Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

After the food is distributed to everyone, everyone takes it home to eat. You can eat whatever you want.

If you don't know how to do it, you can come to the tribe canteen and ask the tribesmen for advice. This is a task assigned to the tribesmen by Ye Sang, and they will usually teach you.

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Thinking that her brother was in class today, Zhi specially made a pot of cabbage stew. It was fragrant and smelled delicious: "Tu, how are you studying?"

Tu Tu ate the rice cooked by Zhi and replied: "The young wizard taught it very well. I understand everything. If you don't understand, you can ask. I will go to the classroom to learn my homework later."

Zhi asked curiously: "What is the homework?"

Tuya didn't quite understand the explanation, but he still tried his best to say: "It's just practice. The young wizard asked us to write down what we learned and keep it in our minds."

Zhi half-understood: "Then write well and do better than others, so that the young wizard will like you more."

It turns out that involution has already begun in the wilderness.

Tu nodded: "Sister, I understand."

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Ye Sang took his three children to the tribe canteen to eat. They were all studying and could not cook by themselves.

Ye Sang mentioned this in advance, so the tribe canteen prepared meals for them in advance, one for each person, four in total.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, people from the tribe’s canteen also helped feed Ye Sang, which was really a great help to Ye Sang.

Tonight we had carrot stew and tomato and egg soup. Ye Sang put the rice bowl in front of Yun'er: "Yun'er, can you eat it by yourself, or should I feed you?"

"I'll eat it by myself, and sister will eat it by herself." Yun'er took the spoon and started eating by herself.

Ye Sang smiled: "What a good boy."

After a while, Tancang and Ya came over together, and Tancang said, "Is there any food left? My family hasn't prepared enough. We have to do our homework later, and it's too late."

Lin smiled and replied: "Yes, you do it and I will get it for you."

As soon as Tancang and Ya finished eating, several children from class came over and said that they wanted to eat, but the family had not prepared enough food, which would delay their evening self-study.

Lin is a good old man, with a good temper and a good personality. He doesn't feel annoyed.

After a few people finished eating, half an hour passed. After resting for ten minutes, they went to the classroom together.

Ye Sang took the children to the classroom, and the children did their homework. She sat at the desk, read her book, studied what she should learn, and prepared lessons after studying, busy.

After studying, Ye Sang, Tancang, Ya and others lit the lanterns together and hung them on the ceiling of the classroom.

Many lanterns were lit, and the classroom was bright.

Ye Sang was worried that the children's eyes would be hurt, so he also placed a small lantern on their table, which was on everyone's table.

The paper of the lantern is a special kind of paper that Ye Sang bought from the mall. The paper has a brightening effect and can also make the environment brighter.

There was light, and soon there was a rustling sound in the classroom. Ye Sang raised his head and looked around. He was already doing homework.

Even Yun'er was writing, but she wasn't very good at it. The drawings on the paper were messy. Hua supported her handwriting in the back, which made her feel better.

Ye Sang finished her business and then took out a new notebook. She was going to write a diary from today on.

She wrote today's story first, and then added up the previous ones, starting from the first day she came to the wilderness.

Counting the days, it has been almost ten months since she came to the wilderness, and it will be almost a year soon.

There have been huge changes in the past ten months, and she is getting closer and closer to living a civilized life. Ye Sang showed a slight smile and secretly encouraged her to keep working hard as long as she was alive.

Halfway through writing in the diary, eight o'clock arrived.

Ye Sang was prompted by the mall, raised his head and said to everyone: "It's time for evening self-study, everyone can go home after class." The children were still children, and some who couldn't sit still ran out of the classroom and went home to sleep.

I didn't do anything, but I felt so tired.

Ye Sang stayed there and continued writing in his diary.

In addition to him, there are still some clan members left, such as Yucang and other older people, who are still flipping through the textbooks and reading silently.

Yun'er suddenly ran towards Ye Sang with a piece of paper: "Sister, how do you write my name?"

Ye Sang put Yun'er on his lap, held her little hand, and taught her to write her name: "This character reads "yun" and it is your name."

Yun'er tilted her head and asked the doctor: "But didn't sister call me Yun'er? Where's my son?"

Ye Sang was amused: "Er is written like this..." She held the little girl's hand and wrote the word "Er" behind "Yun", "Put these two together to read Yun'er."

"Oh." Yun'er read it to herself, "This is '2', right?"

Ye Sang nodded: "Yes, this is '2'. The separate 'yun' and the separate 'er' are both '1'."

Yun'er understood: "Sister, I understand. Let me go down and I'll write my name."

"Go." Ye Sang put Yun'er on the ground. Yun'er returned to her seat with the paper, sat on the small stool, and began to write her name.

Hua looked at Yun'er's handwriting: "Yun'er's writing is quite good. If you write these better, I will definitely praise you."

"Really?" Yun'er raised her face and looked at the flowers.

"Yes, I promise." Hua said firmly.

Yun'er blinked, and then said: "Then I will write again, write better, and let sister praise me."

Hua smiled and said, "Then write carefully. This paper is precious, don't waste it."

"I know." Yun'er nodded obediently.

It was nine o'clock in the blink of an eye. Ye Sang stretched, he was so tired: "Xi, Hua, Yun'er, go take a bath and go to bed."

"Yeah," the children replied.

Ye Sang packed up his things and walked towards the warehouse: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Gan Cang gently shook Ye Sang's hand, he had been waiting for this moment all day: "Let's go, I'll wait for you."

Ye Sang let Gan Cang hold her hand and asked with concern: "Did you understand what I said today?"

Tan Cang nodded: "I understand. If you don't understand, I will ask you."

Ye Sang took the paper on which Qiangcang was writing and looked at it from beginning to end. It seemed that the writing was correct, but he still felt it was awkward: "Write this word again and show it to me."

Tangcang was puzzled, but he wrote it again.

After reading what he wrote, Ye Sang understood why it was awkward.

When we write, we pay attention to a certain order and strokes. Even if the words are ugly, they will not be awkward. When Yu Cang writes, the words are pieced together, just like taking the words apart and then putting them back together randomly, so don't be awkward. of.

Ye Sang: "Tangcang, there is a certain order in the strokes of writing. I will write it for you to see. Then write like me in the future."

Tan Cang watched carefully.

Ye Sang wrote Gancang's name: "Did you see it clearly?"

Tangcang recalled the order of strokes: "I'll try..."