Concubine Shizi, she convinces people with cubs

Chapter 76 Want to hit someone

Mrs. Zhao sighed heavily, "From today on, practice calligraphy for me! But I guess, even if you practice for two years, you will still be ugly!"

Mrs. Zhao thought of Luo Wanshu's second brother, and sighed heavily: "I read your second brother's copybook two years ago, and it was amazing and brilliant, and he was quite like everyone. He is also a child of the Luo family, why do you have a little bit with your second brother?" Nothing like it?"

Luo Wanshu didn't like to read and write in the first place. Mr. Zhao not only belittled her every day, but also belittled her. Now he dragged out her nerdy second brother to compare with her. She didn't like to listen to it.

Just as she was considering whether to lift the table and not serve Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao walked over to the little milk boy again.

He pointed to his pen: "Look, even the most basic pen-holding posture is not correct. This word...why is it missing arms and legs?"

Luo Wanshu thought to herself, for such a young child, it would be good to be able to write, isn't it normal to be missing arms and legs?
Who knows, the little milk baby said confidently: "The baby has learned these words, and they are not wrong!"

"Let your mother see if you made a mistake!"

Luo Wanshu went over to take a look, and her first reaction was that the child's handwriting was better than hers, and when she looked at the words carefully, it was a few strokes shorter than hers, which looked much simpler.

Mrs. Zhao wanted to scold again, but Luo Wanshu couldn't help it anymore, and said coldly: "Isn't it normal for such a young child to not be able to write? If he is born to be good at it, why do you need him as a teacher?"

Mrs. Zhao, who was stunned by the scolding, didn't realize what to say for a while, Luo Wanshu looked away, and said to the little milk baby in a warm voice: "Baby, I should have written these words like this."

"Look, baby..." Approaching with a milky body, he stared at the words written by her, and nodded, "It turns out that Mother wrote traditional Chinese characters!"

"What are traditional characters?" Luo Wanshu and Mrs. Zhao were both stunned.

"Baby's writing is simplified from traditional Chinese characters."

After his reminder, Luo Wanshu really saw something.It's a pity that Mrs. Zhao didn't listen to the little milk baby at all: "What traditional and simplified characters, you just wrote it wrong."

Luo Wanshu secretly rolled her eyes, and said to the little baby: "Don't listen to him, your writing may be correct, but we all use the traditional Chinese characters you speak."

It was obviously Luo Wanshu's rhetoric that made the little milk baby more acceptable, and he said obediently: "Baby understands! From now on, babies will write mother's words!"

Luo Wanshu corrected the posture of holding the pen again. The little milk baby studied very hard, but it seemed that she was not used to writing brush characters, and her handwriting was crooked.

Mrs. Zhao showed an expression of "as expected", and he didn't shy away from Luo Wanshu, "What kind of mother is there, there is what kind of son."

Luo Wanshu put down her pen, and looked at Mrs. Zhao's bark-like face, and felt itchy hands.

Since she was a child, she has been talked about a lot, and she has long since stopped caring. She hears Mr. Zhao's words, but she can't bear Mr. Zhao beating the little milk baby like this.

She is not willing to say a serious word to him, what kind of thing is this dignified wife?
When Luo Wanshu was thinking about beating someone, the little milk boy held her pen and responded crisply to her master: "Everyone says so! Baby has inherited her mother's beauty and wisdom!"

Mrs. Zhao: "..." She is beautiful, but at such a young age, Miss Luo looks like a foxy girl, which is really not his favorite appearance.

(End of this chapter)