New ink fragrance in old times

Lin Siyuan walked to Lin Mo's side, gently touched Lin Mo's head, and asked in a gentle voice:

"Sanlang, what are you doing? You are so focused."

Lin Sizhe excitedly responded, "We're reciting the text, Second Brother! I've gotten much better at it now. Just listen if you don't believe me!"

As he spoke, he was about to show off what he had just learned. His confidence was so strong that it seemed as if the whole world was in his control, making people want to applaud him.

Lin Siyuan's lips curled up into an approving smile, his eyes full of encouragement: "That's amazing, Shilang."

Lin Siyuan's words were like a spring breeze, making Lin Sizhe even more proud.

However, Lin Sizhe suddenly looked behind Lin Siyuan, with a hint of doubt and expectation in his eyes:

"Second brother, where is my brother? Why can't I see him?"

Lin Siyuan patted Lin Sizhe's shoulder gently and explained:

"Brother has gone back to his room to review his lessons. Don't worry, you'll see him at dinner time."

After hearing this, Lin Sizhe felt a little disappointed, but he nodded and forced a smile: "Okay."

Seeing Lin Sizhe's low mood, Lin Siyuan pondered in his heart, and then touched Lin Sizhe's head again. The gesture was so gentle that it seemed to dispel all worries:

"Shiro, why are you unhappy?"

Lin Sizhe shook his head and denied it: "No."

How could Lin Siyuan not see his brother's little thoughts, but he did not expose it directly, but cleverly changed the subject:

"Silang, tell me what you are carrying. Let me see how powerful our Silang is."

When Lin Sizhe heard this, he immediately became energetic, straightened his back, and said loudly:

"I'm memorizing the Hundred Family Surnames, second brother! I can already recite a lot more after 'Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang'!"

Lin Siyuan smiled and nodded: "Our Silang is really amazing."

At this moment, Lin Mo felt an inexplicable pressure. He unconsciously looked up at Lin Siyuan. There seemed to be some expectation and test hidden in those deep eyes, which made Lin Mo feel an ominous premonition.

Lin Mo forced a smile, trying to ease the tension, and asked, "Second brother, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that all of a sudden?"

Lin Siyuan's tone was serious: "Sanlang, how are you doing with your recitation? Why don't you recite it to your second brother too, so I can see your progress?"

When Lin Mo heard this, he was stunned. I knew it.

"Ah I……"

Lin Siyuan's eyes flashed with a smile, but his tone remained firm: "Sanlang, don't be afraid. It doesn't matter if you recite it wrong. I will teach you when the time comes."

Lin Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet, take a deep breath, and start reciting: "Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li... Feng, Chen, Chu, Wei, Jiang, Shen, Han, Yang..."

Lin Mo tried his best to make his voice sound a little trembling.

Where should I carry it so as not to attract attention?

Or just memorize three-quarters of it.

Lin Mo slowly uttered the last syllable, as if he had completed a difficult task. His body unconsciously relaxed and his eyes naturally turned to Lin Siyuan opposite him.

"Cousin, you've memorized so much, that's amazing!"

Tang Qing, who was standing by, couldn't contain his excitement and was the first to applaud with sincere praise on his face.

Lin Sizhe followed closely behind and nodded in agreement.

Lin Siyuan's lips curled up slightly, and his voice was gentle but powerful: "Well, you recited it well."

Lin Siyuan: "Let me teach you the rest."

Tang Qing and Lin Sizhe: "I want to learn too."

Stimulated by Lin Mo, Tang Qing and Lin Sizhe's desire to win became even stronger. They didn't want to be left behind by Lin Mo.

Lin Sixuan was immersed in the world of books, enjoying the rare tranquility, when suddenly bursts of laughter came from outside the house, mixed with some of the childishness and liveliness unique to children, breaking the tranquility.

Lin Sixuan frowned slightly, curious in his heart, what made his brothers so excited?

He gently put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked out of the room, wanting to find out what was going on.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the scene before him warmed his heart - he saw his younger brothers sitting around the stone table in the courtyard, each of their faces filled with unprecedented enthusiasm for learning, as if the whole world had come alive because of their pursuit of knowledge.

"What are you doing, so noisy?"

Lin Sixuan's voice was gentle. He slowly approached, his eyes scanning each person's face one by one, trying to catch a clue from their expressions.

Lin Sizhe was the first to notice Lin Sixuan's arrival. He jumped up excitedly and rushed towards Lin Sixuan like a happy little bird, pulling his hand and saying coquettishly:

"Brother, come over here and listen. We are reciting the Three Character Classic, the Rules for Disciples, and the Hundred Family Names! I can recite a lot more now. If you don't believe me, I'll recite it to you!"

Lin Sixuan couldn't help but curl up a gentle smile, he patted Lin Sizhe's shoulder gently and encouraged:

"Really? Shiro, you've learned so much so quickly? That's amazing. However, you can't rush into memorizing things. You have to take your time and take it slow, steady steps. That's how you'll truly remember them."

Encouraged by Lin Sixuan, Lin Sizhe became even more excited. He immediately straightened up, cleared his throat, and began to recite loudly:

"Zhao Qian Sun Li, Zhou Wu King Zheng..."

His voice was clear and pleasant, and every word was accurate, obviously he had put a lot of effort into it.

At this time, Lin Siheng, Lin Sinan and Tang Shan were also infected by Lin Sizhe's enthusiasm. They gathered around and rushed to show their recitation results in front of Lin Sixuan.

Lin Siheng blinked his bright eyes and said in a baby voice, "I can recite a little bit too, brother, listen."

Lin Sinan was not to be outdone. He took Lin Sixuan's hand and recited seriously, "Man is born good; natures are similar, but habits make them different..."

Lin Sinan's voice was a little childish, but his pronunciation was clear.

Tang Shan couldn't wait to interrupt and said, "Cousin, I can do it too, I can do it too!"

Lin Sixuan listened with a smile, nodding his head in approval from time to time.

Seeing his younger brothers love learning so much, he was filled with pride and secretly told himself to study harder and set a good example for his younger brothers.

Seeing his younger brothers so enthusiastic about studying, Lin Sixuan's heart was filled with pride.

He secretly made up his mind to study harder, set a good example for his younger brothers and set a good example for them.

The afterglow of the setting sun has gradually faded, and a few early rising stars are hanging in the sky. The courtyard is caressed by the soft moonlight, appearing particularly peaceful and warm.

The breeze blew by, bringing with it the scent of earth, which intertwined with the occasional chirping of birds in the distance, forming a melodious autumn night tune.

The shadows of the Lin family children were stretched out long and cast on the mottled ground, as if even their shadows were silently witnessing this innocent effort and persistence.