Peerless pastoral little green plum

Chapter 113
When approaching the village entrance, Pei Baoshan suddenly stopped Yao Huahua: "Hua'er, I have a suggestion, I wonder if you would like to listen to it."

Yao Huahua turned her head to look at Pei Baoshan, and only said "hmm".

Nature is willing to listen.

Pei Baoshan didn't say much all the way, as if he had been thinking about something, and now after careful consideration, he could finally speak out: "When I was in the barracks, I heard a story about the current Ninth Prince. The Ninth Prince is ten years old this year. Eighth, his situation is the same as yours. He also had trouble speaking when he was a child, but since he learned to read, his master let him read every day. Strange to say, after reading every day, his speech became more and more fluent. It is said that he can speak eloquently now."

After hearing this, Yao Huahua couldn't help but brighten up: "Then...shall I try?"

"You can read your storybook, or you can borrow your brother's book to read. In short, it's enough to speak often. I heard from my friends that the Ninth Prince's speech is not good because he spoke late when he was a child, and the people in the palace are complicated. He often doesn't dare to speak after being laughed at."

Yao Huahua suddenly realized. Looking back on her growth process, she remembered that she only spoke at the age of four, and later she was called a "dumb girl". She didn't like to speak in front of people, which made her speech difficult.

Is this a psychological effect?

Pei Baoshan said again: "When you speak in the future, try not to care about what others think of you, treat the people in front of you as flowers and trees, and speak without pressure,"

Pei Baoshan seemed to trust her very much, as if she would definitely be able to speak.

"En," Yao Huahua thought that she might stop stuttering in the future, and she also looked forward to it. She was grateful for Pei Baoshan's reminder, so she couldn't help smiling gratefully at him.

The smile was warm and innocent, just like the way she smiled at him when she was a child.

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At night, Yao Huahua was reading alone in her boudoir.

While watching, she suddenly thought of Pei Baoshan's confession, so she put the book closer to the oil lamp.

However, looking at the words in the book, she couldn't speak for a while.

For so many years, she has never read a book, and apart from humming fluently, other places that require the use of language are simply a mess.

She worries that she won't even be able to read fluently.

It seems that he really cares too much and is under pressure, so he can't do one thing well.

She thought of the story of the Ninth Prince again, maybe she could be like him?

She closed her eyes, took two deep breaths, and opened her eyes to look at the book until she felt that she had discarded all the distracting thoughts in her brain.

Yao Huahua began to read: "If it weren't for the red lining and the soft fragrance, how could Bu Xiangchen look shallow. Don't mention the corners of the eyes to be merciful, then these footsteps will tell the story..."

Yao Huahua focused on reading, and read every word and sentence fluently, until she finished reading the whole chapter of the story, she found that she was not stuck at all, and she read very fluently.

On the yellowed paper, the words seemed to have aura, but if they passed her eyes, they could be read smoothly from her mouth.

There was a surge of turmoil in her heart, as if she had entered another realm, she could roam unimpeded in the world of words.

She went on to read the next chapter until the lamp oil was burned out, and then she reluctantly went back to bed to sleep.

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(End of this chapter)