The Yunchuan River originates from the Kunlun Mountains, crosses the four states of Shuang, Luo, Yan and Qing from west to east, and flows into the sea.

In the era of underdeveloped transportation, the waterway was naturally the most convenient and fastest way. Therefore, after the hero set off, he took a carriage to the southeast and boarded the ship from a dock on the Li River. After three days, he entered the vast Yunchuan River.

Staying on the boat for a long time is a boring thing, so the hero is not in a hurry. Whenever the boat stops to replenish supplies, he will order a day off and take Cao Cao off the boat for a trip.

Cao E's hint at her death made him suspect that Cao Cao was probably not a "normal person".

Given that the child suddenly lost all his relatives, he was extremely sad and had not yet reached the age of self-regulation, he brought Cao Cao with him, which was called personal teaching, but in fact he traveled and relaxed.

"Teacher, why do students think you are deliberately making things difficult for others?

A good pool, if you want to irrigate, you can irrigate. If you want to irrigate, you can irrigate. Why do you irrigate while irrigate? It is closed and closed. How can there be such a person in the world who does things like this!"

After getting along with each other, the hero and Tian Wanxi are already very familiar with each other. The girl no longer acts like a "genius and academic master" at all times. Her words and deeds have become much more lively. She occasionally stomps her feet and becomes angry, and she becomes more and more like a young girl in the flower season.

"We are doing questions now, not doing things."

The hero slung on the lounge chair without any image, squinting his eyes and taking a nap. "The purpose of letting you solve this problem is not to pay attention to how to fill the water in the pool, but to be familiar with the formulas taught by the teacher and be familiar with the problem-solving thinking.

The so-called diligence can make up for your shortcomings. You are so stupid, how can you not practice more?"

When Tian Wanxi heard that she had a "so stupid" evaluation, she almost slapped the exercise book in her hand on his face.

Fortunately, she still remembered respecting her teacher, and finally she made a face, bared her teeth and waved her fists, and then returned to the cabin to solve the problem angrily.

If you want to learn mathematics, how can you escape the famous pool problem? Thinking about the days when he was tortured to death, the hero couldn't help but smile.

These days, for the sake of teaching convenience, he has taught Tian Wanxi Arabic numerals and some common symbols.

After the girl understood the usage, she was shocked at that time and said bluntly that this method alone would be enough to keep his name in history.

He agreed to the identity of "inventor" with shamelessness. If Middle Earth had not had the history of the earth, he would have wanted to "invent" enlightenment books such as "Thousand Character Classic" and "Three Character Classic" and become a sanctified immediately.

There was a "slam" sound of water, and then I heard Jia Qiao clapping and cheering: "What a big fish, Mr. Mo, you are so amazing!"

That's amazing! I have big goldfish, you've never seen a stinky girl.

The hero curled his lips disdainfully.

People’s sadness may fade over time, but painful memories are hard to forget.

The lives of dozens of Taoist Taoists in Shuangzhou are not enough to relieve Mo Tu's anger. Therefore, since boarding the ship, he has basically never spoken much, and never left the ship. He has fished on the bow of the ship all day long with a fishing rod, like a sad poet.

The family is kind and kind, and can't stand others' depression and sadness, so he takes great care of him. On weekdays, the hero has long heard the compliments of ears, but now most of them have been told to him.

This made the hero very upset. If he hadn't seen him pitiful, he would have kicked the river.

After twenty days of the time, Mo Tu's mood did not improve, but his fishing skills improved by leaps and bounds. After a day, he had no problem harvesting dozens of kilograms.

The hero believes that the fish in the river must be brainless.

"Jia Qiao, I told the kitchen, Master, I want to eat light food tonight, and there is no meat."

After a while, a "plop" sound came, and it was obvious that Mo Tu had rewind all the fish he caught back to the river.

Well, after doing a great thing about releasing animals, the hero immediately became happy.

His chest suddenly sank, but Huang Nannan jumped up, baring his teeth at him to express his dissatisfaction, while his eyes were resentful and pitiful.

This little fox is not happy every day, eating vegetables is like killing a dog.

