to the new house after dinner and taught her to read alone, Ning Jing belatedly realized that there were only the two of them in the new house.
As soon as she sat down on the kang (heated brick bed), Ning Jing scurried to the innermost part of the kang.
Then he moved the cabinet that was originally used to store clothes over here, cleared his throat and said, "I'll sit here, you can teach over there!"
Fu Hongxing glanced at the cabinet separating the two people in front of him, and for some reason, he thought of monkeys.
Even if what the monkey said that day clearly didn't mean anything by it, what about Ning Jing?
Is that what she thinks?
Thinking about this, I inexplicably found the cabinet somewhat of an eyesore.
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