As Jiang Hu returned from a trip to the bookstore, it was nearly time for lunch.
After a short rest at noon, it was still very hot. Unable to work in the fields, Jiang Hu was weaving a winnow under the eaves, with Jiang Xiaoxue beside him making clothes.
The second mother took a few of the crabs caught yesterday, wore a straw hat, and went to visit Wang Xiang.
Because Wang Xiang often came to see the second mother, they had developed a deep friendship.
Iron Egg was causing mischief around his dad, while Xiaomi was petting the cat and reciting the "Three Character Classic" that her elder brother taught her last night. From time to time, she even wrote a few characters on a small sand tray.
Jiang Hu listened to a few sentences and asked in surprise, "Xiaomi, are these the things your brother taught you last night?"
Speaking as he got up and approached, he saw the words in the sand tray, and his eyes widened significantly, "You've already learned how to write them?"
