An Ning went to the literacy class with An Guoming, and Lin Cuihua also went out to chat with the big willow tree.

An Sancheng and An Guoqing were exhausted after carrying stones all afternoon. After dinner, they went back to the house and lay down.

The sister-in-law tidied up the kitchen, washed the dishes and swept the floor. After cleaning, she gave An Guoqing a basin of hot water and soaked his feet to relieve his fatigue.

As for my younger brother An Guoping, there is no doubt that he is reading again, and he must seize the time to read because he cannot read after dark.

An Ning and An Guoming arrived at the literacy class. An Ning sat with his friends again, while An Ning sat on a bench by herself.

After a while, the educated youths came in groups.

But this time, after Yang Jianguo saw An Ning, he immediately restrained his extremely aggressive steps and hid in the crowd without showing his face.

Other educated youths also saw the scene of An Ning scaring Yang Jianguo. Although they didn't feel it as directly as Yang Jianguo, they also felt that this village girl was a little different, and the most important thing was that she was a bit tough.

As for An Ning, she didn't even give a corner of her eyes to these people. She sat up straight, thinking that if she wasn't taught how to read, she would be ready to leave.

This time, leave quietly.

After a group of educated youths sat down, a girl who was familiar to An Ning walked up to the front. Although her smile was a little shy, she was calm and generous.

"I am Yin Xuemei, and I will teach you some Chinese characters today."

Chinese character?

An Ning's attention was instantly attracted, and she was highly focused, staring at Yin Xuemei's movements.

Yin Xuemei picked up a piece of chalk and wrote a few words on the blackboard.

After she finished writing, she turned around, took a small stick and clicked on the top two words.

"Everyone goes to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. The products in the supply and marketing cooperative have labels saying what they are. These two characters are pronounced soy sauce."

An Ning below suddenly thought of the glass bottle used by Lin Cuihua for cooking and the black object inside. It turned out that the word soy sauce was written like this.

"Everyone read it with me, Soy Sauce."

Yin Xuemei's words were correct and her accent was standard. Although she asked everyone to read along, there was little cooperation. She was already preparing to teach the next word.

But……

"soy sauce."

An Ning's unique voice, no small voice, stood out in the entire literacy class.

Yin Xuemei followed the voice and looked into An Ning's shining eyes.

Just at this moment, Yin Xuemei seemed to understand what the desire for knowledge was. She pursed her lips and smiled lightly at An Ning.

An Ning was completely different. The corners of her mouth opened wide and she gave her brightest smile.

Yin Xuemei held the stick in her hand, clicked on the word soy sauce again, and read it again.

An Ning was still very serious, so serious that Yin Xuemei couldn't help but talk a little more.

"We can take these two words apart and look at them. The word "jiang" can also form the miso we eat, the flavor of soy sauce."

Yin Xuemei wrote the words she said on the blackboard and read them again. The only person in the audience who followed her carefully was An Ning.

For a moment, it seemed like a one-to-one class.

Yang Jianguo, who was among the educated youth, secretly thought to himself, is that powerful village girl really here to learn to recognize Chinese characters?

An Ning doesn't know what others think, she just does what she wants to do.

Her goal is very clear, farming and seeds always come first.

Now she still wants to make money, because making money can help her farm better.

As for literacy, she feels that this is the foundation of everything. As for other knowledge, she feels that she is not lacking.

An Ning's seriousness inspired Yin Xuemei's seriousness. Today she also taught sugar, cloth and other Chinese characters that people often see in daily life. She is also a serious and responsible person.

The class was over quickly, and Yin Xuemei could clearly see the regret in An Ning's eyes, as she had not heard enough.

For the first time, Yin Xuemei experienced the teacher's sense of reward.

She took her notebook and walked towards An Ning, smiling at her.

"Hello, teacher."

An Ning bends down very politely, and is cute and respects the teacher.

"Don't, I just taught a few Chinese characters, but I can't be a teacher."

Yin Xuemei helped An Ning weakly and said, "My name is Yin Xuemei, what's your name?"

"peaceful."

"Your name is very nice. Do you want to learn to write your name?"

An Ning nodded at that time and said with a firm voice: "I think."

Yin Xuemei squatted on the ground, using a stool as a table, and wrote the word "an Ning" in her notebook

"Do you want to try it?"

Yin Xuemei handed her pencil to An Ning, and An Ning immediately took it and asked: "Is it okay to be the same as you?"

"Well, just follow it as written."

An Ning nodded understandingly, squatted down, took a pencil, and wrote the word "An Ning" one stroke at a time in the notebook.

On the book, one on the left and one on the right, are two An Ning's names.

Yin Xuemei stared at the book in a daze, which one was written by herself? She was in a daze and couldn't remember.

"An Ning, can you really not write?"

"Won't."

Yin Xuemei lowered her head again, looked at the two identical names on the notebook, and remembered the multiplication table that An Ning said yesterday that she could learn it after just one listen.

"Did you really learn the multiplication formula after listening to it just once yesterday?"

"yes."

An Ning returned the pencil to Yin Xuemei, politely said thank you, and prepared to leave.

Yin Xuemei looked at An Ning leaving with a man, and she had a guess in her heart. She seemed to have a photographic memory.

However, photographic memory and copying should be different, right?

Yin Xuemei looked at the two names on her notebook, and there was really no difference between them.

Yin Xuemei closed her book and went back to the Educated Youth Point first.

On the other side, An Ning, who had left An Guoming, was having a discussion with An Guoming about making money.

"Second brother, how do you make money?"

An Ning, who didn't understand euphemism at all, one question made An Guoming stand there and not leave.

"Little sister, what did you say?"

"Second brother, it turns out your ears aren't very good either."

"No, no, I heard it clearly, but I just can't believe it. You want to make money?"

"think."

An Ning answered simply, making An Guoming ask confusedly: "Why? You didn't want to make money yesterday."

"Because I found that making money can help me farm better."

"What?"

An Ning looked at An Guoming, who couldn't hear clearly again, and looked into his ears worriedly.

“Second brother—can you hear me?”

An Ning suddenly raised the volume, causing An Guoming to lean back and cover his ears.

"Little sister, there's nothing wrong with my ears. I just...just..."

An Guoming was confused for a long time, and finally his head tilted, why did he care about this?

My little sister wants to make money. She has the capital to make money and the ability to make money. She has to worry about so much why she does it.

"Little sister, let me tell you, if you want to make money, just go to your second brother."
Chapter completed!