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But Lin Sizhe was obviously not as patient as him, and asked directly: "Grandma, why do you suddenly want us to memorize the book?"

Zhao Yue'e's eyes revealed a profound look. "When I went to Zhaozhuang, your great-grandmother told me that the children of the wealthy families there were reciting famous classics, including the Four Books and Five Classics, from a young age. By the time they hired teachers to teach them, they had already begun learning to write and interpret texts. These children learned faster than children from ordinary families and understood more."

Zhao Yue'e paused and looked at Lin Mo and the others: "Let's follow their example."

Han Suniang also nodded in agreement: "My mother also told me this. My grandparents also raised their children in this way. Although it is harder when they are young, they will benefit greatly when they grow up."

Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded to show his understanding and acceptance.

The light in Tang Qing's eyes became even brighter, and he was obviously full of anticipation.

"From today on, our family will be like this too."

There was an unquestionable determination in Zhao Yue'e's words.

Then, she turned to look at Lin Mo, Lin Sizhe, and Tang Qing, "You three are the older brothers. You have to recite more every day than the others. You have to set a good example for them, understand?"

Lin Mo, Lin Sizhe, and Tang Qing looked at each other, nodded solemnly, and said in unison: "Got it."

However, when Lin Mo endorsed the book as Zhao Yue'e asked, he found that it was not an easy task.

In particular, the rule of "memorizing while working" proposed by Zhao Yue'e posed an unprecedented challenge to his attention and memory.

Whenever Lin Mo's attention was not focused, he would be called out by Lin Xuebao.

While mixing the mud, Lin Xuebao taught Tang Qing, Lin Mo and Lin Sizhe to recite the "Three Character Classic" in a loud and clear voice.

His voice seemed to have a kind of magic, every word was powerful, and people could not help but read along with his rhythm.

"When humans are born, their nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart..."

Lin Xuebao taught word by word, and Tang Qing followed carefully. Although his voice was a little awkward, he read every word very accurately.

After teaching the Three Character Classic, Lin Xuebo did not stop: "Sanlang, Dalang and Erlang have taught you the Three Character Classic before, and now I will teach you to recite the Disciple Rules."

This was not difficult for Lin Mo. He nodded and said, "Okay, uncle."

Lin Xuebo said to Tang Qing, "Tang Qing, what about you?"

Tang Qing: "Uncle, I can keep up."

Lin Xuebo nodded appreciatively: "Okay."

Then he began to teach them to recite "The Rules of Disciples".

"The Disciple Rules are the teachings of the sages. First, filial piety and respect for elders; second, prudence and trustworthiness..."

This time, he deliberately slowed down so that Lin Mo and the others could keep up better.

Although Tang Qing was a little nervous, he didn't want to fall behind his two younger brothers. He tried hard to remember every word and every sentence, fearing that he would make mistakes.

At the same time, Lin Xuejin was patiently teaching the three little kids, Tang Shan, Lin Siheng and Lin Sinan, to recite the "Three Character Classic".

Whenever a child reads incorrectly or forgets, he will patiently correct and remind them, never getting angry or impatient.

"Wulang, this should be 'If you don't teach, your nature will change', not 'A dog won't bark'."

Lin Xuejin corrected with a smile.

After hearing this, Lin Sinan couldn't help laughing, and then read more seriously.

Lin Xuebo and Lin Xuejin repeated it several times with the children, making sure they had a rough idea of what they were doing. Then they said, "Just memorize these for today. I'll check before dinner."

Lin Xuebo looked at the three little guys, Lin Sinan, Tangshan, and Lin Siheng. Their eyes were full of curiosity and mischief. "Tangshan, Wulang, Liulang, go somewhere else."

When the three little ones heard this, they immediately cheered and jumped away like little rabbits.

Lin Sizhe and Tang Qing were not so relaxed.

The two of them have been trying hard to recite the article they just learned, and they get stuck from time to time.

Whenever this happened, they would run to Lin Xuejin and Lin Xuebo and cautiously ask, "What's the next sentence?"

Lin Xuejin always patiently told them the answers and also encouraged them: "Don't be anxious, take your time, you have done very well.

Lin Xuebao jokingly said, "Don't worry, you two. If you recite it a few more times, you'll be able to memorize it like me."

Tang Qing and Lin Sizhe nodded vigorously.

Lin Mo was stirring the mud skillfully on the side, thinking to himself: I have already memorized these elementary school reading materials, and now I am just familiarizing myself with them again.

However, as the saying goes, ideals are full and reality is skinny, and Lin Mo was soon slapped in the face.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the small courtyard that has been busy all morning, covering this small world with a layer of warm golden gauze.

Lin Xuebo wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted to Lin Mo, who was mixing mud with his head down, "Sanlang, stop it. We already have enough mud bricks for building a house."

Lin Mo almost jumped up with joy: "Really? That's great!"

Lin Xuejin said to Lin Mo and the other two, "Now that we have enough mud bricks, you three can go play instead of just sitting here working."

Lin Sizhe immediately pestered Lin Mo, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and anticipation: "Third brother, the acorn flute you played last time was so beautiful, teach me again!"

Lin Mo: "Okay, Shi Lang, come along."

Tang Qing: "Okay."

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun fills the entire courtyard, giving this quiet space a soft golden edge.

Lin Xuebao held a two-inch wide and one-foot long wooden board and walked steadily to the center of the yard, ready to check the homework of several people.

Lin Xuebo's eyes swept across the people in front of him, finally landing on the youngest, Lin Siheng: "Liu Lang, let's start with you."

Lin Siheng stood nervously in front of Lin Xuebao, his little face full of anxiety and uneasiness. He plucked up his courage, opened his mouth carefully, and began to recite "Three Character Classic".

However, because he was not very proficient, his voice was intermittent. He skipped and stumbled and only recited half of it before suddenly getting stuck. Then he skipped directly to the last sentence, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Lin Xuebao looked at Lin Sinan's nervous and hard-working appearance and sighed softly.

There was no harshness in his eyes: "Liu Lang, please stand aside first."

Lin Siheng stood aside obediently.

Next, it was Lin Sinan's turn.

He was slightly older than Lin Siheng, but he also didn't memorize it completely. Although his voice was louder than Lin Siheng's, it was also full of uncertainty and hesitation.

Tangshan, the oldest of the three, was not spared.

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