In addition, Mo'er is still young, so asking Li Luo to teach him reading is indeed overkill.
When Li Luoxing arrived, he talked a little bit about some things that he had never heard of in Xiemadian. He also dabbled in astronomy, geography, arithmetic and arithmetic.
Mo'er's eyes were opened so much that she never closed her mouth after opening it.
Even Su Niang was attracted by what Li Luo said. She put down her needle and thread and listened attentively, but there was always a strange look in her eyes.
After an hour, Li Luo saw that Mo'er was a little tired. It was really difficult for a small child to remember all this at once.
Li Luo stopped and let Mo'er go play on her own. It wouldn't be too late to refresh herself before listening to the lecture.
Mo'er responded, stood up, poured a cup of tea for Li Luo, and took it over respectfully.
Fortunately this time, Su Niang was willing to put some tea leaves in. Although it was still very weak, it still had the taste of tea.
Mo'er and Li Luocai met for the first time, but for some reason, this little kid was very close to Li Luo, which made Li Luo feel pity for him for no reason.
Mo'er was playing in the courtyard, Li Luo drank a few sips of tea, and Su Niang was busy with her sewing again.
Li Luo looked at Su Niang, who was attentive, and suddenly asked: "Since life is so hard, why don't you take Mo'er away from here?"
"Leave? Where to go?" Su Niang asked without raising her head.
"Well, maybe it would be better to go further south. Beifu Mountain is high in the wind and cold, and life is not easy. Your embroidery skills are superb. If you go to Tiannan to support your family with embroidery work alone, it shouldn't be difficult. But the Beifu states are not good at embroidery work.
It seems inappropriate to stay here."
Su Niang was slightly startled, with a hint of helplessness in her warmth, and smiled softly: "They are all the same."
These four words, very soft and gentle, seem to contain Su Niang’s endless bitter wanderings for half her life. I don’t know what kind of past this woman with a child has had.
At this moment, Su Niang's eyes seemed to be able to see through the glitz of the world, and there was an indifferent freedom and ease in her idle sigh, which cast a layer of enchanting look on her ugly face, which made people feel sad in their hearts.
A tremor.
Li Luo didn't expect that Su Niang would have such an expression. When she was in a daze, Su Niang had quietly got up and gone somewhere else.
Li Luo taught Mo'er for another hour. Although Mo'er was a child from a poor family, he was indeed very studious.
Seeing Mo'er like this, Li Luo couldn't help but think of how when he was young, although he studied hard, he lacked such a cherishing mood.
At lunch time, Su Niang finally gave up the opportunity to show off her cooking skills and went to the only inn in Xiemadian. She bought some food, including a roasted chicken. Seeing Mo'er's expression of joy, she was afraid that
I can’t eat it more than a few times a year.
Su Niang smiled and scolded Mo'er a few words. She first asked Li Luo to use his chopsticks and then asked Mo'er to satisfy his craving. She was very polite.
Li Luo didn't refuse. The bowl of something he couldn't explain in the morning really made Li Luo shy away. He was really hungry now.
However, Li Luo only took a few bites and stopped eating, asking Mo'er to eat more.
It was originally a good intention, but Su Niang muttered several words, obviously complaining about Li Luo's pickyness. What kind of delicacies are there in this remote and remote place?
While the three of them were eating, a rough laughter suddenly came from outside the door: "Hey, it smells like meat. What a coincidence."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man opened the door curtain and walked in. He sniffed and had a greedy look on his face.