New ink fragrance in old times

Lin Mo knew that no matter how difficult the future would be, he had to learn to be strong and learn to survive in this era, even if it was just as a "thief", silently waiting for the day to return.

"Sanlang, why are you crying?" Han, who was standing by, saw Lin Mo suddenly burst into tears and asked anxiously.

"Mom, I'm fine. There's sand in my eyes." Lin Mo wiped his tears and replied.

"Let me see it quickly, I'll blow on it for you." Lin Siyuan quickly moved closer to Lin Mo and asked, "Which eye?"

"Thank you, second brother. I'm fine now." Lin Mo said to the two of them calmly.

Han and Lin Siyuan looked at Lin Mo carefully for a while, and were relieved to see that he was not seriously injured.

"If you feel unwell, remember to tell me, okay?" Lin Siyuan warned worriedly.

Lin Mo nodded gently, trying to use this simple action to hide the turmoil in his heart. He wanted to smile, but the corners of his mouth couldn't be raised.

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Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan returned home. The days in the Lin family were both the same and different from usual. The adults in the Lin family still followed the rhythm of the seasons, heading to the fields, bending down to talk to the golden corn fields, and watering the hope of a good harvest with their sweat.

Meanwhile, the Lin family's courtyard was a completely different place. Lin Sixuan was patiently teaching Lin Mo how to read.

His voice was gentle yet powerful.

Starting from the character "林", with straight horizontal and vertical strokes and stretched left and right strokes, Lin Sixuan not only taught the shape of the character, but also conveyed the cultural charm and family heritage.

The other children of the Lin family also gathered around to watch. They held their breath, afraid of disturbing Lin Sixuan.

Xing'er was holding the young He'er, her eyes full of curiosity; Hua'er stood aside, gesturing with her hands, her eyes sparkling with desire and yearning for knowledge.

Lin Sixuan stood in the middle of the yard, the sunlight shining through the gaps between the leaves onto his focused face.

He first gestured for Lin Mo to pick up the wooden stick beside him and said softly, "Sanlang, let's write our surname first—'Lin'. Remember, the horizontal strokes should be flat, the vertical strokes should be straight, the left stroke should be strong, and the right stroke should be relaxed."

Lin Mo did as he was told, writing every stroke seriously, although he seemed a little clumsy.

After completing the word "Lin", Lin Sixuan smiled slightly, turned around and gently slid the wooden stick on the soil, leaving a string of clear numbers:

"One, two, three, four. These are the numbers I use to count every day. They are an indispensable part of our lives. You see, one is one dash, two is two dashes, and so on."

Lin Mo stood aside, a sly look flashing in his eyes, but then he put on an expression of sudden enlightenment. He nodded vigorously, as if he had just realized some profound truth: "Oh, so that's how it is! I see, big brother, you're amazing!"

This scene attracted the children around to gather around, and the children of the Lin family also took wooden sticks and excitedly imitated Lin Sixuan's movements.

Huaer shouted excitedly: "I want to write too! I want to write too!" Her little face was filled with a desire for knowledge.

Lin Sizhe carefully followed Lin Sixuan's instructions and muttered to himself while drawing: "Lin, one, two, three, four... Okay, I remember it!" His voice was crisp and pleasant, adding a bit of childishness to this warm scene.

"Haha, look at the word '林' I wrote. Doesn't it look like a big tree?" Lin Sinan proudly showed off his work, which caused a burst of laughter.

"No, no, your stroke is too long. Watch me!" Xing'er held He'er in her arms and joined the "learning" ranks without giving in.

Lin Siyuan stood beside Lin Mo, his eyes closely following the wooden stick in Lin Mo's hand. Every time Lin Mo carefully wrote a word on the soil, a smile brighter than the sun would bloom on Lin Siyuan's face.

He jumped with excitement, as if every word was written by himself, and his joy and pride were beyond words.

"Look, Sanlang! You wrote another beautiful word 'two'!" Lin Siyuan pointed at the words written by Lin Mo, his eyes shining brightly.

Lin Mo was embarrassed and irritated by Lin Siyuan's praise. He thought: If I just draw a cross on the ground today, Lin Siyuan will definitely praise me to the sky.

In the Lin family's yard, the sun was dappled, laughter and joy were heard one after another, and the air was filled with childlike innocence and enthusiasm for learning.

After completing the basic teaching, Lin Sixuan turned his gaze to Lin Mo, who was listening attentively, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Sanlang, the next word is specially prepared for you."

As he spoke, he picked up a wooden stick and forcefully wrote a big, neat "一" in the yard.

Lin Mo took a closer look, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. He looked up at Lin Sixuan in confusion and asked, "Brother, what is this word..."

Lin Sixuan smiled and explained, "This '壹' is what we usually call a capital one. Although it has the same meaning as the character 一 we just wrote, the writing method is very different. This character is more complicated and requires more patience and carefulness. Sanlang, this is the homework I left for you. I will test you next time I come back."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo thought to himself: "So it's a capital one." He nodded solemnly, indicating that he would definitely complete the assignment.

At this moment, Lin Sixuan's eyes gently swept over the children in the yard who were eager to try, their eyes sparkling with the desire for knowledge. His voice was like a spring breeze, gentle and full of encouragement:

"I'm really happy to see you all so enthusiastic. Your task is to practice the five characters I just taught you—'Lin,' 'One,' 'Two,' 'Three,' and 'Four.'"

At this point, Lin Sixuan's face was filled with a smile. He continued, "Of course, when I come back next time, I will test your learning results. Then, we'll see who writes the best and who has made the most progress. I'll give you a small reward!"

When the children heard this, they cheered immediately, their little faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

Lin Sizhe immediately lowered his head and began practicing more seriously, as if he couldn't wait to show off his achievements.

Hua'er pulled Xing'er along, excitedly discussing how to stand out in the next test;

Although Lin Sinan and Lin Siheng knew nothing, they also joined in.

The Lin family's courtyard was once again filled with a positive learning atmosphere. Lin Sixuan watched this scene, feeling filled with joy and satisfaction.

The sun hangs in the sky like a fireball. Even though the beginning of autumn has passed, there is no sign of coolness. Instead, it is even hotter and more unbearable than midsummer.

The Lin family sat around the dinner table, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing due to the abnormal weather.

Old Mrs. Lin fanned herself gently with a fan and sighed:

"Oh my god, it's so confusing! It's already been the beginning of autumn, and it's still this hot. The heat waves come one after another at night. I can't even get a good night's sleep. I'm so upset."