Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 53 Teacher Wei Goes Online
"awesome."

Wei Pingan responded with a smile.

Zhou Wen came up to him and helped him get the net bag hanging on the handlebar of the bicycle and the meat in the basket.

Most of them were taken into the space by Wei Pingan.

A small part is deliberately placed outside, so that everyone can see that their own things are not created out of thin air.

Entering the house, there is a cool breeze.

From the old to the young, the whole family has become accustomed to the service of the air conditioner.

Now except for sleeping, all activities are in this small courtyard.

But the old lady would go to the backyard every day to chat with the deaf old lady, and they got along quite well.

Occasionally, I would go under the trees at the entrance of the alley and chat with a group of old ladies.

It's only been a week, and the old lady Zhang Huizhi has been able to talk to several surrounding courtyards.

It is worthy of the existence of social MAX.

"Our family's life is getting better and better. You two are blessed, and it's suitable to be together."

When eating, the old lady's face was full of wrinkles, full of joy.

Zhou Zimo is also happy, he eats a lot when he is happy.

The little guy ate two large steamed buns of white flour by himself.

Hiccup.

Half a child eats me to death.

The ancients concluded that it makes sense.

Fortunately, Wei Ping'an's family background is strong, and he is not afraid of being poor by his brother-in-law.

After the meal, the family sat at the dining table. Zhou Wen brought a tea set and brewed a pot of Lapsang Souchong.

If you don't drink green tea at night, you won't be able to sleep well.

Black tea nourishes the stomach and does not affect sleep.

"...The position assigned is the archives room of the Jiaodaokou Police Station. It can be regarded as taking over the uncle's class... There is a three-month internship period at the beginning... Maybe you will be a street policeman in the future... The salary is not high, and the subsidy is 21.5 yuan. Listen Director Wang said that the location is in Xiaoju Hutong, the jurisdiction of the three Hutongs..."

"It's good. It's not too far from home. It will be more convenient for you to commute to get off work than me in the future."

"The first three months were farther than you. The Jiaodaokou Police Station didn't go directly to Xiaoju Hutong."

"Hmm, when are you going to report for duty?"

"It seems that the previous policemen haven't finished dealing with it, and they have to wait until the day after tomorrow to report."

"Will the post at the police station be vacant? Didn't Director Wang say it was difficult last time?"

"It seems that the selection of female traffic policemen from the whole city began last month, and all the female policemen dispatched from Jiaodaokou were selected, and there was a vacant position. In addition, my uncle was also at the police station at the beginning... so he arranged for me. .”

After chatting for a while, the old lady wanted to take her grandson to retreat.

It is also very important for the old Wei family to carry on the family line.

"Grandma, don't be in a hurry to leave. I will discuss with Xiaowen, first enlighten Zhou Zimo, let him learn how to read and practice calligraphy, and then find him a primary school next year, so as not to keep up."

The old lady immediately regained her spirits when she heard that she would arrange teaching for her eldest grandson.

How to say how to cooperate.

"Grandma, Ping An is amazing. It has published articles in newspapers and magazines, and even published books..."

Zhou Wen whispered to grandma.

"Then, are you a worker or a writer?"

"This one……"

Zhou Wen didn't understand either, so he looked at Wei Pingan: "Old Comrade Wei, are you a worker or a writer?"

Wei Pingan smiled and said, "I'm a worker writer, and I'm right about both."

Zhou Zimo and his brother-in-law have gotten to know each other very well during this time, and sitting next to the desk, they also have a playful smile on their faces, not very serious.

And Wei Pingan also knows that this enlightenment is the best time to shape children's learning attitude.

It is necessary to correct Zhou Zimo's learning attitude, even if he is not as lofty and noble as shouting the slogan "study for the rise of China", but also let him understand the seriousness and necessity of reading.

Wei Ping'an is not a teacher, and teaching is not a profession.

But he can speak.

Teaching needs guidance, and speaking needs to break the ice.

Same way.

Wei Pingan coughed lightly, pondered for a few seconds, and spoke slowly.

"Zimo, do you know your name?"

Zhou Zimo nodded.

The smile on his face restrained a little, and he looked at Wei Pingan.

Wei Pingan picked up a pen and wrote the words "Zhou Zimo" on the paper.

