Chapter 542: Chapter 542 Little Huzi Still Can’t Complain_1 Chapter 542: Chapter 542 Little Huzi Still Can’t Complain_1 “Yes.”
Yun Hao’s face turned black.
He still found it a bit odd when his son occasionally uttered a sentence in English.
Meng Yunhan began teaching Little Huzi to speak English as soon as he started talking, but Little Huzi would often forget what he had learned not too long after.
Meng Yunhan persisted in teaching him again and again.
Because she knew, Rome wasn’t built in a day. As long as they were persistent, her son’s English would definitely improve significantly.
In fact, Little Huzi learning English led to some comical situations.
Sometimes, when Zhao Lao’s dad heard Little Huzi suddenly utter a sentence in English, he would try to read it out loud to Little Huzi in pinyin, leading to a back-and-forth exchange between the two of them.
When Meng Yunhan found out, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Nowadays, Zhao Lao’s dad can also speak some simple English, although it is heavily accented and nowhere near as standard as Meng Yunhan’s American English.
Meng Yunhan, hearing their voices outside, got out of bed and dressed.
“Little Huzi, Ahao….”
“Mommy…..” Little Huzi did not know how to tell tales yet. Seeing Meng Yunhan, his small hands waving, he shouted excitedly.
Meng Yunhan patted his head, gave him a good morning kiss and greeted him, “Good morning.”
Little Huzi replied, “Good morning.”
“Great job, great job.”
Seeing their mother-son interaction, Yun Hao wanted to join in, but he didn’t understand any of the English they were using.
This English learning business had prompted both Yun Hao and Lu Jianjun to start learning English, which helped lay some foundation for their future development.
Meng Yunhan handed Little Huzi over to Yun Hao and proceeded to the kitchen to start cooking.
Yun Hao carried Little Huzi in a small backpack and held some things in his hand, accompanying Meng Yunhan back to the village.
The items were originally to be carried by Meng Yunhan but Yun Hao swiftly took them from her. Now she held a fan in her hand, occasionally fanning her husband and son as they traveled.
Along the way, Meng Yunhan constantly explained things to Yun Hao, while Little Huzi listened attentively. From time to time, Meng Yunhan would intersperse her explanations with English words, which Little Huzi would promptly try to learn.
From time to time, Meng Yunhan would compliment Little Huzi, fueling his interest in the language. Because of this approach, Little Huzi’s English was quite good from a young age. Taking English as his native language greatly helped his future.
Yun Hao was a bit envious of Little Huzi. The mother and son had a common language, and he was left out. Updates are released by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚫𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚫𝕟𝕖𝕥
The rainfall this year has been good which has caused the rice to grow nicely,” Meng Yunhan noted. Although she had never been a farmer in her previous life, she could tell that this year’s rice crop was good.
In this age where crop yield was dependent upon the weather, if the sky was generous with rainfall, allowing the fields to be water saturated, the rice crop would grow very well. But if there was less rainfall in a year, leaving the fields dry, the harvest would be comparatively worse.
In case of a poor harvest, there may not be enough grain to feed a family, making foraging for wild vegetables a very common occurrence.
In severe cases, it could even lead to starvation.
The two walked quickly under the hot sun; Yun Hao, fearing that they would get sunburned, quickened their pace.
They reached Qingzhao Village within an hour.
“Isn’t this Yun family’s third son and Meng Zhiqing?” someone said curiously after spotting the couple.
“The one being carried on the back must be Little Huzi. I haven’t seen him for over a year. He’s grown stronger and his skin is whiter.” Since it was sunny, Zhao Lao’s dad and Meng Yunhan wouldn’t let Little Huzi wander around outside. Little Huzi, just like Yun Hao, hardly got tanned, and his skin was much fairer than that of most children.