Da'an's marriage made Lao Mu breathe a sigh of relief, but for this matter, Lao Mu seems to value not the marriage itself, but the change in the status of the old watch, no longer the old watch three years ago, three years ago, when the old watch was still in the countryside, I was really afraid that I couldn't find a good object, and now, with knowledge, I got the iron rice bowl, and I no longer have to worry about finding a good daughter-in-law, the power of knowledge is infinite, no wonder the ancients had "no need to erect a tall building to live in peace, there is only a golden house in the book, marry a wife and don't hate the unscrupulous matchmaker, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book" Over the years, the achievements I have made in teaching, and the honorary certificates I get every year, can only prove my achievements in education, and compared with young teachers with diplomas and academic qualifications, I am obviously at a disadvantage. These fully prove that if you want to have a good future, the first thing is to be admitted to a good university and master more advanced knowledge in order to make achievements on the road ahead.

Lao Mu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a cigarette in his mouth and thinking about his thoughts, had already burned to the end, but he didn't realize it at all, until the cigarette butt burned his fingers, and then hurriedly threw the cigarette butt to the ground. It was late at night, but Lao Mu was not sleepy at all, he subconsciously put two fingers into his jacket pocket and found an empty cigarette case, which indicated that he was going to stop smoking again tonight.

Lao Mu frowned slightly, got up and picked up the simple kerosene lamp, first picked up the cigarette butt that had just been thrown on the ground, snuffed out the embers of the cigarette butt with his hand, put it in the corner of the bedside table, and then carefully looked at every inch on the ground, Lao Mu's hungry eyes stared at every corner of the light, and the narrow place of two square meters in front of the bed let him search it, he looked at almost every inch of the open space, and he was disappointed that he did not find the second discarded cigarette butt.

Lao Mu, who was addicted to smoking, still did not give up, opened the door with the lamp, the breeze blew, blowing the lamp flame to the side, he hurriedly covered it with his hand, the lamp flame straightened up again, he squatted down in front of the garbage heap that was cleaned out of the room every day, and pulled it there with a small short stick, every time he saw a little white paper exposed, his face would show a trace of surprise, at this time, a cigarette butt would make him like a treasure, pinch it and rub it twice on his trouser leg, hold it in his hand, and continue to pull there. A pile of garbage made him rummage through it, and he found seven or eight cigarette butts that he had just choked with his hands.

Lao Mu, who returned to the room, put down the kerosene lamp, then stacked the cigarette butts in his hand on the table and began to search in the drawer of the table. The first drawer opened was Xiuhua's needlework, he knew that there would be no results, or simply scratched and pulled; the second drawer put some commonly used car repair tools, at a glance, cigarette butts have nowhere to hide; when the third drawer was opened, he was stunned at first, he knew that this was the drawer where his son usually put his study books, and the first thing that jumped into his eyes was a book that looked very new "Yang Jiajiang", how could there be such a book, his idea of searching for cigarette butts suddenly disappeared, picked up the book and looked at it.

"Last year, my son listened to the commentary "Yang Jiajiang" on the radio, and at that time he thought that he would delay his study time and was drunk by himself, but now he doesn't know where to get this book?"

In Lao Mu's mind, his son is indeed very smart, he clearly remembers that when his son was three years old, a poem of Luo Bing Wang's "Song of the Goose", only taught twice, he could read it, and he could know hundreds of Chinese characters at the age of five, and there was basically no difficulty in reading the villain's book, and the speed of addition and subtraction was better than that of adults, at that time, for his son's education, he was just satisfied with his son's desire for knowledge and taught, never talking about any rules, and his son was for the "Grandpa with Brains" purchased by himself Always read with relish.,And I can also explain to my sister why I see lightning first and then hear thunder and other scientific truths when it rains.,Explain idiom stories.,Not only is the language fluent.,And the expression is rich.,Better than yourself.。

Summing up several years of teaching experience, Lao Mu felt that accepting new things is actually the instinct of life, and learning knowledge is only one of the most commonly used channels to accept new things, but it is just a question of what to learn and how to learn? This also responds to what people often say, 'dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes', learning is nature, but how to give full play to this nature is a very deep knowledge.

