MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 219 Little stones are little men

Chapter 219 The little stone is a little man

　　Shaking her head, she signaled that she shouldn’t think too much, and that she would just try her best to do what she should and could do.

In the afternoon, the winter sun was warm. Yun Qinghuan was tired from writing, so he planned to go out for a walk.

 Taking a walk to relax, she went to a place where the children loved to play.

 She saw the little stone again. After so long, the child was still wearing the same clothes she had seen last time that were too small to keep out the cold.

 Only this time, Xiao Shitou's thin body carried a basket that was almost as tall as him. There were a lot of things in the basket, including firewood and mountain goods.

The backpack was probably too heavy, weighing him down.

But the man still didn't walk aside. Instead, he kept looking at An An, who was squatting on the ground in front of him and writing something on the ground with a branch.

He looked at it very seriously. After two or three minutes, Xiao Shitou probably felt that the backpack was too heavy, so he stumbled and loosened the backpack from his back and placed it on the ground next to him. He also found a branch and silently looked at it. He was gesticulating on the ground and mumbling, "An, the word is An."

Yun Qinghuan breathed gently, walked forward with gentle steps, and saw a crooked word written on the ground. It looked like "Ann", but there was a dot missing.

Probably because he felt that his writing was not very good, Xiao Shitou erased the words he had written and started writing again carefully, stroke by stroke. However, he was still not satisfied after writing several words in a row. He frowned tightly and continued to write tirelessly. again and again.

 Children in rural areas actually start school very early. Many children are sent to primary school at the age of five because the adults at home are too busy and do not want to take time to look after the children.

Besides, go to school early. Elementary school lasts only five years, and junior high school in this era only lasts two years. After elementary school and junior high school, it lasts seven years in total. If you can't pass the high school or your family won't let you continue, you can just help the adults in the village. Earn work points for farm work.

 The age of twelve or thirteen happens to be when one is relatively strong and is also a good hand at work.

 Therefore, there are very few boys as big as Xiao Shitou in rural areas who have not gone to school.

Yun Qinghuan looked at it for a while and whispered, "There is a dot you forgot to add."

The sudden noise made Xiao Shitou startled. He quickly raised his head and saw Yun Qinghuan subconsciously taking a step back. He retreated too quickly and sat down on the ground.

Yun Qinghuan was a little apologetic, but she didn't mind being dirty and stretched out her hand to hold him, "Sorry, did I scare you?"

Little Shitou pursed his lips and shook his head, but did not pass his hand over.

Yun Qinghuan didn't care. He squatted down, took a branch, and wrote on the ground one stroke at a time. The word "安" was upright, as beautiful as the words printed on a book.

Xiao Shitou looked at it, his face flushed.

He lowered his head to look at his handwriting. It was crooked and missing strokes, as if it were crawling on an insect.

Yun Qinghuan could see his discomfort and praised, "Is this your first time writing? Your writing is great. My aunt's first time writing is not as good as your writing."

 “Really?” Xiao Shitou’s eyes suddenly lit up, implying expectation.

Yun Qinghuan nodded, "Of course it's true."

Little Shitou was happy, grinning with joy and a sincere smile.

The movement here attracted An An, who was teaching his friend how to write. An An stood up happily and stopped writing. She ran over and hugged Yun Qinghuan's thigh, "Mom, why are you here?"

Yun Qinghuan took out some paper from his pocket, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile, "I'm tired from staying at home, so I came out for a walk."

"What are you doing?"

Some people were curious and looked over there on the ground. There were words on the ground, which were his names. The little guy raised his head very proudly and said, "Mom, I taught them to write my name, and I also taught them to write their own names."

An'an is still too young and has weak hand strength, so the handwriting is not very beautiful, but it is more neat. He really wrote his own name, and some other names.

Now the child has learned to write the names of his family members, and also learned to write some words that are often used in daily life. The names are written decently.

Yun Qinghuan praised him, "An An is so awesome! I need to learn more Braille so that I can teach more next time."

 The little guy nodded seriously.

The teaching environment in the village is not very good. The teacher is from the brigade. He is said to have graduated from high school, but he can't even understand what the junior high school textbook explains. In the current environment, the villagers don't pay attention to the children's learning. They feel that someone will take care of the children when they are sent to school. Just know how to read and don't become illiterate in the future.

 But there will be no more.

Because the college entrance examination has been cancelled, ordinary people can only go to high school until graduation. After that, they have no connections or connections. Why don’t they have to go home and farm?

Since you are destined to farm, there is no need to go to school so much. Just being able to read and write is enough.

Even in this era, the village schools would give children a holiday when the farming season comes and let them go back to help their families work.

 In the eyes of rural people, the crops in the field are heavier than the sky.

Next to him, Xiao Shitou looked enviously at An An, who was held in Yun Qinghuan's arms. He also wanted to have his mother hold him like this. Unfortunately, since he could remember, he had never been held by his mother, only a few times. The memory of her mother is that she ran out in a hurry, took out the food she had hidden in her arms, stuffed it into him without daring to stay too long, and then left quickly.

 I'm afraid that someone might see me and gossip behind my back, and my mother will be beaten when she returns to her husband's house.

Now, he doesn’t even have that little bit of maternal love anymore.

Little Shitou looked gloomy, lowered his head, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Yun Qinghuan noticed his expression, patted his son on the back and asked him to stand beside her. Then he walked towards Xiao Shitou and said softly, "Your name is Xiao Shitou, right?"

Little Shitou's eyes widened in surprise, and he raised his head to look at her, "Aunt, aunt, do you know me?!"

Yun Qing smiled and nodded, "Of course I know. Auntie, I heard from others that you can support a family at a young age. Xiao Shitou is a little man!"

 He also gave him a thumbs up.

Xiao Shitou blushed at the praise, pursed his lips and smiled, then went to scratch his hair, "Auntie, Auntie, I, I'm not that powerful."

　　I am so shy that I stutter when I speak.

Yun Qinghuan smiled brightly, as if she didn't notice his shyness, and continued, "Auntie, I see that you like writing very much. Would you like to go to Auntie's place for half an hour every morning? Auntie happens to be quite free at noon, so I will teach you how to write. A few words, if things go on like this, I will probably be able to recognize a lot of them."

“Huh?” The shy little guy was stunned. He looked up at her and opened his mouth wide.

Yun Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, with a teasing look in his eyes, pretending to be disappointed, "What? Don't you want it, Little Stone? Forget it if you don't want to, just go back with the basket on your back quickly, don't wait for it to get dark, the road will be difficult to walk by then. .”

Seeing her turning around to leave, Xiao Shitou became anxious and said hurriedly, "Auntie, I am willing!"

Super loudly, as if he was afraid that she would regret it.

 (End of this chapter)