In the famine, she stockpiled space supplies and became a bandit.

Roche then looked:

In the past, Meng's mother chose a neighbor, and when her son refused to learn, she broke the loom.

……

She blinked once, and then again, and gradually had no recollection of what was written next.

It seems that I have really become illiterate!

Seeing the book in Luo Xi's hand, Aunt Wei opposite was shocked: "Benefactor, can you read?"

Nowadays, it is difficult to study. Not to mention women, it is not easy for men to study.

Firstly, books are very expensive, ranging from a few hundred coins to several taels or even dozens of taels, not to mention the cost of pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

If it weren't for the strong support of the whole family, their Wei Qing would probably not have been able to study for a few years.

Moreover, I heard from the old patriarch that the better books were all in the hands of the wealthy and powerful families, and they might not be available even if one wanted to buy them. Only the children of their own family had the opportunity to read them.

The most important thing is that there are very few gentlemen who are able and willing to teach. Occasionally there are a few who are willing to accept disciples, and the competition to become their disciple is extremely fierce.

When they accompanied Wei Qing to study with Mr. Bochuan, there were hundreds of people who wanted to become his disciples, but only a few were finally accepted.

As a young lady, my benefactor not only has martial arts skills but is also literate, which is really amazing.

Suddenly being looked at with respect and envy, Luo Xi was a little confused at first, but he understood after a while.

This is not the modern world where everyone has books to read. For most people, literacy can be considered a luxury.

She glanced at the traditional Chinese characters that she recognized but didn't quite understand, and said calmly: "Yes, learning to read is quite simple."

Isn’t it simple?

Luo Xi and his grandchildren are very familiar with each other and have been together for more than ten or twenty years.

I believe that it won’t be long before she will be able to recognize all her ancestors through these grandchildren.

Pretty, pretty simple? Aunt Wei's admiration in her eyes intensified: "My benefactor, you are really amazing!"

When she was young, she also wanted to learn it, but her family was poor and as a girl, no one supported her. Later, when she had the opportunity, she followed Zhou Zhou to learn to read. However, those big square characters looked simple, but the patterns were more complicated than flowers. She learned them today, but forgot them completely tomorrow.

She had to give up.

At this time, Wei Zhou, who had been listening to them obediently, interrupted and said, "Grandma, Zhou Zhou can also read."

He raised his little hand and pointed to the name on the book: "This is the Three Character Classic. Daddy said it was specially used for children's enlightenment. Zhou Zhou can recite it all now."

The chubby baby was very proud.

Children... for enlightenment? Aunt Wei looked at Luo Xi with a strange look.

Luo Xi: "..."

She was silent for a long time before calmly raising the book in her hand to Aunt Wei: "I was bored on the bus, so I thought of taking it out and teaching this kid to pass the time."

"But since he already knows how to do it, let it go." She slowly closed the book and put it in her bag.

So that's how it is. Aunt Wei heaved a sigh of relief, and the strange expression on her face turned into gratitude: "Then you can teach him, benefactor. He will remember it better if he practices more."

As he said that, he carried Wei Zhou to Luo Xi's side.

Luo Xi did not agree immediately, but looked down at the three-headed child and asked: "Do you want me to teach you?"

Wei Zhou naturally wanted it very much. He nodded his head and said, "Daddy said that we can learn new things by reviewing the old. I want to learn it."

Moreover, it was taught by my awesome benefactor sister, I’m so excited!

"Okay!" Luo Xi agreed reluctantly: "Then recite it first, and let me see if it's correct?"

Without changing her expression, she took out the "Three Character Classic" from her bag, turned to the first page, took out a pencil, raised her chin, and signaled him that he could start.

Wei Zhou's face turned serious: "When a person is born, his nature is good. Natures are close, but habits make them different. If you don't teach, nature will change. The way of teaching is to be focused. In the past, Meng's mother chose neighbors carefully. When her son refused to learn, she broke the loom. Dou Yanshan had a righteous way..."

The little baby shook his head and although his voice still had a milky taste, his words were clear and rhythmic.

This boy is really good. Luo Xi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, and quickly picked up the pen to mark the pinyin.

She can’t write in simplified Chinese characters, lest others see her handwriting and think it’s missing some limbs.

"My benefactor sister, did I recite it correctly?" After reciting it, Wei Zhou's eyes were sparkling, as if covered with a layer of little stars.

Waiting to be praised.

"Well, not bad." Luo Xi nodded: "But... there were a few places where the pronunciation was not clear."

She raised her hand and pointed to several places in the book where the children were reciting so quickly that she didn't have time to mark them.

"Or, recite it again."

Oh, is that so? The child shrugged, looking a little frustrated.

"I understand, my benefactor sister, I will definitely try harder this time." The little fat face was full of seriousness.

He even leaned his little head over to take a closer look, but saw some strange symbols written on it, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Facing the child's clear eyes, Luo Xi paused for a moment before saying, "I marked it so that I can know where you are reciting incorrectly."

Ah! The child's eyes suddenly lit up, and he blushed and said crisply: "Sister Benefactor, you are so kind!"

As expected, he is Zhou Zhou's benefactor and is always so good to Zhou Zhou.

Daddy was never this serious when he taught me.

"Then sister, I will recite it two more times."

Luo Xi shrugged: "Okay, you carry it."

Anyway, her goal has been achieved, so it doesn't matter. Besides, this boy has a baby voice, which is quite healing to listen to.

The child smiled even brighter: "Okay, benefactor sister."

Then, the sound of children reading began to rang out again. After a while, Luo Xi's casual annotation voice was heard. A small carriage instantly turned into a mobile elementary school.

"Sir, is my benefactor's interpretation correct?" Outside the carriage, Wei Gang asked Wei Qing in a low voice.

"Very good!" Wei Qing was also a little surprised.

He glanced in the direction of the carriage and said with a smile: "This explanation from your benefactor is simpler and easier to understand, and is very suitable for children of Zhou Zhou's age."

Even the adults who were very good at reading praised him. Wei Gang was a little moved for a moment: "I didn't expect that my benefactor, a young lady, was not only good at martial arts, but also good at literature."

He learned it out of gritted teeth in order not to hold the adults back, but he only half understood a lot of it. He didn't expect that his benefactor could actually teach others.

Wei Qing was not surprised at all: "My benefactor is not an ordinary person. It's not surprising that he can interpret the Three Character Classic."

He dared to say that the benefactor must have many things that they could not imagine.

Wei Gang was about to speak when he looked up and suddenly saw a group of masked men in black swooping over from the trees on both sides of the road.

Their figures were as light as falling leaves and as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the convoy. Each of them held a cold weapon in his hand, which looked very scary.

In the center of the road was a man wearing a bronze mask. He should be their leader. He had an upright posture and wore a black robe with an exquisitely embroidered ferocious beast on it. Although his face could not be seen, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.