Over the years, although I have summed up some experience in teaching, these experiences have been obtained in practice, and have never risen to the height of forming theories. But this did not stop him from thinking about learning, in order to really dig out the nature of human learning, teaching is only the external cause, learning is the internal cause, to make the internal cause really work, the important thing to teach is guidance, not comprehensive indoctrination, instillation is the solidified knowledge, the internal cause is the real learning after the role of the thing, can really learn what you have learned, just like the inventor Edison, did not go to school, but since childhood, he likes to deal with bottles and cans, experiments on his own, and researches so many things, indicating that there are many things that should be learned, which are from their own hearts and played on what they have learnedJust as Confucius said, "If you learn without thinking, you will be confused, and if you think without learning, you will be lazy", learning and thinking here should be for the learner himself, not for the guide. How many Edisons are there in the world? Who is willing to use their children as experiments? What's more, today's test-oriented education will not change your job just because you can invent something, but really rely on test-oriented education to get a good score. In the past few years that I have been teaching, there have been students who have gone on to university every year, what do they rely on? It's not how I teach, but the key is my own understanding, understanding is more important than guidance, teaching is just guiding, guiding them how to understand, being able to do this is a really good teacher, and being able to achieve self-realization is a really good student. For Zhen'er's study, in the past few years, why can't I do this? Since I studied with me, I have always firmly grasped it, never really let him go, let him think freely, play freely, this may be a failure of his own cultivation in the child, he does not want his experience to happen to the child, let alone his child will lose any opportunity in the future. It is precisely because of this that I dare not let go and let the child choose any thing independently.

My son likes to read, and this may be his nature. In fact, it is also related to his own inducement of his son when he was young, but since he entered school, he has given up this inducement, and what he has made his son learn is textbook knowledge.

To sum up, the result of exam-oriented education is to get points, and points are the lifeblood of students. Lao Mu sometimes feels that in fact, the current examination-oriented education system itself is to stifle the space for students to play freely, and to stifle students' instinct to learn freely, but under this education system, they have to do a good job in the study of textbooks, and learning itself is actually changing oneself and improving one's own process, if you want to change yourself, you must obey this education system, learn the knowledge in the textbooks, and then test a good score that others cannot test, which is the teaching result. Although he has been strict with his son's studies, now that his son has been admitted to a key middle school, it can be said that it is a great success.

Thinking of this, Lao Mu put the book into the drawer, then slowly pushed the drawer tightly, took a son's writing book from the table, found an unwritten page number from it, tore it off, and then opened the seven or eight cigarette butts one by one, knocked the tobacco on the page, and instantly the tobacco was piled up on the paper, he folded it along one side of the paper, cut off a strip of paper about five centimeters wide, carefully placed the tobacco on the cut paper, spread out the tobacco, shook his hands, rolled it into a dry tobacco roll like a thin carrot, and then pinched off the long sharp tail of the thin end, put it in his mouth, put the thick end against the kerosene lamp flame, and took two puffs, the green smoke coming out of the cigarette indicates that it has been led.

Lao Mu held the "masterpiece" he had just completed, and pondered about his son's vacation. This holiday is different from any previous holiday, the study after the start of school is a new beginning, this new beginning does not seem to have much to do with the study of primary school years, and it is necessary to use this vacation to guide my son to read some extracurricular books and grow some extracurricular knowledge. Thinking about their own learning back then, there is no one to care, and no one to guide, in elementary school, adults are busy with all kinds of work arranged by the production team, no time to take care of themselves, no one let themselves how to cope with the exam, how to get a good score, so I have the opportunity to read a large number of extracurricular books freely, these benefits, in middle school have come in handy, others think that writing essays is a difficult thing, for themselves, will always be handy, deal with it easily, and always get the teacher's praise. It's just that because of the unexpected illness before the college entrance examination, I lost the opportunity to change my job, not only that, but for a period of time after graduating from high school, I lost my memory and couldn't remember anything, but when I had a memory, I couldn't find what I read back then.

In the past few years, the school has never purchased a single extracurricular reading material except for textbooks and reference books, and the library is just a term for the countrymen. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel sad, and I had to borrow Yuan Mei's sentence "Books can't be read unless borrowed" to guide my son.

Borrowing books in the countryside, naturally there must be a place, Lao Mu took another puff of the homemade cigarette in his hand, and suddenly remembered a person, this person is an old scholar in the village who called Ma Sanye.

Ma Sanye is over 70 years old this year, and he taught private school before liberation, although he did not engage in education after liberation, he is also a highly respected figure in the village. Moreover, according to the name of the elders in the village, this Ma Sanye is the longest in the village, although everyone is used to calling him Ma Sanye, in fact, according to his clan generation, there is no shortage of people who call the ancestors. For some reason, this old scholar rarely speaks, and it is difficult for people to get in touch, and since he can remember, he has sometimes met to say hello, and there has been no other interaction. However, this old scholar has a son who was admitted to a university in Beijing in his early years, and it is said that he is now an official in a provincial government, and he usually likes to read some ancient books, so he should have a lot of books at home, so borrowing books from him is undoubtedly a good choice. As for whether he can borrow it, he has no bottom in his heart, and this is just to exercise his son's social skills, why not? Lao Mu thought in his heart, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. The cigarette in his hand was about to burn out, and the cigarette butt suddenly fell down and happened to hit Lao Mu's other hand, and the sudden pain made Lao Mu tremble suddenly.

"Alas!" Lao Mu sighed, blew out the light, and lay down on the bed.