Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

And Mulianfeng was willing to teach him.

Zhao Yun'er felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She felt more and more that Mu Lianfeng played another indispensable role in front of Doudou.

In the end, the child still needs to have a father, so that he can have a complete family.

"Then what character did Uncle Feng teach you?"

"Mother, Uncle Feng taught Doudou to write her own name." Speaking of this, Doudou was a bit excited like Zhao Yuner to show off.

"Do you know how to write?"

Doudou nodded heavily, then walked to Zhao Yun'er and took Zhao Yun'er's hand and said, "Mother, come here, Doudou writes it for you."

"it is good."

Zhao Yun'er had a small smile on the corner of her mouth. Watching Doudou's little finger dip in the water in the cup, Zhao Doudou was written on the table.

Although Doudou's characters are not very beautiful, they are neat and recognizable, and they are good.

After all, Doudou is a three-year-old child.

In the 21st century, most people are expected to play with toys at home, but only a few start to read.

This method of writing on the table with water was probably invented by Mu Lianfeng, and their family didn't have paper and pen, so they could only do so.

I wrote on the table with water. The water did not dry out so quickly, and I could see the words clearly.

This way of writing is practical and saves money.

In this era, the price of paper is still relatively expensive, and it is difficult for ordinary people to afford it.

Therefore, in this era, scholars, in addition to studying tuition is a big expense, they also spend a lot of money on pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Mother, did you see it? How did Doudou write it?"

Zhao Yuner nodded and praised, "Doudou is awesome."

Doudou smiled shyly, and said to Mulianfeng, "Uncle Feng, do you think Doudou wrote it right?"

"Yes, Doudou is very smart." Mu Lianfeng touched Doudou's head and praised him.

Doudou has more smiles on her face.

Looking at the smile on Doudou's face, Zhao Yuner was lost in thought.

Zhao Yuner found that Doudou's and Mu Lianfeng were very happy when they were together. This kind of happiness is different from being with her.

Maybe it was Doudou's special feelings for Mu Lianfeng. No wonder Doudou recognized Mulianfeng as his father.

"Uncle Feng, can you teach Doudou any more?" Doudou asked in a soft and waxy voice.

Mulianfeng looked at Zhao Yun'er, as if seeking Zhao Yun'er's consent.

"Doudou, you can’t be fat with one bite. Uncle Feng taught you how to write your name today. That’s it. Go back and practice your own practice. Let your Uncle Feng teach you again tomorrow? Mother will buy you some books, paper and pen tomorrow. what do you think?"

Zhao Yuner was afraid that Doudou would be delayed to Mulianfeng's rest.

It was getting dark and it was time to sleep.

And learning this kind of thing is accumulating. Doudou is so energetic at the beginning, and if he uses too much, he may lose interest later.

Doudou thought for a while and nodded obediently. "Okay, mother, that Doudou will let Uncle Feng teach tomorrow."

"Doudou." Zhao Yuner smiled slightly.

"Mother, Doudou is going to take a bath tonight? I feel itchy."

"Of course you can, wait for your mother to kiss, and mother will boil water for you."

"it is good."

Doudou smiled sweetly.

When Zhao Yuner had boiled the water, Doudou had already climbed onto the bed with Mu Lianfeng when she entered the house again.