It wasn't until the evening that Rong Jinxiu finally recovered a bit and cooked two large bowls of noodles for the two of them.
It was filled with meatballs, dried shrimp, and mushrooms. The two of them had a delicious meal.
After taking a shower, Song Jinxiu soaked her feet comfortably until she was sweating.
It’s true, it’s really comfortable to exercise, and I feel refreshed!
It seems that exercise can be put on the agenda. The current medical level is too limited, and we must have a good body.
I went out and poured out the water, and I felt like I could still run another 800 meters.
I gulped down a large glass of water. I sweated a lot today, so I needed to drink more water.
It was still early, so I took out the smock and continued to hem it. Liu Ankang was also reading a comic book nearby.
"I've read this book so many times. Do you want to get a new one?" Song Jinxiu asked while sewing clothes with her head down.
So she couldn't see Liu Ankang nodding frantically there.
"Forget it if you don't want it." Song Jinxiu continued to sew clothes slowly.
"Yes." Maybe it was because he had said it too many times, or maybe it was because the book was too tempting, this time Liu Ankang didn't hesitate for long before speaking!
"Okay, I'll get it for you." Song Jinxiu had already prepared more than a dozen comic books and put them in the box.
There are several copies of Romance of the Three Kingdoms and several copies of Journey to the West. The ones I read at that time were those published during the Republic of China period.
This edition of Journey to the West has 72 volumes, each with 20 pages. It's not very new, I found it by myself at a used book market!
In Song Jinxiu's opinion, it wasn't very appealing. The black and white pictures weren't interesting enough, and the words were too small.
However, it seems that the color comic book of Journey to the West will not be published for many years.
I’m not sure about the exact time, but I vaguely heard that comic strips from the 1950s and 1960s have collection value, so I couldn’t help but buy them when I saw them!
I also gave him a book called "Becoming the King of Flower-Fruit Mountain" for him to read first, and I would tell him about it later when I had time.
"Do you want me to teach you how to read? Once you know the words, you will be able to understand them by yourself. You don't have to wait for me to explain them to you." Song Jinxiu suddenly asked.
The current characters are still traditional Chinese characters, which Song Jinxiu doesn't know, but the original owner does.
Recognizing words is not a problem, but writing them is too unbearable to look at.
The original owner could write, both with a brush and a fountain pen, but the pen just wouldn't obey Song Jinxiu's hand.
It was clearly written from memory, but the finished product is a mess.
It seems that practicing calligraphy needs to be put on the agenda, otherwise it will be exposed as soon as it is done.
Liu Ankang looked at Song Jinxiu with sparkling eyes. Can you still teach me to read?
Nodding. Of course I want it!
"Whether you want it or not, you have to tell me so I can know!" Song Jinxiu said.
"Yes." This time Liu Ankang answered quickly. His voice was no longer as hoarse or unpleasant as it had been a few days ago.
It seems that he became like that because he hadn't spoken for a long time.
"Also, when you learn to read, you have to follow me. Otherwise, how can I know whether you can do it or not, right?
You can't let me perform a solo show by myself." Song Jinxiu said again.
Liu Ankang lowered his head in silence. He was still not used to speaking.
"How about this, you don't have to say it every day, just read it out when I check the results.
I will teach you some characters every day, first teaching you to read, then teaching you to write. When you are familiar with them, I will test your results.
So if you learn slowly, it will take a long time before you can test yourself. Is that okay?
I can't keep teaching you and not know if you've learned it, right?" Song Jinxiu said to Liu Ankang.
Liu Ankang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded cautiously.
"Come on, let's high-five. It's a deal. I will start teaching you tomorrow." Song Jinxiu raised her hand.
Liu Ankang saw it and imitated her, reaching out to pat Song Jinxiu.
"Okay, go to bed early. I'll teach you tomorrow." I'm still a little tired!
Go to bed early tonight so that you will be refreshed tomorrow.
Song Jinxiu packed up the clothes and put them away.
Liu Ankang put the two books away.
"Put the books in your room. When you recognize more words, you can build a bookshelf to put the books on." Song Jinxiu said.
There are a lot of books and lots of paper and pens in my space.
This is one of Song Jinxiu's hobbies.
Although she is not good at studying, she loves buying books and notebooks. She seems to want to collect every kind of pattern.
Maybe this is the last stubbornness of being a poor student.
I always feel that if I buy a book myself, I have already read it. Maybe I want to pretend that I am a good student who loves learning.
It would be strange if I had no dreams all night.
Song Jinxiu went to bed early tonight, and then dreamed that she was being chased by a group of snakes.
After running for a while, the scene changes, and when the scene changes, a new snake appears.
It could also be a group of snakes or a python.
Anyway, she only knew that she was running for her life the whole time.
Suddenly she missed a step and fell off the cliff.
Then she woke up. When she woke up, Song Jinxiu felt sore all over, as if she had really exercised all night.
Song Jinxiu felt that her legs were shaking.
No, it's not weakness. It's constant pain.
Especially the thighs and calves, every step I take, the pain is unbearable.
"Damn snake, I will never forgive you!" Song Jinxiu walked out slowly, holding the bed and the table.
If someone saw her at this time, they would definitely think that she had experienced something unspeakable.
He walked out with a strong body but weak will and cooked a pot of porridge, which was his three meals a day.
Liu Ankang looked at the woman leaning against the wall in front of him with confusion.
Aren't you usually the most careful with your hands? Why did you feel like pressing them against the wall today?
In fact, Song Jinxiu was just pressing against the wall because she had sprained her ankle.
The walls now are made of bare earth, so rough that they are falling apart.
Song Jinxiu couldn't bear to rub it with her delicate hands.
"An An, bring two small stools over. We will eat in the kitchen this morning." Song Jinxiu said to An An.
The porridge was already served, and three boiled eggs were also prepared.
Song Jinxiu only needed one for herself, so she prepared two for Liu Ankang.
I prepared several salted duck eggs and pickles as side dishes.
The two of them ate with relish in the kitchen with pickles. The pickles were made by Aunt Yang. They were not very salty, but very crispy and a little spicy.
It is delicious eaten raw with porridge or fried.
It was not until after breakfast that Liu Ankang saw Song Jinxiu's trembling legs.
Hahahaha!!! Song Jinxiu felt that Liu Ankang was laughing wildly in his heart.
Because the corners of his mouth were almost stretched to the back of his head.
"Laugh if you want to, don't hold it back!" Song Jinxiu said.
Liu Ankang smiled for a while and then put away his smile. He squatted in front of Song Jinxiu and looked at her feet.
Then reach out your hand.
Song Jinxiu thought he wanted to give her a massage and was about to say no out of emotion.
Who knew that the naughty kid would poke his own foot with his finger.
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