Running script, very beautiful.

Back then, I had to work hard.

"The Zhou surname is one of the oldest surnames in our country. It originated from the Ji surname and is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor. The descendants of Yan and Huang we often talk about are Emperor Yan and Huang Di. Among them, the Yellow Emperor is the ancestor of the Zhou surname..."

Children love to listen to stories.

Wei Ping'an spoke at a slow pace, and gave Zhou Zimo just the right amount of blank space. After finishing a sentence, he successfully attracted his attention.

"...The towering trees must have their roots, and the waters of Huaishan must have their sources. Seeking the roots of the surname, that is, seeking the roots of the blood culture, this is the imprint of our roots that we can't erase. Just imagine, from the Spring and Autumn Period of the Western Zhou Dynasty nearly 3000 years ago In a period of two years, each generation of bloodline inheritance is only a few decades, and even if there is any accident during this period, the inheritance will be broken... Now you are sitting here, listening to me explain the origin of your Zhou family, what a miracle it is ..."

Zhou Zimo couldn't understand it, but he felt it was very powerful. There was a rush of heat in his heart, the feeling of blood on his head.

The old lady and Zhou Wen beside him were already dumbfounded.

In the second half, Wei Ping'an did tell them.

There is no class to teach.

Idle is idle.

"...You may not understand the above words now, but I hope you can remember that one day you can feel its weight, which means that you have really grown up... Next, we will start Formal learning..."

In 10 minutes, Wei Pingan took Zhou Zimo to familiarize himself with the Arabic numerals 0-9.

Zhou Zimo knows numbers, but it may be because of the foreshadowing just now, he is not impetuous, his expression is very serious, and he really listened to it.

after that.

Wei Pingan took out a copybook.

Children's Digital Practice Copybook (0-100)……

Redeemed from Points Mall.

The system warmly gives a grooved pen control training tablet without any advertising trademarks.

The wood carving version is specially made old.

There are traces of use.

Hmm... the brush strokes are as if Wei Ping'an carved it out with his own hands.

Wei Pingan turned around and took out the thin wooden board from under the bookcase.

"This one can be used to copy... Then your homework tomorrow is to write the Arabic numerals in this style 20 times after you are proficient in copying..."

As soon as Wei Pingan spoke, he immediately felt the joy of oppressing children.

Just two words: decompression.

Zhou Wen waited for his homework to end, and leaned over to look at the board.

From top to bottom on the left row, numbers 0-9 are written, and there are 10 imitation depressions on the back, which are used for imitation, which is indeed unique.

Looking at the small characters written under each Arabic numeral on the left row, I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

0 is round and big like an egg, 1 is thin and long like a pencil, 2 is like a duckling swimming in water...

"Is this what you've used before?"

"Uh...Actually, my original dream was to be a primary school teacher. Do you believe me when I say that?"

"Then this is..."

"The teaching aids I prepared for myself are unfortunately useless."

Wei Pingan sighed, shook his head, and used exaggerated acting skills to express his regret that he missed the opportunity.

I wanted to have fun with my daughter-in-law behind closed doors, but I didn't want to...

The daughter-in-law and the old lady actually believed it.

Thank you for giving birth to these kind and simple women in this era.

It is simply a paradise for men who are full of lies, are you...

The old lady solemnly dragged the Zhou family's only seedling to the front yard.

It is the future private property of the Zhou family.

Even if it was a gift from the son-in-law.

After listening to her son-in-law's explanation tonight, the old lady suddenly felt that she was under a lot of pressure. This is the only blood of the Zhou family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and she must not be cut off from her.

If he really broke the bloodline inheritance, how can he explain to his grandfather when he goes down.

Just as he was about to turn around and close the door, he saw a drunken man passing the old lady in the hallway.

The old lady protected Zhou Zimo, as if she dared to protect her grandson with her life whenever someone came across to make trouble.

Wei Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth.

It seems that something has been said before.

The drunken figure went to the west wing.

It's Jia Dongxu.

Before entering the door, he staggered a few times, so he didn't fall down.

Wei Pingan stopped watching, closed the door and went back to the house.

Wei Ping'an is not worth worrying about a piece of trash who will eventually get a lunch box on the way.

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