The Learning System is My Misunderstood Daughter

Chapter 7

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"Xiaolu, do you want to play hopscotch?" The neighbor, Yingzi, called from outside the yard wall.

Hopscotch? Xiaolu couldn't sit still upon hearing her playmates call. Besides going with her friends to dig wild vegetables, she had rarely played with them lately. Games like hide-and-seek and hopscotch had been left untouched for several days, as she used her free time to diligently complete her learning tasks.

"Can I go play for a while?" Xiaolu looked eagerly towards the door, but she remembered that she still had one task left to complete.

Xu Nianyun checked the time and replied, "You can go, but we'll review the phonics and arithmetic problems we just learned in the evening when we come back to study the new characters."

Xiaolu readily agreed, "Okay, I'll study hard and review when I get home."

"Yingzi, wait for me-"

Xiaolu grabbed her beloved stone and ran outside. It was her "secret weapon" for winning at hopscotch.

The location for playing hopscotch was always the same-under the old locust tree at the west entrance of the village. By the time Xiaolu arrived, several kids around her age were already drawing "houses" there.

Xiaolu quickly joined Yingzi, and as she watched her mother's joyful expression on the large screen, Xu Nianyun felt truly amazing.

With a filial and obedient daughter like Xiaolu, her mother would surely have a fulfilling and colorful childhood!

Because her two older sisters were home to help, Xiaolu didn't have to feed the rabbits or help with vegetable picking today. That was probably the greatest benefit of being the youngest in the family.

However, that didn't mean she could play recklessly until the afternoon. With Xu Nianyun urging her on the side, she had to complete the new character learning task without any compromises.

It was delightful to see Xiaolu being so diligent at home. Even Xiaodou, who liked to tease his little sister, didn't disturb her as she squatted on the ground, holding a stick and practicing writing characters.

"Xiaolu is amazing! Today she learned three more characters than the target set in the task. She's such a clever and hardworking child," Xu Nianyun, as a teacher, felt a sense of accomplishment, and words of praise flowed freely from her mouth.

People in this era were generally reserved, and Xiaolu had never encountered someone who could shower her with such flattering compliments. Her face instantly turned rosy, and her eyes sparkled. It was evident that she was deeply moved.

In the afternoon, when Yunyi returned to the county town, she saw her younger sister still diligently reading the phonetics aloud in the yard. Yunyi truly believed that their family was likely to produce a little bookworm. Even her second sister didn't have such a fondness for reading when she was young.

Yun Haisheng carried a week's worth of dry rations on his back to send Yun Shuang back to school. As he walked out of the school, he remembered the scene of his youngest daughter writing on the ground with a stick in the yard. After a moment's thought, he changed direction and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy three pencils and three of the cheapest notebooks.

"Here, one for you, your brother, and your sister," he handed the items to his youngest daughter when he returned home. This was his way of encouragement and reward.

Zhao Yueji knew that Yun Haisheng had directly spent money at the commune to buy these items. Normally, they would exchange eggs from home for their children's paper and pencils. But she didn't say anything. It was okay to make an exception occasionally and use them as rewards for the children.