The reborn brother is not easy to mess with [Chang Tian]

"morning!"

Although it was a bit strange, Chen Jiu knew that Zhao Chen was greeting him, so he hurriedly responded, seeing that Zhao Chen was tying his belt, he asked nervously, "Did I wake you up?"

"No, I'm used to waking up at this time, and I've finished washing." Zhao Chen tied up his belt and smiled at him, "Seeing you come in, I'll come in and tell you something."

Chen Jiu heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "What's the matter?"

"From today on, set aside at least one hour every day, um, half an hour, to read and write with me." Zhao Chen looked at him and said.

"Reading and reading?" Chen Jiu was stunned.

"Yeah." Zhao Chen nodded, "You don't have to be very good at learning, as long as you can write and understand characters, it's fine. Of course, if you want to learn more, you can. Do you want to learn?"

"I think!" Chen Jiu nodded repeatedly and said gratefully, "Thank you, Zhao Chen."

He has always envied those who can read and write, but unfortunately his body does not allow him to study at his master's house, and the Chen family does not have the conditions to ask his master to come to teach him, so he has never had this opportunity.

Now that Zhao Chen is willing to teach him, of course he couldn't wish for it.

When Zhao Chen got the exact answer, he took out the books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones he bought yesterday from the corner, spread the rice paper on a clean table, fixed it with a paperweight, and started to grind the ink.

In the process of doing this, he also explained to Chen Jiu the knowledge related to pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Chen Jiu listened very carefully, looking at Zhao Chen's earnest teaching, his eyes were slightly red.

After all, he was lucky. Although he suffered a lot in the previous life, God gave him a chance to be reborn, to feel the kindness of his father again, and to meet Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen was studying the ink with his head down, not paying attention to his abnormality.

After grinding the ink, he began to write on paper.

In his previous life, he was very irritable when he was a child. His mother wanted him to calm down, so she enrolled him in a calligraphy interest class. He is no stranger to traditional Chinese characters.

When he went to the county yesterday and saw the plaques of various shops, he knew that this world also used the traditional traditional characters of his world. After reading the book in the bookstore, he was more sure, so it is quite easy to write at the moment.

He first wrote their names on the paper.

Chen Jiu, Zhao Chen.

It is a European font that is rigorous and neat, flat and sharp, and has his own style characteristics.

After teaching the key points of writing, Zhao Chen wrote it three times in a row before giving the Langhao pen to Chen Jiu and asking him to copy it.

Chen Jiu was a little nervous. Although Chen Gui learned how to write his own name when he went home and showed off at the beginning of his enlightenment, Chen Gui was still too young at that time, and his handwriting was crooked. He followed If you learn it, naturally you can't see where to go.

Now that I saw Zhao Chen's handwriting, I realized that what I wrote before was not a handwriting at all.

If the writing is not good, will Zhao Chen feel disgusted?

"Don't be nervous, it may be a bit difficult to learn at first, but it won't be difficult after you learn for a long time and know more characters." Zhao Chen saw that he was holding the pen but he was hesitant, and his hands were trembling, so he couldn't help comforting him in a warm voice, "Just learn to write your own name now, and I will recognize mine for now."

Chen Jiu turned to look at his smiling eyes, felt relieved, took a deep breath, imitated Zhao Chen's previous appearance, and began to write on the paper.

Although he tried his best to be serious and wrote according to what Zhao Chen said, the words he wrote were still crooked, in stark contrast to those written by Zhao Chen.

Chen Jiuzheng was a little embarrassed, when he heard Zhao Chen laughing and saying: "The writing is very good, you can do it at the beginning of learning, and the strokes are correct after only reading it three times. It's very good."

Chen Jiu thought that you would really comfort people, but felt relieved, and said softly: "I have learned to write my own name from my brother."

"That's pretty good too. If you practice more, you'll definitely be able to develop good calligraphy."

Zhao Chen encouraged with a smile, and seeing that it was already dawn outside, he said, "Practice yourself here, and I'll make breakfast."

Chen Jiu nodded, and wanted to ask if he wanted to help, but thinking of his completely incapable cooking skills, he decided to forget it.

Don't be too busy to help and burn Zhao Chen's kitchen down.

Chen Jiu was going to take medicine from today, so Zhao Chen didn't make anything too greasy. He only made porridge with mustard greens and lean meat, plus a few boiled eggs. The nutrition was almost enough.

Breakfast was ready, and before I had time to put things in the space, someone came.

He Dahu was still holding a basket in his hand, and when he saw Zhao Chen, he handed the basket over, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, this is an egg pancake made by my father, try it."

For rural people in this era, eggs are a rare commodity, and He and his son put some thought into getting his so-called master out of the mountains to help with medical treatment.

"Thank you, but I'm not short of food right now, so I'll leave the omelets to yourselves." Zhao Chen thanked him, but didn't pick up anything. He knew what He Dahu wanted to know, so he didn't hold back, and just said what he had thought up. Said to him, "Sorry, I came back a little late last night, so I didn't have time to go up the mountain. I'll ask after breakfast in a while. How about giving you the exact answer in the afternoon?"

It was almost dark after he returned to the village yesterday, so naturally he couldn't go up the mountain again, and he couldn't say that "Master" had been to the thatched cottage, and it would be troublesome if he revealed his secrets in the future.

He Dahu was a little disappointed, but it wasn't incomprehensible, he quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay to be late, how about I go with Big Brother Zhao?"

"No, my master doesn't like to meet strangers. I can go alone. You go back and do your own business first, and you can come back in the afternoon."

When He Dahu heard what he said, he was afraid of offending that powerful old doctor, so he didn't insist.

After He Dahu left, Zhao Chen put the breakfast and the breakfast table into the space.

Chen Jiu had to go out because Chen Fu brought breakfast and medicine, so Zhao Chen went to read Chen Jiu's handwriting first.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jiu not only wrote his own name, but also Zhao Chen's name twice.

The words written by beginners are still those who only know their own names before and don’t know much about other characters. Of course, the characters they write are not very good-looking, and their names are not easy to write. Chen Jiu wrote like this It's already good, and it can be seen that he is very serious.

Even Chen Fu’s mother-in-law doesn’t like to answer, let alone Chen Jiu, who still left with food and medicine today, but his father asked about his condition after eating, and he was relieved to go to work when he saw that he was in good spirits .

Chen Jiu waited until he was alone in the house before entering the space again. Seeing Zhao Chen reading the handwriting he had just written, he couldn't help feeling tense. He really wanted to hide the handwriting, but he was too embarrassed to grab it directly.

Zhao Chen can be regarded as his enlightenment mentor now, Zhao Chen wants to read his characters, how dare he not give them.

Fortunately, after he came in, Zhao Chen took his eyes off the rice paper, moved the chair to the old wooden table that had just been placed in the space, and said, "Come, let's have breakfast."

"En." Chen Jiu responded, sat down and ate with him.

Mustard green lean meat porridge and eggs are nothing to Zhao Chen, but to Chen Jiu, it is the best breakfast Lan has eaten since he entered the Chen family except for the day of the Chinese New Year. Zhao Chen is good at cooking, and he eats it very Happy, I eat a little stuffed unconsciously.

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