213: You’ve learned everything!
In the minds of Yu Jiahui and Xu Ying, a man must be able to support a family before he can get married.
Otherwise, if you marry her and she becomes a lifeline for the family, wouldn’t that be a disaster for the whole family?
Therefore, the plan to get married can only be advanced after my second brother officially gets a job. For now, I can only give him a verbal promise.
How can they secretly prove their current strength?
This is a difficult problem.
Yu Xiaoye sat at his desk with his chin in his hand and thought for a long time, when he suddenly thought of another thing.
She hurriedly folded the letter she had written and returned the pen to Jia Song.
Jia Song looked at the letter in her hand and said:
"Would you like me to correct the typos and rewrite it for you? Otherwise, how will anyone understand your paper if it's full of typos and you send it back?"
Yu Xiaoye put the letter in his pocket:
"No, no, my typos are easy to understand. If you correct them later, people won't understand them."
“???”
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After dinner in the evening, it was still light outside and the red sun had just set.
Tonight, Hong Cheng also had dinner at their house.
As soon as he finished work, Yu Jiahui dragged Hong Cheng home and asked him to come over for dinner every night, as if it were tuition for the children.
Hong Cheng refused to come, but couldn't resist Yu Jiahui's pulling, so he had to give in.
That night, Xu Ying cooked sorghum rice soup, cornmeal pancakes, fried soybeans with shrimp paste, some pickled vegetables, and a small dish of stir-fried mushrooms that Yu Erye had picked that morning.
Because of Hong Cheng's arrival, three more salted duck eggs were cut.
For Hong Cheng, this was already a very sumptuous meal.
The food cooked at home tastes very different from the big pot meals in the cafeteria.
The food in the cafeteria can only fill your stomach, but the food at home is the real food, which is delicious and comfortable to eat.
The problem is that they don’t even have a kang table at home, so they have to eat on the kang every day, which is quite inconvenient.
After dinner, Widow Wang came with the siblings Xiaochuan and Xiaoyuan.
The class was held on the kang outside the two rooms where Yu Erye lived. Widow Wang found that their family didn't even have a kang table, which made it very inconvenient for the children to write, so she went home and moved her own kang table over.
Afterwards, Yu Erye, Yu Xiaoye, Qin Xiaochuan and Qin Xiaoyuan sat around the four sides of the kang table and began to study. A lantern was lit in the middle of the kang table, emitting warm light.
Yu Jiahui, Xu Ying, and Widow Wang also sat on the kang to keep them company.
There are so many people in the room, it's quite lively and warm.
After Hong Cheng finished taking care of the homework of the siblings Xiaochuan and Xiaoyuan, he began to check Yu Xiaoye's literacy level.
He gave Yu Xiaoye an elementary school Chinese textbook and asked him to read it. Yu Xiaoye read almost all of it, but he stuttered occasionally.
Hong Cheng was surprised:
"Xiao Ye is quite good, beyond my expectation. Did you learn these characters in the literacy class?"
Yu Xiaoye nodded proudly:
"Yes, Mr. Hong, I studied very hard in the literacy class. I know everything you taught me!"
"Not bad, not bad."
Yu Erye on the side looked at the little sister with envy. He really didn't know that the little sister knew so many words. However, when she was in her hometown, the little sister did go to literacy class almost every night.
It turns out that she wasn't there to join in the fun, she really was there to learn.
Yu Erye couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If he had gone to literacy classes a few more times, he might have known a lot of words by now and could have written letters to Cuihua by himself.
What a pity, I was just busy having fun.
After checking Yu Xiaoye, Hong Cheng assigned her a few difficult words to write, and then began to check Yu Erye.
Before checking Yu Erye, Yu Jiahui coughed dryly and reminded:
"Well, Mr. Hong, my son has no basic skills at all, so you should be mentally prepared."
Hong Cheng looked tolerant:
"It's okay—come on, second brother, take a look at this text. How many of them do you recognize?"
Yu Erye recalled the fear of being dominated by his homework book last night, and felt a chill in his heart.
He timidly took the Chinese textbook from Hong Cheng's hand, held it under the lamp, glanced at it twice, and then turned to look at Hong Cheng.
Hong Cheng raised his chin and motioned him to look at the textbook.
He looked at the textbook and then looked back at Hong Cheng.
Yu Jiahui watched Lao Er's actions from the side, and could not help but get angry and yelled:
"I told you to read the textbook, what are you looking at?"
This roar frightened the Xiaochuan brother and sister.
Hong Cheng hurriedly comforted:
"It's okay, Lao Yu, don't shout, let him read slowly—Second Brother, which words do you know in this text?"
Yu Erye moved his mouth, scratched his bald head and replied:
"I, I don't know any of them—"
"Tsk tsk——" Xiaochuan's brother and sister laughed so hard that they fell on the table on the kang.
Widow Wang quickly scolded in a low voice:
"Don't laugh! There's nothing funny!"
The brother and sister quickly covered their mouths, but continued to laugh.
Yu Erye had never thought that not knowing how to read was a big deal before, but now seeing the two children laughing at him, he felt very embarrassed and could not help but lower his head.
Yu Xiaoye couldn't bear to watch from the side, and whispered:
"Teacher Hong, my second brother really doesn't know a single word. He can't even write Arabic numerals smoothly."
Hong Cheng did not expect that Yu Erye's level would be so poor. During the day, Yu Jiahui said that his son was illiterate, and Hong Cheng thought he was deliberately being modest.
How illiterate can a grown man be?
Only now did I realize that he was truly a complete illiterate!
Hong Cheng put on a difficult smile:
"It's okay, let's start from scratch. Come, I'll teach you a few simple characters first, 人, 口. Come, see how I write them."
Hong Cheng wrote on Yu Erye's homework book:
The two characters "人" (person) and "口" (mouth) were asked to be copied by Yu Erye.
Yu Erye held the pencil as if he was holding a butcher knife to kill a pig, and exerted force again and again.
Because I used too much force, the pencil lead broke with a snap.
Xu Ying had no choice but to bring over a kitchen knife and angrily sharpened his pencil, while sharpening he raged:
"If you break that pencil again, I'll cut your neck with this kitchen knife!"
Yu Erye touched his cold neck, took the newly sharpened pencil tremblingly, and held it nervously in his hand. He didn't dare to use force anymore, but his hand couldn't help shaking as he wrote.
Hong Cheng was sitting nearby and saw sweat starting to form on Yu Erye's bald head, which shone brightly under the light. My God, he was writing with his life!
Those who know think he is writing, and those who don’t think he is swinging a sledgehammer!
Yu Erye swung the hammer for a long time and finally handed the two lines of words that looked like scribbles to Hong Cheng.
Hong Cheng looked at it and said with a forced smile:
"Isn't that good?"
Hearing the teacher's praise, Yu Erye finally smiled knowingly, and then he dared to lift up his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face.
Seeing him wiping his sweat, the Xiaochuan brother and sister couldn't help but chuckle.
This class lasted more than forty minutes.
At the end, Hong Cheng checked everyone's learning content, praised Yu Xiaoye, and praised the siblings Xiaochuan and Xiaoyuan.
When it was Yu Erye's turn, he was asked to write down the few words he had learned today in his homework book.
Yu Erye looked at the blank homework paper, his mind was blank.
What did he write just now?
“——”
This time it was Hong Cheng's turn to sweat.
Yu Jiahui could no longer hold back and kicked him with a shadowless kick:
"I've been busy for so long, but all I learned is useless!!"
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