Mo Ziwan said it was so simple that Han Shuxian immediately wanted to find a candle to try it out. It was a pity that there were only oil lamps at home, no candles.

Han Shuxian has been keeping this matter in mind since Mo Ziwan talked about wax paper printing. The first thing he did when he arrived in the county town the next day was to go to the grocery store and buy twenty candles. He prepared to go home for the experiment after the class was finished for a while. He even delayed the new lessons taught by Mo Ziwan and Han Chunlin tonight, and did the experiment first, and then the class was held according to the situation after the experiment was completed.

When Han Shuxian came home, he saw Han Chunlin playing in the yard with his little daughter. Han Chunlin was wearing the little wild flowers on Han Qiu's head. The flowers looked very beautiful, and his little cotton jacket looked better. But why did the better cotton jacket look so much after wearing the beautiful little flowers on his head and want to make people laugh!

He walked over and hugged Han Qiulu, who was holding a handful of small wild flowers in his hand. Han Qiulu was always playing with the flowers in his hand, but was suddenly picked up by someone. He turned around immediately. After seeing that it was Dad, his eyebrows and eyes were bent up, and he shouted happily: "Dad!" "Dad!" After calling, he raised the little flower in his hand and wanted to wear it on Han Shuxian's head, "Dad--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Han Shuxian smiled and said, "If Daddy doesn't wear it, just let's wear it Lulu."

After not putting flowers on his sister, Han Chunlin also turned his attention to Han Shuxian, especially the oil paper bag in his hand. He thought Han Shuxian had brought back something delicious, so he asked, "Dad, what are you carrying?"

Han Chunlin asked, and Han Shuxian handed the candle in his hand to Han Chunlin and said, "You can put the candle I bought in the house."

When Han Chunlin heard that it was not for food, he instantly lost his expectations. After taking the candle, he replied, "Oh." Han Chunlin, who took the candle, asked again, "Dad, why did you buy so many candles?"

"Prepare it, it's easy to use when the oil lamp is used up." Han Shuxian said, not as gentle as he was when he spoke to the little girl in his arms.

After listening to Han Shuxian's answer, Han Chunlin turned around and went into the house to put candles.

As soon as Han Chunlin left, Han Shuxian looked at his good daughter more attentively. The flowers on his head were particularly eye-catching, especially the petals were all kneaded and the petals were gone, leaving only the bare heart of the flower, and the rest were all the remaining flowers with the falling petals.

Han Shuxian, who had not found a complete flower, reached out and wanted to take off the broken flower on his daughter's head, and then took care of the messy hair for her. However, Han Qiulu covered the flower she wore and shouted, "If you don't take it, if you don't take it, you have to wear it!"

Seeing that she didn't want to take it down, Han Shuxian had to rely on her, "Okay, okay, daddy doesn't take flowers, my daughter looks the most beautiful and beautiful."

Hearing praises for his beauty, Han Qiulu shouted happily again, "Beautiful, beautiful."

While teasing Han Qiulu, Han Chunlin, who had put the candle, walked out again, "Dad, Sister Wanwan praised me today and said that my writing is much better than before."

Han Shuxian listened to Han Chunlin's somewhat proud words with a complicated mood. A six-year-old child was complacent and proud of the praise of a four-year-old child. He calmed down his complicated mood and secretly warned himself not to be anxious or not! There are so many people like Wanwan in the world, not to mention a few, just her is already amazing. Try to make her voice softer, "Why did you write it today?"

Han Chunlin replied happily: "Brother Murong taught me to write it."

Han Shuxian was very helpless at this time, thinking to myself that I had taught you for several years, and now you told me that Murong had taught you! Did I teach you a pig before? But I still asked: "Then how did your brother Murong teach you?"

Han Chunlin continued to reply happily: "Actually, he didn't teach me much, but wrote a word for me to refer to it for me to write it accordingly. Except for the first word in front, I wrote it afterwards. Brother Murong also said that we could finish writing it early, and after writing it, we could go to the mountain to find medicine to dig again."

When it comes to digging medicine, he becomes even more excited. "Yesterday we dug a full basket of medicinal materials. Sister Wanwan said, "Wait, go to the county clinic and sell it for money, we all have a share."

Han Shuxian looked at his son's excitement and was happy, "Do you want to dig medicinal materials in the mountains?"

Han Chunlin nodded, "Well, it's so fun to dig medicinal materials. Today we went to the mountain to dig medicinal materials and dug a lot of wild vegetables. I also brought them back to cook for my mother."

Han Shuxian encouraged, "Okay, I'll try the wild vegetables you dug back later." After a pause, he said, "But your sister Wanwan and others still have to copy books, so you should not make trouble in the mountains."

Han Chunlin nodded and replied, "Well, we don't go every day!"

Han Shuxian said again: "I will write another article later. If I can write it well, I will take you to the county to buy your favorite wooden sword when I rested this time."

Han Chunlin nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, I'll write now."

Han Shuxian stopped him and said, "I will write later, I will have dinner soon." Even if it is not time for dinner, he will not let him write it now. This was specially arranged for him, and he planned to use his writing time to make wax paper with Wanwan to print it.

After Han Shuxian finished speaking, Yu Silian also walked out and shouted, "Chunlin quickly wash his hands and prepare for dinner."

As soon as the Han family finished their meal, Mo Ziwan's voice came in, "Brother Chunlin."

As soon as the shout ended, a response sounded in the room, "Hey! Sister Wanwan!"

