Chapter 58

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
Man Bao and Bai Shanbao bowed their heads and listened to the teacher's scolding. By the way, they stuffed a pile of things into their minds, and then began to officially open a small stove for them.

Mr. Zhuang led them into the study.

The study is divided into two rooms. There are two rows of bookshelves, a wide desk and a chair in the outer room.

The inner room is a teahouse, because Mr. Zhuang is afraid of the cold, and his old wife is also afraid of the cold. When he lived here, he asked to make a Kang bed in his bedroom and study.

The Kang bed was very low, with a mat on it and a set of tea set in the middle. Mr. Zhuang knew that children were not suitable for tea, and he didn't let them drink, so he sat in the first seat and let the two children sit opposite.

Bai Shanbao took off his shoes, climbed up and sat down with his legs crossed. He was too skilled.

Man Bao didn't sit like this. He climbed up to him curiously. As a result, his legs rolled up, his body tilted and fell directly to the side.

Bai Shanbao is just a look. After all, he is young. Although his grandmother taught him to sit like this, he seldom sits like this at home. When he was hit by man Bao, he planted directly to the side and the two children rolled together.

A smile flashed in Mr. Zhuang's eyes, and he almost couldn't help laughing, but thinking of his majesty, he didn't laugh.

With a big hand, he straightened the two children with a smile and said, "people have long been used to sitting on Hu benches and sleeping in Hu beds, but in the scholar forest, there are still many people who are either used to or artful. Anyway, they still insist on sitting. If you want to be a scholar in the future, you have to learn this etiquette."

Mr. Zhuang said, "but you are still young. You don't have to sit so upright."

As Mr. Zhuang was about to go on, man Bao asked curiously, "what is Shilin? Is the Hu stool a stool? Why is it called Hu stool? "

What Mr. Zhuang wanted to say choked in his throat. After thinking about it, he told them from the beginning.

What is Shilin? The simple meaning of the word is a lot of taxis. The circle of scholars is called Shilin.

After talking about scholars, we have to say that agriculture, industry and commerce are cheap. When Mr. Zhuang finishes these, the two children have many problems, and then find that the time has passed.

He didn't have a chance to say what he had planned to say, but he didn't regret it. When he saw that the two children listened with interest, he smiled with satisfaction.

He looked out and said, "class will begin in more than a quarter of an hour. Lie down, close your eyes and have a rest."

The two children feel very energetic and not tired at all.

Mr. Zhuang said, "although you don't feel tired, using your brain will damage your blood. Now you don't think it's too late to change if you don't grow tall and become stupid in the future."

The two children heard that they would not only grow tall, but also become stupid. They didn't dare to refute immediately. They lay down on the mat and closed their eyes.

But at this time, their cerebral cortex is still very active. They have been remembering the knowledge Mr. said just now and can't sleep at all.

They think it's no use closing their eyes.

But after a while, their breathing slowly calmed down, their brains were not so active, their breathing became longer and longer, and they even fell asleep.

Mr. Zhuang sat opposite, picked up the teapot from the stove, poured himself a cup of tea, drank a cup slowly, and smiled at the child who gradually spread out his hands and feet opposite.

Mr. Zhuang was in a good mood these two days. Although several bad things happened after his disciples entered the school, the atmosphere in the school became active and he found two good seedlings.

Reading the Analects of Confucius will never be boring. Each reading can have different feelings, and there are many books of sages in addition to the Analects of Confucius.

Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism and strategists can read so many books, so he can teach children a lot.

Mr. Zhuang has a lot of knowledge to teach students, but not every student is suitable for learning these.

Mr. Zhuang has been a student for 30 years and a teacher for 15 years. During this period, he has also been a counselor and disciple. He knows too well how difficult it is to find a suitable way for a person, how difficult it is for students to learn their own knowledge, and how difficult it is for students to inherit their knowledge.

When he decided to come to Qili Village, he had given up his last ideal, because it was too difficult to find a suitable child.

He couldn't find a suitable child in all the States and counties. He didn't think that there could be a child who was both smart and in line with his expectations in these valleys.

But he just found it.

First, man Bao is a smart, filial and respectful child. The only disadvantage is that she is a girl.

Now there's another one.

There are 28 students in the whole school. Some are stupid and many are smart. But Mr. Zhuang knows that they are not smart enough. Some understand the superficial knowledge. Some need to say it many times before they can remember it.

Those who understand will be forgotten as soon as they turn around.

So he can't teach anything deeper.

Why is he willing to take manbao and Shanbao to the side to open a small stove?

Because they not only understand what he said, but also draw inferences from one instance, and then ask more questions.

Those questions are both superficial and subtle. When talking to them, he is not only imparting knowledge, but also thinking in the process of speaking, he will get something.

Mr. Zhuang leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes.

For the current situation, he is very satisfied, very satisfied.

One proud disciple is enough. If there are two, you will have no regrets in your life.

Mr. Zhuang decided to go back to the state capital next time. He had to go home and bring something. Manbao and Shanbao need it.

Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes and thought wildly. When he realized that the time was almost up, he opened his eyes and looked at the sundial. Only then did he wake up the two children and go to class together.

Most of the afternoon classes are arithmetic and poetry. Both children like these two classes very much, especially arithmetic. Man Bao found that she calculated very fast and was praised by her husband in almost every class, so she studied harder.

After school in the afternoon, Mr. Zhuang wanted to carry the two children to open the small stove again. Who knows, before he could speak, the two children stood up excitedly and bent down with the students to send him off. When he waved his hand to everyone for exemption, when he wanted to speak again, the two children ran away with books in their arms.

Mr. Zhuang who hasn't had time to speak:

Half a ring, he shook his head and laughed. Forget it, the two children are still young. Why rush for a moment?

Man Bao, they run out. Big head is waiting outside.

Seeing the little boy beside his sister-in-law, he was no longer surprised, so he took both of them home, put their things and ran out of the door.