Sheng Fu

Chapter 62 Reading aloud

After breakfast, Yuwenjun came to the grass school as scheduled, Wang Shen, Han Xing, Wang Ping and these children have been waiting for a long time.

In addition to the children who came yesterday, four or five seven or eight-year-old children came this morning with small benches.

Yuwenjun smiled comfortably: "Good morning, let's start the class."

The children saluted Yuwenjun in unison, and the newcomer was not very good at salute, and followed Wang Shen and the others in front of them and bowed to Yuwenjun like a cat or a tiger.

First, they distributed wooden pens to the new arrivals. The wooden pens were specially prepared by Wang Yan. Several thick hardwoods were cut down from the mountains, and then several carpenters in the village carved them day and night.

Although it is not a real pen, and there is no paper here, Wang Yan has done his best within the scope of what he can do.

Just like yesterday, Yuwenjun asked Wang Shen to teach the newcomers what they said yesterday, and then write their names and let them copy.

Yu Wenjun made a calculation in his heart. In the first few days, let the children learn to salute and write their own names. That is to say, in these few days, he will probably be able to gather all the children in the village together, and then teach them later.

Human-to-human transmission is fast, like the wind in a valley can sweep an entire mountain in no time.

The Wu family, the head of the family, Wu Zhongjun, is in his early thirties, and his son is seven years old this year. Compared with the other sturdy children, Wu Zhongjun's son is definitely not strong enough, but compared with the thin child, this child still has the strength. of.

After breakfast, Wu Zhongjun had to go to work in the mountains, but now the husband and wife had a dispute about their son Wu Yu.

The wife is a person with a peaceful temperament, and she has no opinion on matters big or small on weekdays, and listens to her man in everything.

Today, it was rare for me to be hard-hearted in front of my husband, and said angrily: "You can't even write your own name, and you don't let our son go to study with that young gentleman. Do you want your son to have no future in the future?"

Wu Yu stood by, and saw his parents getting into a quarrel, his face flushed and he was extremely nervous.

The old man in the family left early. Wu Zhongjun has had a very hard life these years. He naturally hopes that his son will grow up soon, so that he can share a part for the family.

Wu Yu's concept of reading is very vague, but he just thinks that all his good friends have gone to the grass school, and he also wants to go with him.

If grandparents were still alive, they would definitely let their good grandchildren go to school.

Wu Zhongjun also blushed with anger, and said aggressively, "That young gentleman won't stay too long in a place like us where birds don't shit."

"In such a period of time, how many books can a child read?"

"If you have time to spare, why don't you call your son up and go with me to work in the mountains."

After hearing this, the wife also sternly picked up the scissors on the table and pressed them to her throat, and shouted hoarsely: "If you don't let my son go to study, I will die for you today, but I want to see you. After you finish your work, who will cook for you when you come back!"

The scissors touched the blood on his wife's neck slightly, this time Wu Zhongjun panicked.

His wife has always been docile and never speaks harshly. Wu Zhongjun also quickly subdued and said, "That's okay, listen to you."

Wu Yu has been standing by the side all the time, feeling extremely aggrieved. Now he has some concept of reading, which is something that his mother is willing to give up her life to fight for herself.

The wife glared at her husband, took out a small bench from the room, took Wu Yu's hand, wiped her tears and said softly, "My dear son, my mother will take you to study with your husband."

Wu Yu also wiped away tears and took his mother's hand out of the house to the grass school.

Every family has its own difficulties. Some strong children can indeed share the housework. Everyone knows that Yuwenjun will not stay in Qingshui Village for too long. There are still many people who are skeptical about reading.

However, the thoughts in some people's hearts are interesting. Yuwenjun said that he would not charge tuition fees. These people think that this matter does not cost money, and it is also a cheap thing to know a few words. He took the small bench and drove the child to the grass school.

Two days later, most of the children in the village went to the grass school.

When most of the children are concentrated in one place, the rest of the children can't bear it anymore, making noise with their family members and rolling around to go to study.

Under such a toss, some parents can't bear their temper, so they can only let their children go to the grass school to kill time.

People in the village have never read books, but they have also heard a phrase from foreign actors, "Ten years of hard work" and Yuwenjun will leave Qingshui Village before the end of the year, so many parents think nothing more than to let their children After playing for a while, it's best to learn something, and it doesn't matter if you can't learn something, anyway, the young man with the golden clothes and jade belt doesn't charge tuition fees.

A few days later, the parents who didn't plan to let their children go to study couldn't bear it anymore. They felt that their children didn't go to study, it seemed like a non-social thing, and living in the village, the most taboo thing is not to be in the community. .

If anyone doesn't fit in with the group, no one will go to their weddings and weddings, and gradually they will lose their popularity.

Then there was a situation of following the crowd. Not only did children under the age of ten come to the Grassland School, but even some [-]- or [-]-year-olds were not allowed to work by their families, so they were sent to the Grassland School. How much can they learn? things, how much.

And those who are 15 years old or older are the adults in the village and the main labor force in a family, so naturally they have no chance to study.

The Grass School was almost covered with stains. Every child had a wooden pen in his hand, and all sat on small benches, all carefully copying Yu Wenjun's handwriting.

If the writing is wrong, just wipe the river sand and start all over again.

Seeing that the whole village's children and teenagers are concentrated here, Yuwenjun felt a sense of pride in his heart. This feeling is different from when he first became a blue dragon with two sleeves.

After another two days, everyone would write their own names, and they would salute each other every time they met.

Yu Wenjun on the podium cleared his throat, and all the children in the grass school raised their heads and stared at the young gentleman seriously.

Yuwenjun said solemnly: "I am very pleased that you can finally write your own names and treat people with courtesy."

"Today, I'm going to teach you the principles of righteousness."

Afterwards, Yu Wenjun personally took a wooden pen and wrote the content of "Elementary School" on the ground. Naturally, this is not all the elementary school chapters, but the elementary school chapters refined by Yuwenjun, and the length is shorter.

Afterwards, he read aloud, and every time he read a sentence, the students in the grassy school also read aloud.

Yuwenjun has never been a teacher. He has to leave Qingshui Village before the end of the year. In the limited time, he has no way to give all the content to these children, and can only rely on the content he has organized for teaching.

The content taught may not be suitable for very young children, but the children here are of different ages, and it is not clear whether they will have the opportunity to really embark on the road of reading in the future.

Yu Wenjun thought in his heart, try to teach them something useful, suitable for the knowledge of being a person and doing things.

The sound of reading aloud continued for an entire hour, and the children with good memory had almost all memorized the incomplete contents of "Elementary School".

Yu Wenjun gathered these children together, and at the very center of the grass school, he rewrote "Elementary School" and said to the children, "Everyone is watching around here, reciting silently in their hearts, and then using the pens in your hands. , continue to copy my font."

This teaching method is indeed a bit rigid, because Yuwenjun has no better way...

(End of this chapter)