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Chapter 225

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And Mu Lianfeng was willing to teach him.

Zhao Yun 'er had an indescribable feeling in her heart. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Mu Lianfeng played an indispensable role in front of Doudou.

In the end, the child still needed a father, so that he could have a complete family.

"Then what did your Uncle Feng teach you?"

"Mother, Uncle Feng taught Doudou how to write his name." Speaking of this, Doudou was a little excited to show off to Zhao Yun 'er.

"Then Doudou knows how to write?"

Doudou nodded heavily, then walked in front of Zhao Yun 'er, pulled her hand, and said, "Mother, come here, Doudou will write for you."

"Okay."

Zhao Yun 'er had a faint smile on her face. She watched as Doudou dipped his little finger in the water in the cup, then wrote Zhao Doudou on the table.

Although Doudou's handwriting was not very good, it was neat and legible, so it was not bad.

After all, Doudou was only three years old.

In the twenty-first century, most people would probably play with toys at home, and only a few would start learning to read.

This method of writing on the table with water was probably Mu Lianfeng's idea. They did not have a pen and paper at home, so they could only make do like this.

After dipping his finger in water and writing on the table, the water did not dry up so quickly, so the words could be seen very clearly.

This method of writing was practical and economical.

In this era, the price of paper was still relatively expensive, and the average person would find it difficult to afford.

Therefore, the scholars of this era, in addition to their school fees, also spent a lot of money on ink, paper, and inkstone.

"Mother, did you see it? How is Doudou's writing? "

Zhao Yun 'er nodded, and praised, "Doudou is great."

Doudou smiled shyly and said to Mu Lianfeng, "Uncle Feng, do you think Doudou is right?"

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

Doudou's smile widened.

Seeing the smile on Doudou's face, Zhao Yun 'er fell into deep thought.

Zhao Yun'er realized that Doudou was very happy when he was with Mu Lianfeng. This kind of happiness was different from when he was with her.

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

"Uncle Feng, can you teach Doudou how to read again?" Doudou asked in a soft voice.

Mu Lianfeng looked at Zhao Yun'er, as if asking for Zhao Yun'er's permission.

"Doudou, you can't eat a mouthful and become fat. Your Uncle Feng taught you how to write a name today, that's enough. Go back and practice well, and let your Uncle Feng teach you again tomorrow? Mother will buy you some books, paper, and pen tomorrow, what do you think? "

Zhao Yun'er was afraid that Doudou would delay Mu Lianfeng's rest.

The sky was dark, and it was time to sleep.

Moreover, learning was something that accumulated over a long period of time. Doudou was so enthusiastic at the beginning, if he overdid it, he might lose interest later on.

Doudou thought for a moment, and nodded obediently. "Okay, Mother, then Doudou will let Uncle Feng teach him again tomorrow."

"Doudou is good." Zhao Yun'er smiled.

"Mother, does Doudou want to take a bath tonight? My body is a little itchy. "

"Of course you can. Wait for Mother, Mother will boil some water for you."

"Okay."

Doudou smiled sweetly.

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