322 Written the Letter
Little Ah Yu knew how to write some simple words, but because she was too young and did not have enough strength to control the brush properly, the words she wrote were also crooked.
In the eyes of outsiders, Little Ah Yu was only three years old. Everyone naturally did not have high expectations of her. Even the teacher had only taught Little Ah Yu to hold the brush steadily.
Old Madam Wang and the others naturally could not bear to squeeze Little Ah Yu dry, so they did not ask her to practice calligraphy seriously.
After returning home, Little Ah Yu first picked up a brush excitedly, but she was stumped at the beginning.
She knew how to write the words Big Brother, but she didn’t know how to write Ah You’s name.
Seeing the little girl’s embarrassed expression, and her face turning red, Chi Tu held back his laughter and said, “Ah Yu, just tell me what you want to say. I’ll help you write it.”
Little Ah Yu was still a little hesitant and embarrassed. “Actually, I want to write it myself. I just don’t know how.”
If Big Brother Ah You knew that the letter she wrote to him was actually written by someone else, how sad would he be?
Chi Ding said, “How about this? You recite it first, then I’ll help you write it down. Then you can copy my words onto another piece of paper. How about that?”
“But this is too troublesome for Mr. Ding.” Little Ah Yu knew that the adults were very busy and could not play with her. “I’ll ask Second Brother for help!”
Chi Ding did not stop her and let Ah Yu go.
Other than Wang Chuangui, Wang Erlang was the best at studying in the entire Wang family.
Ever since he had failed to count properly in front of Ah Yu, he had been especially hardworking.
Sometimes, he even worked harder than Wang Chuangui.
Most of the time, Wang Erlang was engrossed in reading. For example, Wang Wulang and the others only knew two to three hundred words now, but Wang Erlang could already read over a thousand words well and could recognize every word.
However, he only knew the words. It was still too early for him to form a complete essay.
“Ah Yu, you want to write a letter? Sure, Big Brother will help you write it.” Wang Erlang naturally agreed to Little Ah Yu’s request.
Wang Erlang sat at the table and picked up a pen and paper. “Tell me the content. I’ll write it.”
Little Ah Yu opened her mouth and began to say, “Big Brother Ah You, are you doing well over there? I’m in the Hu Family Village now. There are many Big Brothers and Sisters playing with me every day. We’re planting grapes now. There will be a lot of delicious grapes next year. When the time comes, I’ll send you some. It’s getting cold again. Big Brother Ah You, are you wearing thick clothes? Grandma said that you have to wear more clothes when it’s cold…”
Little Ah Yu said a lot. In the end, she looked down and saw that Wang Erlang had just written the first two words.
“Big Brother, why aren’t you writing anymore?” Little Ah Yu asked.
Wang Erlang: “…”
He knew that his Little Sister could speak, but he did not expect her to be so good at it. In one breath, she had said hundreds of words. Even a god could not write so quickly.
In the end, Little Ah Yu slowly articulated each word again while Wang Erlang slowly wrote.
At first, Wang Erlang could still write well. But when he reached the tenth piece of paper, he found that he was almost unable to raise his hand.
“Ah Yu, that’s enough. Qin Huai’s eyes will hurt if he reads too much at once,” Wang Erlang hurriedly said.
Little Ah Yu licked her dry mouth and looked somewhat unwilling. “Alright, let’s continue writing another time.”
Little Ah Yu held the ten pieces of paper in her hands like a treasure. At the thought that she had to transcribe them again…
Little Ah Yu felt distressed.
This was too much.
Finally, she stretched out her small hand and pressed on the inkstone.
Then, she imprinted a mark at the end of the letter with her small palm.
Then, she took these ten pieces of paper and gave them to Chi Ding.
Little Ah Yu’s face was red. “Mr. Ding, it’s so hard for Second Brother to write so much. I won’t write new ones. Otherwise, Second Brother will be sad.”
Little Ah Yu even pointed at the palm print at the end. “Look, I made this myself. I didn’t ask Second Brother for help.”
This could be considered participating in the letter writing, right?
Chi Ding was speechless. This was the first time he had seen someone talk about slacking off and made it look so considerate.
“Alright, I’ll get someone to tell the Young Master.”
This was the first time Ah Yu had written a letter. She was very excited. After handing in the letter, she quickly went to the village and shared this matter with her other friends.
Chi Ding opened the letter and looked at the contents. He was at a loss.
Why was the paper filled with words that he could not understand?
He could at least understand the words Big Brother Ah Yo.
But what was a garpe?
And what is the meaning of thicc cotlhes?
‘Forget it, I’ll just send it like this.’
Anyway, it wasn’t his letter.