The little girl wrote more than twenty characters crookedly according to the calligraphy model, and her arms became sore from exhaustion.
The little dumpling put down the calligraphy brush and rubbed its little hands.
This punishment of copying is no fun at all.
The little dumpling looked at Mu Yanxiu, then she flung her hands away and lay down on the table to fall fast asleep.
The little dumpling looked at the sleeping Mu Yanxiu and an idea suddenly came to mind.
She approached Mu Yanxiu with a mischievous grin, holding a calligraphy brush, and began to draw on her face.
Soon, six whiskers were drawn on either side of Mu Yanxiu's nose.
The little dumpling giggled.
Mu Yanxiu felt an itch on her face, and when she woke up, she saw the little dumpling smiling at her.
"What are you laughing at?" Mu Yanxiu asked.
The little dumpling picked up the brush and drew a picture on Mu Yanxiu's nose.
"Little niece, I'm drawing a kitten for you."
Mu Yanxiu yelled and rushed to the mirror.
Mu Yanxiu's face had been painted with a mustache and a cat nose, making him look rather funny.
Mu Yanxiu laughed as well, and then ran to the little dumpling.
"Hurry up and finish drawing, and remember to make it look nice."
The little dumpling drew two cat ears on her forehead and made her eyes bigger.
The little dumpling handed the calligraphy brush to Mu Yanxiu.
"I've finished drawing. Now it's your turn to draw me a little bunny."
Mu Yanxiu nodded and began to draw the little dumpling in the shape of a rabbit.
A rabbit and a cat stood in front of the mirror, both looking at their faces with satisfaction.
She kept giggling.
Mu Yanxiu suddenly remembered something and said to the little dumpling:
“My sister is reading next door, why don’t we draw one for her too?”
The little girl remembered Mu Yanming. She was a bit older than them and always had a book in her hand, like a wooden doll that never laughed or cried.
The little boy picked up a calligraphy brush and said, "Let's go, let's draw one for my niece too."
The two little ones then ran out, each holding a calligraphy brush in one hand and their skirts in the other.
Mu Yanming was reading "Zuo Zhuan" when he suddenly heard someone barge in.
She put down her book in confusion, and when she saw who was in front of her, she was so frightened that she jumped up from her chair.
Mu Yanming pointed at the little dumpling and Mu Yanxiu, and asked in a trembling voice:
"What happened to your faces?!"
The two little ones had their faces painted messily, but you could vaguely make out that one was a cat and the other a rabbit.
The little dumpling and Mu Yanxiu exchanged a glance, and then immediately stepped forward.
Mu Yanxiu pulled Mu Yanming down to sit, holding her hand to prevent her from moving.
Mu Yanxiu: "Little aunt, draw quickly."
The little dumpling picked up the pen and shoved it at Mu Yanming's face.
Mu Yanming then realized what the two little ones wanted to do; they also wanted to draw her face like that.
"This is truly an insult to scholarship! An insult to scholarship!"
Mu Yanming was shocked and quickly dodged away.
"Don't you want to draw, niece?" the little dumpling asked, stopping her pen.
Mu Yanxiu jumped up and shouted, "Sister, just give in to us! Look how beautiful we are now!"
nice?
Mu Yanming's face was extremely sour. "We adults don't play with the things that you kids play with."
Mu Yanming would absolutely not do that; otherwise, if others saw it, where would her authority be?!
Little Dumpling and Mu Yanxiu had no choice but to give up.
Little dumpling: "It seems my niece doesn't like it."
Mu Yanxiu: "It's okay, anyway, my sister is an old-fashioned person who only likes to read books."
The little dumpling grabbed Mu Yanxiu's hand: "Then let's go draw for Qiuqiu!"
Qiuqiu: ? ? Are you guys being polite?
Qiuqiu followed Xiaotuanzi closely, watching the show from the sidelines.
Unexpectedly, disaster struck him suddenly.
The ball, covered in fur, took off and disappeared.
Just as Xiao Tuanzi and Mu Yanxiu were about to give chase, they were grabbed by the back of their necks.
Mu Yanming pulled the two of them to sit down at the desk, and said in the manner of an old gentleman:
"Mu Yanxiu, hurry up and write the Thousand Character Classic ten times."
