Chapter 0014 Bloodline Suppression from Ancient Times to the Stars (Welcome all Taoist friends to explore the new world together
Our little anchor is also innocent. How could she know that her parents would tell secrets in the room?
[The key point is, this secret was figured out by the little ancestor himself, hahahaha...]
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When Yi Zhongxiang saw the appearance of his little girl clearly, he didn't bother to say anything more to his wife. He gave her a wink, turned around, walked to his daughter, picked her up and walked out.
She also asked gently: "Little sister, are you here to call mom and dad for dinner?"
Yi Rongkun forgot his momentary uneasiness when he was picked up by his father and nodded: "Yeah, everyone is back. I didn't see mom and dad, so I came to call them."
Dinner was very simple. It was just a porridge of coarse rice and flour. A small amount of rice was added to the porridge. It tasted average and was not very filling.
But this is the daily life of rural people nowadays.
If we hadn't just harvested rice and the family wasn't short of it for the time being, we wouldn't have added rice to the porridge.
The dish is that the whole family just has a bowl of pickled vegetables, which tastes much better when drunk with the porridge.
Because we had peanuts from the production team at home, it was not convenient to bring our own peanuts home to cook, for fear of being seen and unable to explain.
But even such a simple meal is envied by interstellar audiences.
I really want to taste this delicious food myself.
Unfortunately, they have no channels to obtain it.
No, there are channels but no one pays attention to them.
After dinner, sister-in-law Mou Decong cleaned up the dishes and went to wash them, while Yi Rongying and Yi Rongqi got ready to do their homework.
Seeing this, Yi Rongkun quickly got down from the stool and ran into the room.
Yi Zhongxiang and his wife hurried over.
The child opened the mosquito net on their bed, picked up the bag with her picture on it, unzipped it with a "whoosh", and took out two small notebooks and a pen from it.
"Little sister, what are you going to do?"
Yi Zhongxiang hurried forward and saw that the cute bag was filled with books, notebooks, and a long box.
They knew it was a type of schoolbag, but they still wanted to hear the little girl say it herself.
Yi Rongkun answered seriously, "Dad, the teacher asked me to do my homework. I won't be punished by having my hands slapped in the next class if I finish it."
"No, I need to finish writing quickly."
The child, holding two small notebooks, came back to the dining table in the main hall, climbed onto the stool with great effort, and found that he could only write by kneeling on the stool.
But her knees hurt when she knelt like this. She hesitated for a moment, then got down from the top again and pulled a small stool over to place next to the high stool.
Put the notebook on the high stool and sit on the small stool, it will be just right.
Yi Ronghua and Yi Rongquan, who had just returned from washing up in the pond outside, saw this and came forward curiously, only to see their little sister writing pinyin in an extremely serious manner.
The little hand used so much force that it almost tore the homework book.
The key point is, when did their little sister learn all these?
Yi Ronghua watched for a while, then came to Yi Rongying and asked softly, "Rongying, have you taught my little sister how to read?"
"No."
Yi Rongying was stunned by her brother's question, "Brother, why do you ask that?"
"Is that from their culture and education?"
Yi Rongquan also spoke curiously, his eyes falling on his third brother next to him.
“I didn’t teach you either.”
When Yi Rongqi heard his second brother mention him, he looked up at him blankly, "Second brother, my little sister is still so young, how can I have the patience to teach her?"
When the two brothers heard what they said, they looked at each other and winked at the two of them, asking Rongying and Rongqi to look at what their younger sister was doing.
At this time, Shichun and Seta came in from outside. Seeing their aunt writing, they couldn't help but come forward out of curiosity.
Yi Shichun: "Aunt, what are you writing?"
"Auntie, write."
After all, Yi Shitian is still young, and some of his words are not very clear.
The brother and sister stood on either side of Yi Rongkun, and they felt it was magical to see the pinyin appear from her pen tip one by one.
Yi Rongkun said without even looking up: "I'm writing in pinyin. We can spell out everything we say in pinyin."
As she spoke, she had finished writing one pinyin and was preparing to write the next one.
Seeing this, Yi Rongqi put down his pen, squatted in front of the little sister, looked at the pinyin that the little sister wrote more beautifully than his own, and asked in a low voice: "Little sister, who taught you this?"
"ah?"
Yi Rongkun looked up at him and said, "The teacher taught you. Didn't the teacher teach you how to write, Third Brother?"
"No, Third Brother is asking you, who is your teacher?"
Yi Rongqi was a little mad as he listened to his little sister's unclear words as usual, "Why do you write better than me?"
"Is that even a question?"
Yi Zhongxiang and his wife came out after tidying up the bedding. They happened to hear their youngest son asking their daughter something. He replied with disdain, "Of course my younger sister is more serious in class than you."
"As a brother, you have the nerve to ask this to your little sister. I am embarrassed to listen."
Yi Zhongxiang stepped forward, picked up his youngest son by the collar and threw him aside, "Don't disturb your little sister's studies, hurry up and do your homework."
"Don't let me beat you with the sole of my shoe."
【Hahahaha… I finally saw the real-life version of our ancestors teaching their children.】
【It's... so real.】
[We, the descendants of the dragon, cannot escape this bloodline suppression no matter how many years have passed. Hahahaha...]
[Yes, yes, yes, old ancestor, please help keep an eye on Qiwen Zuzu and don't let him affect the anchor ancestor's studies.]
[Of course, only when the little ancestor learns more can he interact with us, right?]
[That's the reason.]
"Have you finished your homework? Just go watch your little sister do it."
Seeing his youngest son's face full of dissatisfaction, Yi Zhongxiang knocked him on the head with his backhand, "Write carefully, don't lead the younger one astray."
"knew."
Yi Rongqi agreed silently and sat back at the dining table to do his homework.
Yi Zhongxiang looked at his sons and second daughter and said seriously, "Next time someone asks about my little sister's literacy, just say Rongying taught her. Do you understand?"
The sons and daughters looked at each other for a moment, then realized what was happening and nodded, "I understand."
Yes, it’s really scary that my little sister can suddenly read and write.
If there is no source, it will be easy for people with ulterior motives to find fault with them and stir up trouble.
"Qiwen, you are not allowed to talk nonsense outside, understand?"
After giving instructions to the three older ones, Yi Zhongxiang warned his youngest son, fearing that he might be careless and talk nonsense outside.
Yi Rongqi looked at his father with an unhappy face: "Dad, do you think your son, I, am stupid?"
"Who knows?"
Yi Zhongxiang's eyes were full of disdain, "Who's eight or nine years old and still lets your mother carry them to work?"
"What older brother would want to fight with his younger sister for his mother's back?"
Yi Rongqi: "...I was young at that time and didn't understand much."
"I don't ask my mother to carry me on her back anymore."
"Humph, it's your mom who spoiled you. If you want me, I'll give you a couple of spanks on your butt. See if you dare to make any more noise."
Whenever he talked about this, Yi Zhongxiang's face was full of disgust.
When he saw his wife coming out of the room, he couldn't help but say to her, "Don't you know your own physical condition? And you let this kid make trouble."
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