Chapter 340: Teaching Now Learning Now Selling
But this idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel. The old lady's courtyard is not close to Feng Feifei. Now, with the little girl's calves having short calves, it is impossible to fight back and forth so quickly.
So let alone one or two seconds, one or two seconds, one or two seconds may not be able to run back and forth. Therefore, although Feng Feifei's speed of fighting back and forth is no longer slow, Feng Yiyan still feels like she is eager to see. When Feng Feifei appeared at the door again, Feng Yiyan even felt that time had passed for a century.
"How is it? Have you brought all the things?" Before Feng Feifei stepped into the door and called the scriptures, Feng Yiyan could not wait to look at Feng Feifei, or the thick woman who was following Feng Feifei, holding a big book box, greeted him, "Come on, give me this book box, I'll just take it~"
Feng Yiyan stretched out her hand and took it from the maid's hand, or snatched the book box, and then hugged it in as if she was holding a treasure. She couldn't wait to hold it in and ran in. Looking at the speechless people present, who had seen such a gentle and elegant man like this, who had always been so gentle and elegant.
"Fefei girl, which book is the pinyin you mentioned?" Feng Yiyan couldn't bear to waste for a second, so she immediately opened the book box and began to look for the legendary pinyin.
"Not a book~, the pinyin is only one piece of paper." Looking at the father who lost his image, Feng Feifei was speechless, "Don't worry, Father, you can't read that pinyin, it's useless to find it."
Feng Feifei's words are not fake. In her opinion, the so-called pinyin looks a bit similar to that Chinese. This unknowing look is just some strange symbols. Only by knowing how to read and knowing how to spell, can you use it. So I didn't teach myself. Even if my father turned the pinyin paper, it would be useless, and it would be useless at all!
"Father, let Feifei come." After all, it was her own father. Feng Feifei was not good at letting her own father make a fool of herself. The majestic image that her father established at home in the past or two days was already a bit in danger. Yesterday, it was a good thing that my father lost his image the most. At that time, this girl and the mother were driven out, but now...
Looking at the circle around, either staring at the girl and mothers who look disbelief or want to laugh but don’t dare to laugh, Feng Feifei just wants to say-I didn’t see it, I didn’t see it, I even pretended not to see it~
Although I thought about it this way, the sights next to me were too burning, making it difficult for you to ignore them. Feng Feifei was wondering if she wanted to clear it up like tomorrow. Feng Yiyan, who was holding the book box, was already urging people on the other end impatiently. So, no one cared about it, but you still fucked the heart~
"Why don't you hurry up. Where is the pinyin you are talking about?" Feng Yiyan began to urge impatiently again. As she said this, her hands were not idle yet, she was flipping and picking around.
"Father gave me a little~" Feng Feifei pushed Feng Yiyan's hand to the side. Really, how big is this book box? How can I find this place?
"Okay, that's it, this is the pinyin~" In the blink of an eye, Feng Feifei had already turned out the a4 paper with the pinyin printed by Feng Honglin, "Please look, Father."
"It's this? What a mess?!" Feng Yiyan's eyebrows subconsciously frowned. A bunch of twisted symbols, and a bunch of words below that were inconsistent with the foreword.
"What is messy? Father, I told you that this pinyin is amazing..." Feng Feifei was not happy after being said by Feng Yiyan. This pinyin was practiced by her personally, and its practicality was simply excellent. With this, self-taught simplified Chinese characters on Feng Hong are not a dream at all.
If she learned the simplified Chinese characters, wouldn’t she still read the books on Feng Honglin? When she thought of the "worthless" books, any knowledge, any poetry and prose mentioned before, and only she could understand the simplified Chinese characters, she could completely wander around the sea of books...
Therefore, for Pinyin, Feng Feifei can not tolerate any slight contempt and slander from others for this treasure that can help her learn simplified Chinese characters quickly.
Clenching his little fist and with a little excitement, Feng Feifei seriously agreed to be a little teacher, and now she learned and sold the land to her father.
But this idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel. The old lady's courtyard is not close to Feng Feifei. Now, with the little girl's calves having short calves, it is impossible to fight back and forth so quickly.
So let alone one or two seconds, one or two seconds, one or two seconds may not be able to run back and forth. Therefore, although Feng Feifei's speed of fighting back and forth is no longer slow, Feng Yiyan still feels like she is eager to see. When Feng Feifei appeared at the door again, Feng Yiyan even felt that time had passed for a century.
"How is it? Have you brought all the things?" Before Feng Feifei stepped into the door and called the scriptures, Feng Yiyan could not wait to look at Feng Feifei, or the thick woman who was following Feng Feifei, holding a big book box, greeted him, "Come on, give me this book box, I'll just take it~"
Feng Yiyan stretched out her hand and took it from the maid's hand, or snatched the book box, and then hugged it in as if she was holding a treasure. She couldn't wait to hold it in and ran in. Looking at the speechless people present, who had seen such a gentle and elegant man like this, who had always been so gentle and elegant.
"Fefei girl, which book is the pinyin you mentioned?" Feng Yiyan couldn't bear to waste for a second, so she immediately opened the book box and began to look for the legendary pinyin.
"Not a book~, the pinyin is only one piece of paper." Looking at the father who lost his image, Feng Feifei was speechless, "Don't worry, Father, you can't read that pinyin, it's useless to find it."
Feng Feifei's words are not fake. In her opinion, the so-called pinyin looks a bit similar to that Chinese. This unknowing look is just some strange symbols. Only by knowing how to read and knowing how to spell, can you use it. So I didn't teach myself. Even if my father turned the pinyin paper, it would be useless, and it would be useless at all!
Chapter completed!