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In the end, you were punished by the family supervisor for conniving at the young Patriarch.

Madam was also reprimanded by you for being implicated, you don't know what to say, there are bear parents everywhere, isn't the purpose of the lunch break to relax?It's okay to play a game once in a while.

To actually hit his son for such a trivial matter... You bah!Sooner or later, that dog man, the house governor, will be finished!

You cursed and swept the yard for two days.

But misfortune is blessing, this accident happened to make you and the young Patriarch get in touch, and on the second day after you were driven to clean the courtyard, Yan Sheng deliberately avoided the servant to visit you.

You guessed that he might want to ask you to apologize, but he hesitated for a while, but still didn't say that sentence, Yansheng asked you to stretch out your hand, and put two semi-fermented maltose in your palm.

"What is this?" you ask.

"Candy." Yan Sheng said, "You haven't tried it, it's a good thing, let me try it."

It's just you who habitually asked the last sentence: "..."

You feel that you are seriously underestimated, but you can't refute it, because Ah Xi has never eaten this stuff.

Japan, an island country, is really too poor. Because it does not produce sucrose locally, the price of sugar is generally ridiculously high. All white sugar is imported, and good sugar is more expensive than rice. There is a good story about offering three thousand catties of white sugar to Oda Nobunaga in person, and the world marvels at his generous spending.

According to the current level of productivity, the two pieces of candy that Yan Shengsai gave you can be regarded as a small luxury. You nodded in humiliation and thanked him.

You see the child let out a small sigh of relief.

"Small matter." Yan Sheng said, the left side of his face was still red and swollen from being beaten by the house governor, he secretly and reluctantly glanced at the organic matter in your hand, and walked away as quietly as when he came.

well.You stuffed a piece of malt candy into your mouth melancholy—it's so sweet, it's so sweet that you even feel a little sick, you endured it for a long time, but you didn't spit it out, and decided to stuff the remaining one to Yuanyi.

You wrapped up the maltose and ran to him during the lunch break. Yuanyi really liked it, sucked the candy in his mouth for a long time, and even thanked you after a long absence.

"Small things." You said the same, and noticed that there was a small wooden flute in his room, which was only three stacks in size. "Is that your new toy?"

"It's a gift from my elder brother." Yuanyi replied, and you said "oh" and didn't pay much attention.

That child Yansheng is really generous, you think, that's fine, the Patriarch of Kou Kou So Sou will not be liked by his retainers.

But this action reminded you that giving gifts is a good way to get others to like you. Since then, you have often found some small things or desserts that you can get to give to Yuanyi, and by the way, he will explain the common sense of human body. Determined to teach him to distinguish every muscle and bone of a human being, but the little bastard always has a slumped face, and you can't tell if he is listening carefully.

One day you had a whim and decided to compile a textbook to facilitate teaching. When you were just about to do it, you suddenly remembered that Yuanyi couldn't read.

So you have to change your plans.

Illiteracy is unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable, how can the Chosen One be illiterate?If I say it, I'm afraid I won't be laughed to death.

You rush to find Yuan Yikai Meng, and then find that you have no paper or ink.

You managed to get paper and ink, and found that Yuanyi's room has no candles.

You secretly ask Yuan Yi for a candle lamp, and then you find that the desk in his bedroom is not convenient for writing.

You find a way to find him an old desk that is not used in the mansion, and then...

Originally, you just planned to get close to Yuanyi and brush his favor by the way, so inexplicably you went further and further on the road of popularizing compulsory education.

The hair also started to fall out a lot.

You are not a qualified teacher.

It would be better to say that the concept of teaching does not exist in your family culture, and a long time has given you everything. If Newton said that he was standing on the shoulders of giants when he sorted out the law of gravity, then you are equivalent to being born on the grave of Gaia. Playing disco day and night, the truth you are born with is enough for you to use until the universe is annihilated.

So you can't understand why humans can't directly input relevant data like AI, but need to acquire knowledge through inefficient precepts and deeds, and write a huge list of lessons that human young children are about to learn with a splitting headache.

Backward, the country of Japan is really too backward, whether it is civilization or species.

You who were able to recite the parameters of the orbits of stars in the entire Milky Way at the age of three shed painful tears.

The young Patriarch soon found out about your little tricks. Even if he was beaten by the house governor, he still sneaked over to play with his younger brother. You were originally recruited into the mansion because you could write, so he learned that you were recognized by the teaching predestined relationship. I was not particularly surprised when I was writing, but I just asked to myself: "Do monks also need to be able to read?"

"Sure." You said, "otherwise how would you read scriptures?"

