Li Dafeng carried the vegetable basket and went out as usual to buy some meat for cooking.

You don't have to go far, as you leave the street of this row of houses, there are stalls selling vegetables and meat.

However, everyone is planned to be within a line and cannot exceed that line. As long as they do not exceed that line, they can set up stalls on both sides of the street at will. If they exceed that line, they will be fined. Of course, if they are not clean, they will also be fined. .

Most people who come from the village to the city to sell things will choose this street. Later, more and more people know about it, and everyone loves to come here to buy vegetables.

After Li Dafeng bought the things he needed, he was about to go home with a full basket, when he was suddenly stopped by a woman at the intersection.

"Dafeng Dafeng, you come here." Li Dafeng knew this person, and he was also a family member of an officer in the army.

She walked over suspiciously with a basket on her shoulders, "What's the matter with Xiuchun? Why is it so mysterious?"

Xiuchun took Li Dafeng back home, and carefully leaned into her ear and asked, "I heard that your niece is teaching your children from the same town to read?"

Li Dafeng thought it was something, she was so mysterious, she subconsciously replied: "I thought you were going to ask something, that's all? Yes, Xixi opened a school in our house Specialized in teaching children to read and write.”

"Besides, Xixi also said that we don't accept the training from our own people, and teach for free! This means that my two children have not grown up yet, otherwise I would have to send them in, and learn together! Thinking about it, I feel bad, Why don’t I have a baby sooner?”

Li Dafeng talked about the time when she gave birth, and the topic went further and further away.

Xiuchun listened patiently for a while, and finally interrupted her.

"Dafeng, your school is full of people from your own hometown?" Xiuzhen's eyes were full of envy.

Seeing this, Li Dafeng looked proud, "Isn't that right? They were all with my family back then." As he spoke, Li Dafeng seemed to come to his senses suddenly, and added, "We Xixi don't have that much time to teach others. People. Xixi is busy every day, so we are worthy of her efforts."

Originally, Xiuchun wanted to ask if she could let her two boys learn to read, but being blocked by Li Dafeng, she didn't know how to say it.

But he forced a smile and said, "Ah, you bought so many vegetables? Do you plan to go home and cook? Then I won't keep you, and I have to cook quickly. Come on, come on, this is what I have today The fresh peaches you bought outside, you take some back to eat." Xiuchun said, turned around and took some peaches, and sent Li Dafeng out.

Li Dafeng carefully moved home with the piled basket on his back. After Fang Chunmei saw it, he quickly helped to take the piled peaches from her basket and put it on the stove nearby.

"Why do you think of buying peaches?" Fang Chunmei asked curiously.

Li Dafeng put down the vegetable basket on his shoulders, rubbed his shoulders and replied: "I didn't buy it, it was given to me by Xiuchun next door." Thinking of something, Li Dafeng mysteriously said to Fang Chunmei: "She pulled me over today Asked about our home school, I guess she wanted to know if she could send her baby here to learn how to read."

Fang Chunmei looked worried when she heard this, "You agreed?"

Li Dafeng curled his lips and retorted: "How can I be so stupid, this matter is not up to me."

Fang Chunmei smiled, didn't answer the question, and replied while busy with the things in her hand: "I think you have to talk to your mother."

"That's what I think. Xiuchun has already asked me about it. When you go out to buy groceries tomorrow, others will definitely ask you about it. You need to talk to your mother first." Li Dafeng prepared to handle the fish he bought quickly. .

……

After dinner, Ning Qingxi led the group of little radish heads to read as usual.

Just like Wang Xiujuan said, except for the first few words, they remembered it very well. They had some difficulty remembering anything else Ning Qingxi taught later.

It was not easy to read when writing on the sand, and it was a bit crooked when writing on the ground, which was not easy to wipe off. Ning Qingxi simply ordered a small blackboard for each of them and gave them a lot of chalk so that they could use it up. Come and ask for it again.

The blackboard can be used in class to practice calligraphy, or you can take it home and continue writing.

Ning Qingxi would randomly check a few students before class every day to see their learning progress. Without Pinyin, they would either be able to write but not pronounce, or they could not pronounce or write, making it very difficult to learn.

It's not that these people don't work hard. The homework assigned by Ning Qingxi, such as copying the newly learned characters 100 times or 200 times, was done seriously by everyone.

However, the effect is not as good as Ning Qingxi thought. They will learn more and more characters later on, and these square characters will be easily confused.

As usual, they left school homework, and the little carrot heads copied all the homework on their small blackboards, and then took the blackboard home and wrote it stroke by stroke according to the words on the blackboard.

……

"Nai, it's too difficult to teach this kid now."

When Ning Qingxi was teaching, Wang Xiujuan would go to see her when she had nothing to do. The parents who followed their children to see them stopped coming one after another. After all, the family had work to do, so how could they come to see their children in class every day? ?
"As you teach more and more characters, it's normal for them to have difficulty remembering them." Wang Xiujuan suggested, "Why don't you string all these characters into short stories, and then let them listen to the stories and recognize the characters."

Ning Qingxi's eyes lit up when he heard this. Isn't this the modern Chinese teaching method?Why didn't she think of it?

"Mistress, your method is good! How about I tell them a short story like Aesop's fables? Then they read it word by word, read it several times every morning, and combine the context with the context, so they won't even be able to read it. Can’t you read it out?” If you can read it and recognize it, it won’t be that difficult to write it down.

The two of them were talking, and Li Dafeng, who was standing beside the door frame, poked his head inside and was immediately spotted by Wang Xiujuan.

"If you want to come in, come in. What do you look like with your head poking around?"

Li Dafeng sneered, rubbing the hem of his sleeves with both hands, "Mom, I really have something to tell you, and it has something to do with Xixi."

Ning Qingxi looked at her curiously: "What's the matter, third aunt, sit down and talk."

Li Dafeng sat on a stool beside him and told what happened this morning.

"Mom, what do you think we should do about this?"

"It's a good thing you know a lot. If you promise everything, I'll let you teach it."

"No, no, I said that Xixi is busy, and I only helped teach those children for the sake of my own family. I didn't promise anything." Li Dafeng quickly explained, for fear that Wang Xiujuan would misunderstand her.

"Okay, I know about this, you go down first, and you talk to the second child's family, if anyone asks you, just push it away like you did today. If anyone dares to promise indiscriminately, don't blame me for cleaning her up." Wang Xiujuan warned.

After hearing this, Li Dafeng walked out in a hurry, as if there was a tiger eating people behind him.

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