He Yidao glanced at Ke'er, who had a head sticking out from behind Hutou, and thought to himself.

"I am really your husband's friend. Your husband asked me to tell you a story." He Yidao smiled kindly.

"Tell a story?" Hu Tou glanced at Ke'er behind him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Yes, it's a story about a scholar. Are you willing to listen?"

"We only listen to the stories told by Mr. Zhong! Where are Mr. Zhong and the others?" Hu Tou said stubbornly.

"This is the story your husband wanted me to tell you. Your husband can't come today."

Hu Tou looked at Ke'er and hesitated for a while, then finally said:

"Okay then. You go ahead and talk."

"Before telling the story, your husband asked me to check a few words he gave you yesterday." He Yidao said again, "Can you write it?"

After hearing what He Yidao said, Hutou and Hutou gradually believed that He Yidao might really be Mr. Zhong's friend.

"I..." Hutou touched his head, seeming to be in a dilemma.

"Can write!" Ke'er, who was standing behind Hutou, gradually believed what He Yidao said.

"Okay, let's write it again."

Kerr nodded, then picked up a branch from the ground next to him and started writing on the ground.

Ke'er's handwriting is neat, square and powerful.

I saw four big characters written in Ke'er's "pen":

Cliff Academy.

As for the tiger head, after seeing the four big characters that Ke'er also came up with, he followed suit and wrote them out, but his handwriting was not as beautiful as Ke'er's.

"Your husband asked me to tell a story about a scholar..."
Chapter completed!