Popular peasant wife: mountain man lacks training

Chapter 267 Actually I Don't Mind
"Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't have blocked your sight and misunderstood you, can you eat obediently now?
Or, if you want me to feed you, I don't really mind. "

Lu Nanchuan laughed lowly, he didn't feel that he would irritate Geng Sang at all, and he looked at Geng Sang with more aggressive eyes, which really showed that he really didn't mind.

Geng Sang wolfed down a few mouthfuls of rice, and used his actions to show Lu Nanchuan that he could eat by himself without his "kind" help.

"Eat slowly, I won't fight with you."

After Lu Nanchuan finished speaking, he went to the kitchen to serve Geng Sang a bowl of egg drop soup and put it in front of Geng Sang, comforting him, it seems that he just scared her.

Some things need to be taken slowly, there is no need to rush, Lu Nanchuan is preparing himself mentally, stop teasing Geng Sang, let her live in peace, let's finish this meal.

After lunch, Lu Nanchuan laid out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He was practicing calligraphy first. He hadn't taken a brush seriously for a long time. He was quite uncomfortable when he first started writing.

Speaking of calligraphy, Lu Nanchuan felt that he really had to thank himself for the whim. When the freshman year started, there were many clubs recruiting new activities. At that time, he signed up for the calligraphy club when he came first and had nothing to do.

Fortunately, I reported to the calligraphy club at that time, otherwise, in this time and space, I would not even know how to write with a pen, it would be too miserable, not to mention that I said that I would teach Sangsang how to read, if I couldn't write well, I would How to teach Sangsang?

After earnestly practicing more than ten sheets of paper, Lu Nanchuan finally regained the feeling of writing with a brush, and the written characters became more and more neat, and Lu Nanchuan was barely satisfied.

"Sangsang, can you hold a pen? I'll teach you this first."

Lu Nanchuan called Geng Sang, who was sewing clothes in the room, to come over, handed the brush to her, and taught her how to hold the brush.

"Lu Nanchuan, you are too close to me."

Lu Nanchuan stood behind Geng Sang, holding Geng Sang's hand with one hand to adjust her posture of holding the pen, so that Geng wrapped Geng Sang's whole body in his arms, and unconsciously became ambiguous.

"Sangsang, be more serious, now I am teaching you how to write.

When you hold the pen, you should pay attention to it. There should be enough space in the palm of your hand to put the egg down, and don't hold it.Okay, let me teach you how to write our family's surname first, and then you can try to see if you can write it well. "

Lu Nanchuan said seriously, as if he was very dissatisfied with Geng Sang's distraction, Geng Sang saw that he spoke righteously, and felt that he might be overthinking.

Teaching himself how to read is what Lu Nanchuan had agreed with him a long time ago, so he should be so close to him now to fulfill his duty as a teacher.

After Lu Nanchuan finished writing the word "Lu" with his own hand, Geng Sang followed suit with a pen.

The traditional Chinese characters of "Lu" are relatively simple. The left side is next to the ear, and the right side is the upper, middle and lower structure. There are two "soil" on the upper and lower sides, and an "eight" in the middle. Geng Sang knew it before, so it is not difficult to write.

It's just that the tip of the brush is very soft, and it's hard to grasp the strength. She is used to writing hard-tipped characters, and she hasn't practiced brush characters much.

Looking at the handwriting written by Lu Nanchuan holding his own hand, it was neat and beautiful, where the ink was used should be thin and heavy, full of flesh and blood, Geng Sang looked up at Lu Nanchuan embarrassingly.

(End of this chapter)