Even if she has never raised a cub, Yu Zhi knows that the cub is smart.

Sometimes she forgot what she said accidentally, but the little boy could remember it. She read "Three Hundred Thousand" to him, and he could recite it to her in a few days.

He is now ------ able to read books by himself. Sometimes when he encounters a word he doesn't understand, he asks her, Yu Zhi ------

Can she say that she doesn't know him either?

So, the mother and son checked the reference book together, and it turned out that the little boy could read it faster than she did. It means that the little boy is still young and easy to do things in the lake. When he gets older, what will be the dignity of Yu Zhi's mother?

Yu Zhi doesn't know if Zai'er's father was like this when he was a child, but she definitely wasn't smart like this when she was a child.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Was she slapped on the beach by her baby?

While Yu Zhi shed a handful of bitter tears for herself, she was also very happy. The little kid is so smart and will definitely be successful when he grows up. Will she, the mother, be able to retire early?

Just thinking about it makes Yu Zhi feel that there is hope for the future.

After breakfast the next day, the mother and son went fishing again with their fishing poles. There was a river near their home, which almost surrounded half of Pomegranate Lane.

Yu Zhi didn't know whether the river was deep or not, but there must be fish in the river. All the fish her family ate in the past few years came from here. At first, Yu Zhi fished alone, but later there were more babies.

Is Yu Zhi fishing for fish? No, she is cultivating the cub's patience.

As soon as she threw the fishhook into the water, someone came to her, "Mr. Yu, sir, please go to the Yamen."

The person who came was the arrester of the Yamen, surnamed Wang.

The Wang family is a wealthy local family in Ancheng, and Wang Baotou is from a branch of the Wang family.

In any dynasty, it is very necessary to have a good relationship with the government. Moreover, working for the government, even if there is no salary, there are still many hidden benefits, so Yu Zhi has always been very active.

"Okay, let's go." Yu Zhi was very happy. She put the fishing rod to the river and led the little boy into the carriage. Anyway, everyone knew that it was her fishing rod and no one would take it away.

The prefect of Ancheng has a surname of Yuan and a first name of Wenrui, and he looks like he is in his early thirties. To be able to become a prefect at this age, Yuan Wenrui's own talents are beyond doubt, and secondly, he borrowed the honor of his family. He comes from the Yuan family in the capital, although he is not

A direct branch, but also a side branch with very close blood. He is outstanding and his family is naturally willing to support him.

Another thing is that Ancheng is located in the north, remote and has a small population. It is not a prosperous and wealthy state capital, but no one wants to come here, so it was passed over by Yuan Wenrui.

"I've met my lord."

As soon as he entered the Yamen, Yuan Wenrui was waiting in the small hall. Seeing Yu Zhi salute, he quickly stood up and said: "Mr. Yu, please don't be polite. Please sit down quickly. It's Yuan who has something to trouble Mr. Yuan."

Whether it's the address or the etiquette of hospitality, respect is everywhere.

"I've met the adults!" a little voice suddenly sounded.

Yu Zhi tried to hold his forehead in embarrassment, but Yuan Wenrui was startled, and then laughed. He looked at the little boy who was saluting him solemnly, and his voice softened, "It turns out to be Zhou Zhou, what do you call me?

Uncle, that's fine. Brother Mingkun didn't go to school today, why don't you go and play with him?"

Mingkun is Yuan Wenrui's only son. He is two years older than Zaizi. He is six years old this year and has already entered school for enlightenment.

The little boy looked at Yu Zhi, who nodded and encouraged him, "Go ahead. Mom will pick you up when you leave."

"Okay then." Xiaozai nodded expressionlessly and told the government servant who led him to Mingkun that he was tired.

Yuan Wenrui couldn't help but praise, "This kid is smart!"

"My lord, that's ridiculous. I'm just an ordinary child." Yu Zhi said modestly. She was also confused. She had never taught him. This side of the little boy in front of outsiders was probably innate.

"Mr. Yu, this is what happened. There was a murder in the north of the city. The woman who bought groceries next door said she saw a stranger wandering outside the wall of his house a few days ago. According to the woman's description, the government office

There were portraits of several people in there. After looking at them, my mother-in-law said that they were somewhat similar, but not very similar. Yuan really had no choice but to ask the husband to come out and give some advice."

Yuan Wenrui said, stood up and saluted Yu Zhi.

Yu Zhi hurriedly avoided it, "My lord, you are serious. I take care of everything, keep the people safe, share your worries, and do my best to catch the murderer. It is my honor and pleasure."

Two years ago, Yu Zhi drew a sketch portrait of Xiao Zai Zi. Yuan Wenrui saw it and was amazed. He said it looked so similar. If the portraits of wanted criminals were so clear, it would be much easier for the Yamen to find the real culprit.

Already.

Who doesn’t know that the police station is the busiest unit? Especially the criminal investigation department, when encountering a big eucalyptus, there are times when they don’t sleep for days and nights.

Yu Zhi doesn't want to take this job, she doesn't want to work overtime, and she doesn't want to be bald.

Then teach a disciple. In fact, it is not considered to be a disciple. In the entire yamen, no matter you are a policeman or a jailer, as long as you are willing, you can come and learn sketching. Start by drawing plates.

Most of the people in the yamen are rough people. Are they allowed to use swords and pens? That is simply heavier than Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

In the end, there were only four or five people who persisted in learning. They were all doing clerical jobs and had some basic skills.

Yu Zhi only had to come and give a lesson every seven days. After teaching for more than a year, they were able to draw decently, so Yu Zhi stopped the class.

"Mr. Yu!" The others have been waiting for a long time.

Yu Zhi nodded to everyone, "Let's get started."

She stood in front of the easel and motioned to the woman to start describing. According to her description, Yu Zhi took a special charcoal pencil and drew on special paper.

Following the mother-in-law's description, a person's facial features soon appeared on the paper.

The mother-in-law looked at it and said: "It's 70-80% similar. The eyes are more fierce. And the eyebrows, that person's eyebrows are shorter."

Yu Zhi adjusted his eyes and eyebrows according to what she said. Now the mother-in-law was shocked, "It's so similar. Has Mr. Yu seen that person before?"

Zhang Xingshu admired him very much, "Mr. Yu has not seen a real person, but Mr. Yu has amazing skills." He took the portrait and admired it carefully, "I am ashamed, we are far behind Mr. Yu."

Others also gathered around to watch. Although it was not the first time they had seen it, they were still shocked by this painting technique, which was like looking into a mirror. They all praised: "Mr. Yu has a great talent!" and humbly asked her for advice.

Even though Yu Zhi was thick-skinned, she was embarrassed.

It's just a sketch, there's really no technical content.

When she was a freshman in high school, there were 50 people in a class, 42 of whom had studied sketching, and all of them had been there for more than five years.

"Nothing else, just watch more, practice more, and feel more." Yu Zhi said with a wooden face.

It's no longer possible, she has to leave quickly, she won't be able to stand it any longer!

So embarrassing!
Chapter completed!