That night, Xu Youzhi fell on the bed and felt a little sleepy. He was also very tired from chatting with the guests. Even though Governor Shen Yunniang took Huang E back to the wing later.
Just as he was about to instruct Gao Hanwen to blow the lamp, he saw Gao Hanwen coming over again holding a piece of paper.
"Prenatal education, prenatal education, sleep after prenatal education, very soon. Today is the story of the pony crossing the river"
Gao Hanwen looked panicked.
"You have been doing prenatal education since last month, and you tell a story every day. When I give birth, your prenatal education stories can be published in a book. You only have one day of prenatal education, and you have never heard of it before. "
Xu Youzhi couldn't understand Gao Hanwen's persistence in prenatal education, but he could only accept it calmly. Otherwise, my husband would be mumbling to me, and I would not be able to sleep even if I wanted to. Besides, it only takes a little time. The most fundamental thing is that although these prenatal education stories are short, they are also thought-provoking. They are naturally interesting to listen to and the more they are listened to, the more they fall in love with them.
"Your idea is very good. When the time comes, a complete collection of father's prenatal education stories will be published, so that the children of the gentry of Ming Dynasty can start rolling up from the fetal stage."
Gao Hanwen jokingly said After saying that, he started to learn the children's clip sounds and read it with an accent.
"There is a family of Ma Ma and her child living together in the forest. One day, the family is short of salt, and the half-grown Ma child takes the initiative to go to the market in the forest to help his mother buy salt."
"Not long after I went out, I saw a river. Some ponies who were afraid of flooding asked the old man Niu next to him, "
This story is not meant for fetuses, Xu Youzhi is here I just feel that most of them are just for myself. Although Xu Youzhi only knew some terms for the newly learned things, but after years of writing, he could already understand that Gao Hanwen was treating himself or Zhejiang as a pony, wanting to get out of the hut and go to the market.
Maybe it’s not easy to say directly, “Wife, you have to understand me.” It would be better to say this.
But Xu Youzhi didn't care about this. He had long been determined to marry Gao Hanwen. Even if there are setbacks in his new learning, he has already had some contact with various dukes in Taixi by virtue of his script. When the time comes, it's a big deal and it's okay to go there.
The world is so big, no matter how big the river is, as long as the two of them are together, she, Xu Youzhi, is not afraid. Now he is no longer the Xu Youzhi who had no choice but to rely on writing to solve his problems last year.
After coming into contact with Taixi and the wider world. The new worries I had about my husband-in-law also disappeared. At worst, I could go to Thailand and support my family by writing. With a way out, support and belief in the new learning began to strengthen.
"I feel like the content is almost missing after I finish speaking." Xu Youzhi interrupted as Gao Hanwen stood silently and prepared to blow out the oil lamp.
"What is missing?" Gao Hanwen wrote it from memory and did not think about what was missing.
“The pony finally tried to wade across the river, but the water was up to his thighs. The pony behind was carrying a salt bag, but the salt bag was too big and fell under his thighs.To be diluted with water. Isn’t it time to say something?”
“Walking is not just about trying to wade. The basic purpose is to buy salt. If not make a mark on your thigh. If there are several rivers behind this, and if you wade too much water and forget about it, wouldn’t it be a vain attempt? This seems to be similar to Xinxue’s recent records of benevolence, righteousness and economic growth data in various places. Are all stories so subtle and meaningful?"
Xu Youzhi looked at Gao Hanwen in a daze and quickly added. Writers are different. With a few words, the connotation of this story becomes more profound. It's a pity that these seven Can a one-month-old fetus understand? Please remember to bookmark it. The latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft