"I don't go to the imperial examinations, don't write articles, just learn any cultural courses, and know how to write. I don't know much about anything, so let me go."

Feng Jing really couldn't understand what Su Hua was thinking in his mind. If you want to learn to write, why wouldn't you want to know the meaning of the words?

Learning to write is the foundation of learning knowledge. She wants to learn the basics, so why don’t she learn more comprehensively?

He didn't want Su Hua to learn so well, but when he learned characters, it was not fundamental to understand the meaning of characters.

After thinking about it, Feng Jing thought of a possibility and squinted his eyes and said to Su Huan, "Don't the girl want to condescend to the nobles and learn from me?"

It’s not a condescending reign or not. She just felt that she was so old, so she would just learn knowledge again and find a regular teacher to learn it. She would be scolded.

Feng Jing is also Mr. Banzhu Shui, why do you learn from him? If you are taught a lesson by someone who is not as good as her level of education, Su Hua can't accept it...

Alas, she deserves a good face problem.

Su Huan's expression can already explain a lot of things. Feng Jing sneered and threw the brush on the table. Many people begged him to explain a poem or two and he was not happy. Now he was rushing to the door and was disliked by a village girl, "Oh, I understand, the girl is the master, I will not interfere in the girl's education issue anymore."

Feng Jing left with his hands behind his back, and did not forget to turn around and assign homework to Su Zhen, "Today I will draw ten more copybooks."

Su Zhen, who felt implicated, pouted, looked at Su Huan, and asked in confusion, "Sister, why are Brother Feng angry?"

"Who knows?" Su Huan knew of course, just asking her to explain to her brother. She picked up the brush and said with distress, "How can you vent your anger with the brush? Two taels of silver per piece of wolf hair or sheep hair?" She bought casually in the store, but she didn't remember the boss' introduction.

Can Su Zhen still not understand his sister's carefree personality?

The little old man sighed like a pen and continued to do his homework.

Su Huan also followed the words and said that the brush was really not easy to use, so he wanted to throw the brush away directly.

But brushes are expensive, and in addition, she came up with a good idea.

That is, it seems that she is writing with a brush. In fact, she is practicing controlling the ink dipped on the brush and using the water-based superpower to control the ink. Even though the hair on the brush she is holding is not controlled well due to the strength, the ink does not run out, and the ink is moving in the shape of the letter under the copybook.

With the hair on the brush as a cover, Su Huan drew two pages of characters that were exactly the same as the font of the copybook below.

It can be described as the level of copying.

Such precise control is not difficult for Su Hua in the past, but it is too difficult for Su Hua, who is still at a low level now.

After coming to ancient times, she practiced a lot of superpowers as wood-based superpowers, and she basically didn't practice water-based superpowers. She usually used them and washed something and released water, which was not considered a meticulous operation at all.

This time she used calligraphy practice. She was very serious when writing and didn't notice how many words she had written.

After Su Zhen's scream rang in her ears, she had not had time to be happy that the words she had drawn were so beautiful, and she fainted on the ground with weakness.

If you practice calligraphy, you will faint. If you say it, you will be laughed at to death!

But what's damn, she was just exhausted and didn't faint, she just had no strength, she had no strength all over and couldn't even hold the brush.

"Sister, sister!"

His sister, who can carry hundreds of kilograms of wood and kill hundreds of kilograms of wild boars on weekdays, suddenly fell in front of her weakly. Su Zhen was so scared that she burst into tears, but he still knew that Feng Jing could find the only one who could be found in the family, so she rushed out with tears in her nose.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, help me, Brother Feng!"

Those who came to help also knew that Su Zhen was Su Huan's younger brother. Seeing him running out like this, he couldn't help but look at him.

Feng Jing saw Su Zhen's frightened look, put down the pig's head in his hand, walked over to him through the crowd, hugged him, lifted up his sleeves to wipe his tears and asked, "Su Zhen, what's wrong?"

Su Zhen also hated Feng Jing before, but in addition to Sister, Feng Jing was the only one in the family. He grabbed Feng Jing's arm and said, "Sister, Sister, Sister fainted, wuwu, save her."

Su Huan has such a tough body and is still fine just now. Can he faint if he writes a word?

Feng Jing's subconscious disbelief.

But Su Zhen didn't look like he was pretending, and he became anxious.

Some people usually look strong and healthy, but once they get sick, they will be like a mountain of falling.

He hugged Su Zhen and ran into the backyard. Sure enough, he saw Su Hua lying on the ground.

Not only was the sweat wet all over his body, but there were still a large patch of water winding on the ground.

"Sister, wuwu."

Su Zhen wanted to go to Su Huan's side when he opened his hand, so Feng Jing put him down.

Feng Jing, who had thought about not forgiveing ​​Su Hua for a quarter of an hour ago, still remembered those little awkward things at this moment, bent down and picked up Su Hua.

Su Hua was very embarrassed. She didn't really faint. After the superpower was exhausted, her mind was extremely clear. She would be more intimate with the water elements in the surrounding environment and her perception would become stronger and more sensitive.

Lying on the ground and resting for an hour, she will be fine.

Unfortunately, she couldn't speak, and her younger brother was worried about her and insisted on finding Feng Jing.

She could only pretend to be dead at this moment, otherwise how could she face Feng Jing? This guy didn't know that she was practicing superpowers. He knew that she fainted when she practiced calligraphy. He must laugh at her!

Moreover, what's this? Her three-type superpower is now being held in her arms by a man!

What a shame!

What a shame!

Why is it not the handsome guy who holds her, but an ugly man, woof!

She will never practice her superpowers outside again in the future, and she does not want to be picked up by a corpse.

When she was practicing calligraphy just now, she didn't expect that she would become fascinated by practicing calligraphy. She is a poor student, a poor student! When will she become addicted to learning and be overwhelmed?

Well, why did this man run so fast? His chest is not soft at all, and it hurts her head. What should I do if I get a concussion?

She missed the captain's chest, but it was better for the woman's arms to be soft, and the man's chest was not good.

Although Su Huan was well-behaved by Feng Jing's good food during this period, she always consumed her supernatural powers, so even though she ate so much meat, she didn't make up for her fat at all.

On weekdays, I only think she is petite, but she has a stubborn temper and is not to suffer any loss. She is capable of doing things outside, and she gives people the feeling that she is strong, making her petite figure overlooked.

Now holding it in her arms, Feng Jing only felt that the girl in her arms was a small group. She was indeed a little girl. She couldn't afford to offend anything. She was afraid of the fierce head of the family. She sacrificed too much for this family. No one remembered that she was just a little girl.
Chapter completed!