Hutu is rich, but he doesn't know a word. Someone. It is suggested that he hire a teacher for his son. Hutu thought it was reasonable, so he invited a teacher. As soon as school started, the teacher first taught Hutu's son to learn to write. He wrote a picture with a student's pen and told him it was "one word"; Write two pictures to tell him it's "two" and three pictures to tell him it's "three, three". Hutu's son is very proud of studying here. As soon as they lost their pens, they went to tell his father, "I learned, I learned!" " Writing becomes very easy. I don't need a teacher anymore. Let's fire the teacher. Why spend more money? "Hutu people are also very happy, so they resigned from the teacher. A few days later, Hutu invited a friend named Wan to dinner and asked his son to write him an invitation. Hearing this, the son picked up a pen and paper and wrote in the study. Hutu waited until the sun went down, and his son didn't invite him. So he went to the study to urge his son to write quickly. As soon as I entered the door, I found that the room was full of paper with a "one" painted on it. He asked his son what he was doing, and the son said, "What's his last name? It's just that his family name is Wan, so I haven't finished it yet. "

Word for word, is it complete? Take mine?