Master is angry

Xin Changfeng got up early in the morning and found that the coach was strange today. Wang Sili first called Su Qinghen to the Chinese army's tent and carefully interrogated him. When Su Qinghen came out, his face changed, and he could see that he was faintly suppressing his anger.

Later, there were obviously many people staring at Su Qinghen's tent.

Xin Changfeng just quietly returned to his tent and secretly looked at the situation outside through a thin crack in the curtain.

After a while, Su Qinghen suddenly came out of the camp and looked much better. He walked to Xiao Yue's tent and walked in with a smile on his face, but a quarter of an hour later, he led Lin Yi out.

About a quarter of an hour later, bursts of laughter came from Su Qinghen's tent. He seems to get along well with Lin Yi.

After staying in his tent for a while, Xin Changfeng sorted it out a little and went to Su Qinghen's tent to check what was going on.

The personal soldiers outside Su Qinghen's account are particularly dedicated today. When they see Xin Changfeng, they should also stop them and inform them first. Xin Changfeng stood obediently outside the camp and waited for the spread. Soon, he was allowed to enter the account.

Xin Changfeng had no doubt about him and strode in. As soon as I entered, I saw Su Qinghen sitting at the table and teaching Lin Yi to write on his knees in front of him. Lin Yi smiled on a round and chubby little face, bowed his head and focused on learning.

After the last stroke, Su Qinghen let go of the brush and said, "Okay, write it yourself!"

Lin Yi was really serious beside himself, comparing with what Su Qinghen had just written, and wrote it again. Although he is young, he is much stronger than ordinary children because he usually practices martial arts, so he can hold the pen steadily and write decently. After writing over and over again, he looked at Su Qinghen: "Uncle, what do you think of what I wrote?"

Xin Changfeng also came over to watch the fun, and saw the two words "Xiao" on the paper, one was beautiful and chic, and the other could only be called smooth and natural.

Su Qinghen praised: "It's good, it's well written. Does Xiaoyi know what this word is? Although he was boasting, he guessed that the little guy would have written this word long ago. If it is the first time to learn to write this word, it should not be so proficient.

Lin Yi immediately laughed and said, "I know, this word is Xiao."

"Can you read such a complicated word?" Su Qinghen praised again, "It's really amazing."

Lin Yi was very proud: "Of course, is this my mother's surname!"

Su Qinghen pretends to be angry: "You can write and read this word, so when I teach you, you still pretend to learn it seriously. Are you deliberately wasting your time?"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Do I want my uncle to praise me for being smart and learning fast? But didn't I tell the truth just now?

"You bad boy" Su Qinghen seems to be excited, "I'm angry and won't teach you." With that, he really gently pushed Lin Yi away and stood up by himself.

Lin Yicai didn't believe that he would really be angry and said with a smile, "Uncle Su, I know you have a lot of adults and won't really be angry with me. Do you have something to discuss with Uncle Xin? Then I'll go back first."

"No, you can't go back," Su Qinghen said, "Your mother said that you have to learn at least ten words every day. You can only learn more than this number, not less than this number."

Lin Yi lowered his head to his fingers: "That uncle doesn't teach me... Do you want me to go back and let my mother teach me? If she knew that you didn't teach me because you were angry, I would be scolded by her.

Su Qinghen looked at Xin Changfeng, who had just come in, pulled him and pushed him to Lin Yi: "Let Uncle Xin teach you. Anyway, I'm angry with you and don't want to care about you. Let Uncle Xin help you."

Xin Changfeng was like a great enemy. He turned his head and looked at Su Qinghen and gritted his teeth in a low voice: "What are you doing? I know that my handwriting is hard to look good."

Su Qinghen whispered, "Just think of it as playing with children. Anyway, he is so small that he doesn't know how to distinguish between good and bad handwriting.

Xin Changfeng's face was black: "Su Qinghen, are you wrong? Do you like other people's wives and sons so much? And play with the children!!! Why don't you marry a wife, have a son, and hold him in your arms every day?

Su Qinghen said righteously, "Don't joke about this kind of thing!"

When Xin Changfeng was stunned, Su Qinghen had forcibly pressed his shoulder and asked him to kneel next to Lin Yi. Then he turned his head and looked at Lin Yi with a smile: "Well, I'll change a master for you. If you can learn five words from Uncle Xin, I won't be angry with you and continue to teach you.

Lin Yi wondered, "Are you really angry about such a big thing? I don't believe it. Uncle Su, you are not such a stingy person!"

I'm puzzled, but I dare not be disobedient, otherwise my mother will nag people. Nothing in the world is more terrible and annoying than his mother's nagging. Lin Yi decided to learn five words from Xin Changfeng. He looked at the letter Changfeng beside him flatteringly, and his big eyes smiled like a crescent moon: "How are you, Uncle Xin?" The fat little hand handed the brush to Xin Changfeng.

Xin Changfeng took it helplessly, and then glanced at Su Qinghen.

Su Qinghen came forward and said, "Well, let's start. I'm not afraid of being used by big and small materials. Let's just grind it for you."

Xin Changfeng whispered, "Qinghen, I'm looking for you for business."

"Teaching children to read is also a business. Let's talk about it later. Anyway, I guessed what you want to ask."

Xin Changfeng had no choice but to teach Lin Yi to write with a pen. After thinking hard for a long time, he cried with a dead face and said, "Xiaoyi, shall I teach you how to write your name first?"

Lin Yi said, "I would write my name when I was three years old."

"Then I will teach you how to write the word 'moon'!"

"I wrote it when I was three years and two months old."

Xin Changfeng thought for a moment and said, "What about your father's name?" His name has a lot of strokes. You can't write it so early, can you? Ha ha... ha ha."

"I wrote my father's name when I was four years old."

Xin Changfeng glanced at Su Qinghen beside him and suddenly had a bad idea in his heart. He smiled and said, "Well, let me teach you how to write Uncle Su's name!"

Lin Yi really clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I can't write the word 'mark'!"