So the hero cleared his throat and said, "Retrieve the previous order. Nannan and Cao Cao are both growing up. It is not enough to lack nutrition. Just drink fish soup for dinner!"

Huang Nannan was happy, licked his face, and ran to see Mo Tu fishing again.

Jiaqiao came over and asked with a slight complaint: "Young Master, Mr. Mo is so pitiful. Why are you always bullying him?"

"He's pitiful, who's sorry for me?" The hero glared, "I've been working on my teapot for a long time, and no one has come to add water to it. Do you want to die of thirst?"

Jia Qiao was so amused that she reached out to serve the tea tray, but was suddenly pulled by the hero and fell into his arms.

"Young Master, there are so many people on the boat, you..." The little girl blushed in an instant. She wanted to stand up, but she was reluctant to struggle hard. Her big eyes were looking around, nervously as if she was having an affair.

"What's wrong with the crowd? The young master won't eat you here, what are you afraid of?"

Kissing her father-in-law's face, the hero hugged her and said softly: "Silly girl, what Mo Tu needs most now is not comfort, but quietness.

You are circling around him every day and asking about your well-being. Not only will you not make him happy, but it will also make him miss Cao E's goodness even more. Do you understand?

Of course, if you want to replace Cao E in his mind and marry him, then that's another matter, keep cheering on."

"Young Master! What are you saying? How could Jia Qiao..." The little girl pouted, looking very aggrieved, "I just thought about the young master wholeheartedly. You still said that, Ignore you!"

The hero tightened his arms and prevented her from struggling. He smiled and coaxed, "Okay, okay, I'm kidding you, don't be angry.

You are the youngest wife who was raised by the young master. You don’t know how much pot you consumed for pig trotter soup, so how can you give it to others?

Don’t say you don’t know. Even if you really run away with another man one day, the young master will rush you back and lock it on the bed, specifically for giving birth to a baby!”

If such remarks were placed in the hero's previous life, they would be 100% beaten to be a trash man with domestic violence. However, in the ears of the home, there were extremely touching love words, especially the word "bringing a baby", which made her whole body soft and her face was so hot that she could fry eggs.

Because she knows better than anyone else, the young master will never hurt her.

"Sir, the big words are finished."

Cao Cao's voice suddenly sounded on the side, and Jiaqiao let out a "ah" scream, jumping up like a rabbit and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Cao Cao held a stack of paper in both hands, just like the day when he was holding a sharp knife with a cow's ear, with no squint and expressionless face.

This is not good. Although Mo Tu became your father, you are not related by blood, so there is really no need to inherit his wooden face!

The hero sat up, took the paper and looked through it, nodded: "Well, I wrote well. The key to calligraphy is to practice diligently. In the future, I will copy ten big characters from famous artists every day, so I must not be lazy, do you know?"

"Disciple knows."

Cao Cao bowed and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait." The hero called him, "There is an article on my desk in my room. You can read it and experience it and summarize it. From now on, I will try to imitate one and give it to me every day. Remember, you must have something to say, and you cannot fool it."

"yes."

Cao Cao left, and the hero sighed softly.

The so-called article is actually a diary he often wrote in elementary school. It is nothing. It has no writing style throughout the vernacular, and the only thing that can be appreciated is its simplicity.

The mother and sister who depended on each other died overnight, and the murderer was still his own father. Even adults may not be able to bear such a tragedy, let alone a child who is only ten years old.

Cao Cao could never get out. Seeing that he was getting darker day by day, the hero could not think of how to comfort him, so he had to use a diary to divide his heart, forcing him to start paying attention to the people and scenery around him, and forcibly pulling him out of his pain and autism.

Psychological shadows are not suitable for orcs, especially those who may run wild at any time.

Alas! The young palace master of Baji Palace, it would be fine if he had no music and dance when he went out to a long house, but he had to be a good teacher, a good friend, a good owner, a good young master, and a good father and a good mother. He was so worried. Where can I make sense?

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a white dress coming, with a bulge in front and a tilted back, and the lines were tempting, and the hero couldn't help but sigh again.

I almost forgot that I had to add the identity of a good god.
Chapter completed!