Author: Apple Atang

Xia Yuwei helped him put on his clothes and said, "Can you write?"

Zhao Xinghe lowered his head: "I don't know anything, and she doesn't teach me anything."

Xia Yuwei sighed deeply, "She is really..." She looked at Zhao Xinghe and did not continue.

"You wait." Xia Yuwei opened the door and went out. After a while, she brought a pen and paper. "I'll teach you how to write your own name and mine, okay?"

Zhao Xinghe's eyes lit up with joy: "Weiwei, is it true? Are you here to teach me?"

Xia Yuwei laid out the paper, ground the ink, and wrote on the paper: Zhao Xinghe, Xia Yuwei,

Zhao Xinghe looked at it seriously. "Weiwei, your name has a lot of strokes."

Xia Yuwei smiled: "Let's try it."

Zhao Xinghe picked up the pen nervously and excitedly. Xia Yuwei corrected him, "Hold the pen like this, okay, start writing..."

Zhao Xinghe spent a long time writing, twisting and turning.

He was very discouraged: "I can't write well, Weiwei, I can't write well."

Xia Yuwei thought for a while and said: "You can practice slowly and you will be able to write well."

Zhao Xinghe looked at her: "If I can finish writing it, can you let me kiss it?"

Xia Yuwei blushed and smiled playfully: "No."

Zhao Xinghe's face darkened, and Xia Yuwei approached him and said, "If you can finish writing, I will kiss you."

Zhao Xinghe seemed to have received a huge treasure and became excited: "Weiwei, Weiwei..." He was almost incoherent.

Xia Yuwei kissed his lips gently, and Zhao Xinghe couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart, hugged her tightly, and kissed her hard.

He didn't know how long he kissed her, and it wasn't until he was out of breath that he let go of Xia Yuwei, "Weiwei, I love you, Weiwei," what he was saying in his heart blurted out unconsciously, "Marry me, Weiwei, marry

Me." Xia Yuwei looked at him. He gradually came to his senses and lowered his head in shame: "I, I know, I'm not worthy of you..."

His tears rolled down like broken pearls. "Weiwei, I love you, I can't live without you, I..."

Xia Yuwei hugged him: "Give me some time."

Zhao Xinghe looked at her stupidly: "What?"

Xia Yuwei said: "Give me some time to prepare."

Zhao Xinghe was still stupid: "What preparations?"

Xia Yuwei said: "If I tell my dad now that I want to marry you, my dad might kick me out of the house. What should we do now that we have no money and no house? Give me some time to prepare.

I will definitely make money and arrange my family well."

Zhao Xinghe suddenly burst into tears: "It's all useless to me, I..."

Xia Yuwei said: "It's not your fault, it's that woman who tricked you. From now on, we will come here to eat soy sauce duck every day, and I will teach you reading, writing, and military strategy."

Zhao Xinghe was surprised: "You know the art of war?"

Xia Yuwei smiled and said: "My father has led soldiers, and I know a lot about it. Is it weird?"

Zhao Xinghe became excited again: "We will start learning now, learn now."

Xia Yuwei smiled and said, "Okay."

Xia Yuwei does know some art of war. In her previous life, after her father passed away, no one wanted his father's books, so they all belonged to her. Her second uncle's family only cared about having fun and counting money, and didn't even look at these books. She was alone.

Living alone, with nothing to do, she read all the books in the collection many times. Later, she went to Puji Temple. Although she was not able to enter the library, she also read a lot of books in the temple. There were many, like

It was the same as in this life, in exchange for her collection of books. But in this life, her father had nothing to do and sent someone to collect all kinds of unique books for her. Her collection of books was much larger than in the previous life.

Xia Yuwei talked to Zhao Xinghe for a long time, and Zhao Xinghe asked a lot of questions. Some of them, Xia Yuwei couldn't answer.

Xia Yuwei said: "Tomorrow, I will bring some books, which can not only teach you how to read, but also learn some military skills."

Zhao Xinghe was very happy. After a while, the waiter served the duck. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was very delicious. The two of them had dinner and went home. Zhao Xinghe sang songs all the way back to a restaurant in the east of the city.

Small house. This house is very small, with only one entrance, but it is very clean. The landlord and his family live in the wing. They are responsible for looking after the door and cleaning the courtyard, so although the house is small, it is also very lively.
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