After entering the room, Mo Ziwan shouted again: "Uncle, aunt."

Yu Silian asked, "Have you eaten?"

Mo Ziwan replied, "I've eaten it. My breasts didn't go to the field for the second half of today, so I prepared the meal early." Mo Ziwan said as she walked, walking to Han Qiulu, looking at the broken flowers on her head, and forgot that the flowers were broken, but why did she wear them all over her head, and she really became a flower girl! She took out a small doll from behind her like a magic trick and reached it in front of Han Qiulu, "Sister Lulu, see what this is?"

"Yes-Yes!" Han Qiulu immediately reached into Mo Ziwan's hand to get the doll toy.

"Give it to you a puppy!" Mo Ziwan said.

Yu Silian looked at the puppet puppet handed to Han Qiulu by Ziwan, and praised: "You are exquisite and compact!"

Mo Ziwan asked Yu Silian with a mysterious look on her face and said, "Aunt, who made this puppy?"

Yu Silian said without thinking: "Your grandma!"

Mo Ziwan grinned and said, "I'm wrong, this is what Sister Mo Li sewed it!"

Yu Silian was a little surprised. She took the doll in her daughter's hand and saw it more clearly after holding it in her hand. Although the pins were not fine enough, it was already very good for an eight-year-old child! "I didn't expect Mo Li to have such a good craft at such a young age!"

Han Qiulu was unhappy after her mother took her doll, so she threw herself on Yu Silian and wanted to go back to the doll! "Okay, I'll give it to you, and I'll give it to you!" Yu Silian returned the doll in her hand to Han Qiulu's hand.

"Be good sister Lulu, we will let Sister Mo Li play other small animals tomorrow." Mo Ziwan said.

"I want it too!" Han Chunlin looked at his sister, but he was jealous if he didn't!

Mo Ziwan turned to look at Han Chunlin, "Okay! I'll make one for you tomorrow!"

When Han Shuxian was in the academy, he thought about coming back to make wax paper printing. Now he wanted to try it early to see if it would work. So he said to Han Chunlin: "You write first. What your sister and I discussed last night has not yet been discussed. Let's talk about the new lesson after the discussion." Then he reminded: "Don't forget what I just said, write it well."

Han Chunlin had no idea of ​​listening to them this time, and nodded and responded: "Okay!"

Han Shuxian said again: "Let's go, I'll send you to the study room to write. Your sister Wanwan and I will talk in the hall later, so that we will not affect you when we speak in the study room."

Han Chunlin obediently followed Han Shuxian to the study room. After arriving at the study room, Han Shuxian took a few pieces of paper and a set of pens and ink on the desk and then walked out of the study room.

After entering the hall and put the paper and pen, Han Shuxian turned around and took the candle that Han Chunlin had put in before the meal on the table. After placing the things he wanted to use, he said to Yu Silian: "Go and close some of the door."

"I'll go!" Mo Ziwan ran to the door without waiting for Yu Silian to respond. When she closed the door and turned back to the table, she saw Han Shuxian holding a cup and baking it on the fire, which contained broken candles.

Seeing Han Shuxian roasting candles, Mo Ziwan was thinking about how to soak the paper after the candle melted! But before she could think about it, Han Shuxian said to Yu Silian next to her again: "Get our tray for use!"

Yu Silian knew that they were making wax paper, but she didn't understand what to do with the plate? "What are you doing with the tray?"

Han Shuxian replied: "It will take a while to put on wax and paper!"

Yu Silian is not a stupid person either. When she thought about it, she realized that the cup was so small that she would definitely not be able to put the paper in. The tray was just right. After putting the paper in, it was flat. Pour the candle in and dyed the paper all with wax. So Yu Silian put down Han Qiulu in her arms, "Mom, get something, you and your sister are playing here." After that, she said to Mo Ziwan: "Wanwan, look at my sister."

"Okay." Mo Ziwan also climbed down from under the bench while talking and pulled Han Qiulu, "Sister Lulu, let's go there to play."

Mo Ziwan pulled Han Qiulu to the side of the chair to play. What were you playing? Of course, she played the clapping game she usually played, but this clapping game had long been changed to a different version by Mo Ziwan, about counting, about idioms, about eating, etc. Now they are playing idioms. Mo Ziwan asked Han Qiulu to stretch out her hand flat, and then she took a picture down and said, "It's a big hit!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand like Han Qiulu and waited for Han Qiulu to come and take a photo. Han Qiulu happily took a photo and said with Mo Ziwan: "It's awesome!"

Then Mo Ziwan: "Two-point bright moon!" If you play with Han Chunlin and the others, there will be no clapping. Just say one, I will say two, and then three or four, and then say one after another until you can't get it.

Han Shuxian smiled and laughed secretly! Wanwan, a young man, was more competent than himself in front of him! When other people's children were still learning to speak, their children could already recite poems and idioms.

After Han Shuxian melted all the candles, Yu Silian also put the paper on the table flat on the tray. Not only did she put the paper in the tray, but she also laid several sheets on the table, preparing to take the paper out of the table and put it on the table for a while and put it on the table to cool down.

Han Shuxian poured the melted candle into the tray and watched the candles on the edge of the cup slowly solidify and become one with the cup. Then he looked at the paper laid on the table, "Although the paper padded makes the table not stick to the candle, the paper padded after taking out the wax paper will probably be stuck with the wax paper."

After he reminded him, Yu Silian also understood, "What should I do?"


Chapter completed!