"Little aunt, I will teach you the first ten characters of the Thousand Character Classic today."
With Mu Yanming keeping them in check, the two little ones finally sat down obediently and started reading and writing.
Mu Yanming soon discovered that the little dumpling's memory far surpassed that of his peers.
Originally, Mu Yanming only planned to teach Xiao Tuanzi to recognize ten characters, but after reading the Thousand Character Classic with her once, Xiao Tuanzi actually remembered them all.
"The universe was in its primordial chaos..." The little dumpling pointed to each word on the book with her finger and read it aloud to Mu Yanming in its entirety.
After reading it, the little dumpling shook Mu Yanming's arm and said:
"My dear niece, did I read everything correctly?"
Mu Yanming nodded blankly, feeling both surprised and delighted.
It seems the Mu family has produced a little genius.
Mu Yanxiu copied the words on the side, wiping away tears as she did so.
Mu Yanxiu swore that she would never dare to cause trouble again; writing was just too tiring.
Even as he went to sleep at night, the little dumpling was still muttering about the vast universe.
Mu Ting was listening to her recite the Thousand Character Classic when he covered her with a blanket.
"Did Mu Yanming teach you the Thousand Character Classic?" Mu Tingzheng asked.
The little dumpling nodded, "Daddy, reading is fun, but writing isn't fun."
The little dumpling stretched out its tiny hand for Mu Ting to see.
"Daddy, my hands hurt when I write."
"Can I just read books and not write?"
Mu Ting was gently rubbing the little dumpling's hand, amused by her words.
"No, there's no such thing as someone who only reads books but doesn't write."
The little dumpling sighed; it seemed her hands were in for a rough time.
After blowing out the candles, Mu Ting left the house.
Qiuqiu, who had been hiding all day, is only now coming back.
Qiuqiu jumped onto the little dumpling's bed and licked her hand with her tongue.
"Little master, little master."
The little dumpling had just closed her eyes to go to sleep when Qiuqiu woke her up. She patted Qiuqiu's head and said:
"Qiuqiu, go to sleep. I've been reading all day and I'm so tired."
Qiuqiu shook its head. "No, little master, get up quickly. I'll teach you about acupoints."
"Acupoints? What are those?" the little dumpling asked, yawning.
"These are acupoints all over the body, and each acupoint has a different location and function."
The little dumpling pulled up the blanket, "Then we'll learn again tomorrow."
Qiuqiu used its teeth to pull back the blanket and kept rubbing against the little dumpling.
"Little master, learn quickly, and you can save your grandmother."
Upon hearing that it could save her grandmother, the little dumpling sat up abruptly in bed.
She held the ball in her palm and asked, "Can learning this really save Grandma?"
Qiuqiu: "Of course, I awakened your divine eyes of diagnosis so that you could save people."
Ever since Little Dumpling met Ball Ball on the mountain, he has been able to see the sick parts of people's bodies through their flesh.
The little dumpling now realizes that this ability is called the "Divine Eye for Diagnosis."
“Then I’ll learn from you now.” The little dumpling sat cross-legged.
Qiuqiu told the little dumpling to close her eyes and led her consciousness into the Hundred Healers Pavilion.
The Hundred Doctors Pavilion is a large library with rows of towering bookshelves containing medical works by representatives of various dynasties and medical schools.
The little dumpling and the ball looked exceptionally small standing inside the Hundred Doctors Pavilion.
In front of the little dumpling, there was a wooden doll lying there, its body covered in black dots, and next to the dots, a few words were written.
Qiuqiu explained, "Little dumpling, these black dots are acupoints on the body, and the names of the acupoints are next to them."
The little dumpling nodded. After learning the Thousand Character Classic today, she could already understand many acupoint names, except for a few rare characters that she didn't recognize yet.
"Today we'll start by learning about the acupoints on the head."
Qiuqiu pointed to a spot on the top of the puppet's head with its paw and said:
"This is Baihui acupoint, where the body's yang energy converges. If a patient has a headache or dizziness, acupuncture can be performed here."
"As for acupuncture, I will teach you after we have identified the acupoints."
The little dumpling thought of her grandmother on the bed and began to imitate her with a serious expression.
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