When Ding Xiang and Da Gua finally returned home, they heard the sound of reading loudly as soon as they entered the house. Fortunately, it was not the middle of the night, so it would not disturb people's dreams.

Ding Xiang was a little surprised when she heard that the voice was Er Gua. It was really rare for her stupid young son to be so eager to learn.

Sangua, who was in Cao Ying but his heart was in Han Dynasty, although he was in the house, his eyes never left the courtyard door.

While teaching, I glanced outside from time to time.

Finally, Ding Xiang and Da Gua appeared at the door of his house. He was so excited that he threw away the book in his hand and ran out quickly.

Ergua, who was studying, was confused.

She turned around and followed his leaving figure, and when she saw Ding Xiang, she stood up and walked out.

Just now, Ding Xiang was sighing that Er Gua was sensible. Unexpectedly, a man rushed out of the room in the next second and stood in front of her in a blink of an eye.

It really took a blink of an eye, as soon as it opened and closed, there was another person in front of her.

"Mom, you're finally back. It's great. You're safe." Sangua stood half a meter away from Ding Xiang, keeping a certain distance.

At this moment, he is different from the coquettish little boy he was a few months ago.

At that time, he didn't understand what it meant to be a child and avoid his mother, and his love for his mother was vividly displayed.

It was different now. No matter how excited he was at the moment, he could suppress it, but it was still obvious in his eyes.

Dingxiang looked Sangua up and down several times, feeling very surprised.

Good guy, I haven't seen you for a few months and you've already grown so much.

This kid's figure is like a sprout, developing rapidly.

Before, due to malnutrition, he looked shorter than the average child. After this period of nursing, he not only grew back, but also became a little taller than his peers.

"Sangua, come here, let mother take a good look at you." Ding Xiang looked at her youngest son, her face full of joy.

This child has not only grown taller now, but also looks more mature and stable.

There is still a bookish air all over his body.

Now my face is still a little childish, and my facial features are not fully developed.

But given time, he will definitely grow into a handsome and charming young man.

He is indeed her precious little son!

"Mom, I'm getting jealous. When we first met, you didn't look at me so intently." Just when the friendship between mother and son was getting stronger, Ergua squeezed in at an inappropriate time and said sourly.

Ding Xiang felt her teeth sore at that time, and looked at Er Gua: "Er Gua, you are really getting better and better as you live, why do you want to be jealous of everyone!"

"Mom, I was joking."

"This kid is getting more and more powerful now, and he even jokes with your mother."

After Ding Xiang said this, she ignored Ergua and took her youngest son's hand back to the study room.

In the room, there are four sets of learning utensils, one for the two melons, three melons and the little golden toad with peppercorns.

Previously, the calligraphy practitioners were all boys, but later Huajiao and Jinchan also joined in, at their own initiative.

Sangua naturally welcomed his sisters' interest in making progress, and even used his own pocket money to buy them a set of four treasures in the study.

Although it is not something valuable, it is already very sincere.

After Ding Xiang went in, she checked their homework one by one.

I found that their handwriting is quite good now, and it seems that they have practiced a lot.

Ding Xiang asked some more questions. In addition to practicing calligraphy, they also read some books in class.

Er Gua replied, the books I usually read are from the Book of Songs, and I will also study the Four Books and Five Classics later.

After hearing this, Ding Xiang couldn't help but laugh, patted Er Gua on the shoulder, and encouraged, "Not bad, I have ambition."

Dagua listened on the sidelines and silently clenched his fists.

He had been away for five months this time, and he knew very well that the gap between him and his second brother was getting wider and wider, and was about to become a chasm.

I still remember that when I first started studying, my second brother always complained that he didn’t want to study, but now, he can already recite simple poems.

But then I thought about it, a person with the qualifications of my second brother can also learn it, there is no reason why he can’t learn it!

Well, as long as he studies hard, is more serious, and works harder, he might still be able to surpass his second brother.

That's right, Er Gua's catching up in knowledge made Da Gua feel very uncomfortable.

He has always been the eldest in the family, taking care of everything, and he has always been the one to take care of his younger brother.

But one day, he found that he was worse than his younger brother. This inner gap made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Ding Xiang still doesn't know that this kid Da Gua has a sensitive heart and is secretly competing with her.

After talking to Ergua, I looked at the calligraphy written by Huajiao and Xiao Jinchan and asked the same question.

The two sisters also studied a little bit of the Book of Songs, but not much.
Chapter completed!