Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1232: Long Stay at the Old Home 6

Chapter 1232: Chapter 1232: Long Stay at the Old Home 6

Father Lu didn’t take the jesting of the old and the young seriously. He took the chance to teach Xibao when it wasn’t their busiest season yet.

Xibao was naturally intelligent and caught on quickly. Not just Father Lu; after a day or two, when Xibao had shown off a few of his skills, even the group of old masters wanted to teach him a thing or two. They were itching to do something other than labor, which they did day in and day out.

At that moment, a downpour came at just the right time.

The heavy rain made it impossible to go out and work.

The old masters and old ladies, who were not used to farm work, cheered, and the excitement began.

"Come here, Xibao, I’ll teach you painting." Wen Ruyu, being the oldest, took the initiative.

Wenyue was unwilling to give in, "Xibao, didn’t you say you wanted to hear a story? I’ll tell you a story."

Jin Ruochu said unhappily, "Go away, all of you, move aside. I heard from Acheng that Xibao has been practicing calligraphy since an early age, and he writes very well. Of course, he should practice calligraphy with me. Characters are the face of a person. If the characters look good, so does the face."

"You talk as if I’m not a master of both painting and calligraphy!" Wen Ruyu muttered.

Mr. and Mrs. Xu hesitated for a moment and then said, "Actually, we think Xibao should learn a foreign language."

When it came to foreign languages, Wenyue stepped forward, "Speaking of foreign languages, that must be me. Russian, English, French, Japanese, and German—there’s none I’m not fluent in. The title of translator is not in vain!"

Wenyue was a very famous writer and translator, known to everyone present.

"Xibao should still learn painting and calligraphy!" Ouyang Mo and He Qingyin, being Wen Ruyu’s apprentices, naturally supported their teacher strongly.

"Xibao, look, this is the bamboo dragonfly I made for you." Zhu Ling, professed as a master of crafts, indeed captured Xibao’s attention.

Before the writing was finished, Xibao had never seen a bamboo dragonfly before and really wanted to play with it. Swallowing his saliva, Xibao remembered what his mother would usually say and looked up at Father Lu, "Grandpa, can you hold it for me? Let me play with it after I finish writing!"

Once it was in his hands, he could play with it anytime he wanted.

Wen Ruyu couldn’t help but say, "Good boy!"

After half a month of tutoring, but of course, only at night.

Everyone would work during the day and teach Xibao at night. After a good deal of debating, they decided on a curriculum that mainly focused on painting, calligraphy, and poetry, with other areas as a supplement, and set the time to around two hours. Any longer and they feared Xibao couldn’t handle it. As for teachers, they took turns, but since Wen Ruyu excelled in both painting and calligraphy, and Xibao was accustomed to practicing writing, he had Wen’s class every day.

Everyone had been worried that Xibao, being young, couldn’t sit still and would soon lose interest in learning, but the outcome was beyond their expectations.

Xibao proved to be more eager to learn than they had imagined. He was curious about everything, interested in everything, and persisted in questioning until the end. Although he often left everyone at a loss for words, especially on topics related to physics and chemistry, they were all very happy.

With high talent and patience, he was truly a rough gem that would be a shame not to sculpt—it would be an injustice to the gifts given by heaven!

Before everyone could suggest to Father Lu to keep Xibao at home, the boy took the initiative to express his wish after their busy farming season had ended, "Grandpa, can I study with you and the grandmas every day?" It’s so much fun to chatter away every day.

Father Lu was stunned, "Of course, you can!"

He cared about his grandson’s education more than anyone else. How could the resources of the border defense troops compare to what was available here? In front of him were over twenty masters from various fields, the elites and leading figures. If they taught Xibao just a little, it would benefit him for a lifetime.

Moreover, Grandpa Lu and Wang Zhenguo and his wife had already requested to keep Xibao at home.

This year’s summer harvest went exceptionally well, just like last year, although the yield was slightly less. Grandpa Lu and Wang Zhenguo and his wife unanimously believed it was because Xibao had arrived late, and the crops hadn’t grown well before his arrival.

The autumn planting also didn’t face any unfavorable weather from mother nature; the weather was mild, and the rains timely. The seedlings shot up, turning the fields a lush green.