Chapter 2327

There's nothing left or right. Muzhi also learned some words from her father when she was young. Although Su Kui didn't know if there was any problem in the Enlightenment of being a child, munianjun was also the first child she taught.

No!

"Well, do you know the origin of your name? You have to learn to write your own name to allow you to eat today. Do you know? "

In terms of education, Su Kui always adheres to the principle, but she doesn't force her too close because she is slightly autistic in xiaozhengtai.

Now mu Nianjun doesn't repel her as much as at the beginning. Everything is developing in a good place. Su Kui is relieved.

Mu Nianjun is the key line of the task, and it can't fail!

"Clouds break the moon and flowers make shadows, which leads to a piece of Acacia. Where is your love? I want you alone. This is the origin of xiaonianjun's name. Of course, my mother won't explain the meaning of this word to you now. When you grow up, you will understand naturally. "

Before the Mu Zhi do not understand, only think that the elder sister's belly is pregnant with which man's wild seed.

But Su Kui didn't think so. If she could read "Nianjun" to Mu Nianjun, she would understand Mu Qu's mood. She must be her father who loves mu Nianjun so much that she would have no name and no division. She would also give birth to this child if she died.

He should not be treated with such indifference, but with good sustenance, not resentment.

"Mu? It's the mu of Si mu. My mother will write it with you once. Be serious."

Su Kui will pat him on the head, pull back the spirit he doesn't know where he is, hold his hand, and write on the sand table.

As for why not use paper -

is it not because of poverty?

I can't afford to eat any more. Where can I buy paper, Su Kui comes across and gets some new embroidered samples. After embroidering, I will sell them to xiuzhuang for a high price to eat.

Otherwise, in the light of the fact that the rice VAT was empty when she first came, she would starve to death as soon as she was a freshman. In a poor home, even rats do not visit.

In her own home, Su Kui is much more at will. She is still in the plain blue cloth long skirt, her hair is not tied up, but tied at will at the back of her head.

A few wisps of mischievous hair fell from her forehead, and the bright sunlight hit her, bringing this kind of aesthetic feeling.

Who would have thought that she was the mother of a five-year-old?

Yan Liang can't think of it. Looking at her face, it's easy to forget this fact.

The courtyard door was open, Su Kui didn't hear the sound of wheelchair at all. She taught mu Nianjun to finish writing "Mu". When she was free, she hooked her hair to her ears, and then she raised her head and rubbed her swollen neck.

Then I saw the bright man at the door.

"Young master Yan?"

Su Kui frowned. When did he come, but he didn't realize it? She knocked on her head, stood up and was still upset that she had not found out.

The woman's careful thinking is so easy to guess. It's all written on her face.

Yan Liang can't help but smile. When he smiles, his lips will show a light smile line. It's sparse and clean, which makes people yearn for.

"Madame mu, Yan came to thank you."

Maybe it was her bowl of ginger soup that worked. She went back and took a hot bath. The next day, she was refreshed and had no headache or fever.

Even his dedicated bodyguards were greatly relieved. They all came to Taohua village to recuperate. It's right!

"Come in, young master Yan."

"Are you teaching Nianjun to write?" Yan Liang approaches, picks his eyebrows and looks at Su Kui curiously.