Yan Sheng thought about it, and said to his younger brother: "Then you study hard."

After speaking, he put away the flower paper and left.

"Okay, young Patriarch, go slowly." You bid farewell, and turned your head to see Yuanyi looking at you with the same expressionless expression as before.

You: "...Why are you looking at me like this? Don't look at me reading textbooks, you need to know how to read, you know? The young master also told you to study hard, be good, and play with you after learning."

A quarter of an hour later.

You: "Yuanyi, don't read the textbooks all the time, but also look at the unqualified characters I circled, and write them correctly. Do you know how many people have this surname because of the wrong word "Watanabe"?" Will more than 20 typos with the same pronunciation be used as surnames?Come on, write this typo ten more times. "

……

You: "I said Yuanyi, don't write all the time, look up at me occasionally, if you don't look up, how do I know if you are listening to me? What's the use of just writing, am I not good-looking? Look up at me !"

……

You: "Yuanyi, why are you looking at me all the time? Is there any writing on my face? Look down at the textbook, what's in the textbook is the key point, read carefully, don't look up!"

Yuanyi: "..."

He was silent for a while, and hummed for the first time.

Time passed slowly like this.

Thanks to your unremitting efforts, the learning atmosphere in the small classroom of the A department, which only lasts half an hour a day, is getting better and better. Xiaoyanhulu Yuanyi also gradually began to respond to your teaching, occasionally saying a few words.

There's just one thing you really care about.

I don’t know if it’s because of nature or because of the gods, but during the more than a month since you taught Yuanyi to read and write, he has never addressed you as “Mr.”

Of course, you are not so formalistic that you have to care about such a little kindness, but Yuanyi is the first child you have taught since you consciously taught, and you can't help thinking about it, expressing it from time to time. .

It's a pity that Yuan Yi didn't realize it, which made you a little disappointed.

One day when he was practicing calligraphy, he seemed in a good mood. You rarely see Yuanyi with such an obvious happy expression on his face, so you asked him what happened.

"I want to be a samurai." Yuanyi said, "like a brother."

"Huh?" You were a little surprised, but then relieved.

Jiguo is a samurai family. It is normal for a child in the family to want to become a samurai, but you don’t like this profession very much, it’s too worthless. Either you die in a war for ordering rice, or you die under the wheel of history. It’s so boring.

You curled your lips in disgust, suddenly a flash of inspiration came.

"Oh, what a coincidence." You tidied up your collar reservedly and said with a smile, "To be honest, I am actually a swordsman."

Although that was the last game.

The account level and data of game characters cannot be inherited, so now you only have theoretical knowledge, but even so, it is definitely more than enough to deal with a seven-year-old child.

It's rare that this boring gourd will show his ambition to you, so it's better to show his skills along the way, let him be convinced by your strength and worship you as his teacher.

With such a plan, you took the time to toss out two bamboo knives, carefully wrapped the handles with a soft cloth, and handed them to him. Based on your vague memory, you instructed Yuanyi how to hold the knives and how to stand, and then motioned him to attack you.

"Hit hard." You said, ready to knock the opponent's bamboo knife away, lazily told: "Steady on your feet, don't fall—"

Your eyes go dark.

……Um?

You were floating in a void, completely unaware of what happened, when the system suddenly sent a disconnection notification.

"Neural link interrupted, please log in again"

you:"……"

you:"???????"

what happened?Are you bombed?

No, it's impossible. The dust cloud caused by the collision of small celestial bodies in the constellation Pisces did not delay the signal from your home. Could it be that your character has a heart attack again?

You are confused, reconnect the account.

When you wake up again, you find yourself lying on the grass, Yuan Yi kneels and sits beside you, seeing you open your eyes, he lowers his head slightly.

"Are you all right?" he asked.

You seem to have been beaten up by someone when you were disconnected, and there are dull pains all over your body. You got up gasping, and found a fist-sized lump on your left neck?

Fuck, why do you have such a big bag on your body?

You were startled, and subconsciously poked it, and then screamed in pain.

"What's wrong with me?" You asked in shock, and found that there were also red and swollen marks on your chest, abdomen, side waist and calves, and you were completely stunned.

"Sorry." Yuan Yi lowered his head and said softly, "I accidentally knocked you out...Sorry."

You: "...huh?"

It takes you half a minute to realize what he's talking about.

The author has something to say: It is a little bit of a complement to why the original Ji Guoyuan was able to distinguish and say the bug of the concept of blood, kidney, and muscle movement at the age of seventeen.

After all, when I was seven years old, I couldn't even tell the difference between milk and soy milk. If Yuanyi is really such a bug, I will be very sad