Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 801: Peaceful and Warm Life in Hujia Village

Yaya's education was obviously part of Master Hu's plan.

But she didn't expect that this educational process would be so interesting and heartwarming.

He has never properly raised a child in his two lifetimes.

This was the first time he taught a child so attentively.

Originally, Master Hu thought that this process would be full of pain and crying.

After all, his colleagues in his previous life had often complained to him about how painful the process of educating children was.

But for Yaya, a precocious child, picking up a pen to write does not seem to be a painful thing for her.

And Mr. Hu's way of telling stories while making them entertaining and educational was obviously particularly to the liking of this little girl.

The father and son didn't even realize it was time for lunch.

If Hu Yi hadn't come personally to urge him, Master Hu wouldn't even have realized that the whole morning had passed.

Mr. Hu looked at the white paper in front of him with the crooked word "Hu" written all over it and nodded with satisfaction.

In fact, for writing practice, it is best to start with one, two, three, four and the eight strokes of the character "永".

But Mr. Hu didn't like that.

He planned to let Yaya learn to write her own name first.

After all, this kind of thing is something to be truly proud of.

However, more haste, less speed.

No matter how talented you are, you still have to follow the basic rules when it comes to calligraphy.

The little girl's wrists and arms are still as tender as lotus roots. How can she have the strength to hold even the thinnest wolf-hair brush?

But this morning, the little girl persisted without saying a word, and even had a smile on her face.

But Master Hu would not let his good girl insist on writing. After she wrote a few words, he asked her to stop, rubbed her arms and wrists, and then continued telling the story with a smile.

As he was talking, when a major plot was about to begin, Mr. Hu would stop talking and ask Yaya to write a few words carefully first.

The little girl didn't say much about the hardship of practicing calligraphy.

But this story, which could only be heard bit by bit, made the little girl whimper and hug Master Hu's neck and act coquettishly.

As luck would have it, Mr. Hu is a daughter slave.

So, the fairy tales that Mr. Hu had originally planned to tell were all poured out in one morning.

So much so that when he was carrying the little girl on the way to dinner, when the little girl wanted to continue listening to the story, Master Hu could only put on a stern face and temporarily get away with it by saying that they were about to eat and that there were rules for eating.

There was no way. Mr. Hu was alone at a very young age in his previous life, so naturally he had no parents to tell him stories.

After that, I studied by taking exams all the time. There was no such thing as happy education at all, and I had no chance to read miscellaneous books.

Therefore, the storytelling session this morning had completely drained Mr. Hu.

But Yaya thought that her father was deliberately hiding the truth from her.

In her opinion, her father is omnipotent, so how could he not be able to tell a story?

Fortunately, the little girl is not the stubborn type, otherwise Master Hu wouldn’t know how to continue coaxing her.

Yaya ate lunch while sitting on Master Hu.

For this little girl, the longer she stayed in the Hu Mansion, the more her nature became apparent.

That is, I am getting better and better at figuring out Master Hu's thoughts.

It seems to have become an instinct!

The little girl could easily know how to please Master Hu and how to act coquettishly in a way that Master Hu would tolerate.

And she knows all about those things which she can touch and play with on weekdays.

This may not be the result of her careful thinking, after all, she is just a child.

But she did it based on her intuition.

And Master Hu should not be too proud of this process.

Even in front of Hu Xinyue, Master Hu has said several times that a little cotton-padded jacket is more caring than an older one. Hu Xinyue, who is now a mother, was so angry that she felt itchy just looking at the little girl.

After dinner, Master Hu brought the little girl to the garden at the end of the entire farm.

The flowers and plants that were originally planted here are now gone, and instead, there is a large bamboo forest.

In the small house nearby, two round balls were lying on the ground, eating fresh bamboo shoots bit by bit like meat patties spread out on the ground.

Suddenly, they all sniffed at the same time, sniffed the air, and then jumped up from the ground.

Because they knew that the powerful two-legged beast was coming.

As soon as they got up, a little meat ball wearing a lake blue jacket embroidered with their images rushed to one of the balls with a silvery bell-like laughter and hugged it tightly.

"Tuan Tuan, I'm here to see you. Did you miss me?"

"Yuanyuan, I'm here. Daddy slept in these two days, so I couldn't come to see you. Are you angry?"

Master Hu looked at his daughter's serious expression, then at the two little kids with disgusted looks on their faces that said "don't come over here", and he laughed.

God knows how he could see the look of disgust on that meat-patty-like bear face.

But at least from the emotions that Mr. Hu sensed, these two little guys really dislike Yaya, and they also really like her.

Master Hu didn't do anything. He just pulled over a stool, blew away the hair on it, and then sat down on it.

At this moment, he was no longer the Master Hu who wanted to hold Tuanzi in his arms even when he first met her.

Now, he prefers to see the scene of two big dumplings and one small dumpling coexisting harmoniously.

Even though the little girl was muttering to the other two girls about her father not finishing the story that left them in suspense, Master Hu pretended not to hear.

Just kidding, what if I start a conversation at this time and let him continue telling the story?

It’s better to just watch the show quietly.

There is one black and one white, and the scene in front of me is really heartwarming.

Mr. Hu did not have the opportunity to get in close contact with Tuanzi, let alone the possibility of taking his daughter to play with Tuanzi.

Now that the two surprises are combined together, the joy is doubled.

Master Hu spent the entire afternoon accompanying Yaya as she fed Tuanzi and then held her while talking. The little girl even felt a little tired and lay on Tuanzi's plump belly for a nap.

If the ball hadn't stretched out its claws to grab something to eat and caused the little girl to roll off the belly, I'm afraid the little girl would have continued to sleep.

While playing, Mr. Hu was surprised to find that it was time for dinner again.

What did Doudi do on this day?