Chapter 173: Enlightenment

Xiao Maozi's eyes were bright, and his head nodded like a rattle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Yang Xiaobei seemed to see the little tail behind him and began to shake desperately. At this time, there is no one who has the time to enlighten the children, let alone guide the homework - isn't that all the teacher's business?

Like later generations, I began to attend various nursery classes at the age of two or three, and there were various cram schools and interest classes after I went to school. That's not all, parents still have to worry about learning in school, and homework every night has to be completed with the help of parents, checked, signed, and guided. At this time, it is simply unthinkable.

Except for my grandfather's bookseller, I'm afraid that few families will have books at home. Not to mention enlightening children. There are 365 days a year, and there is endless farm work every day, and as long as the child is not noisy, let him go.

This is also the first time Xiao Maozi has seen so many books - there is a row full of cabinets in the back! In fact, those are all medical books, Yang Xiaobei's, and Yi Huifen's. You have to pretend to be in this business, so many scholars look at it, oh!

In general, these books are decorations. Although sometimes you have to flip through the book to read it, but you can't still hold a medical book to read when you are usually fine, right? Yang Xiaobei is not so studious, and her favorite is all kinds of novels, I don't know that there are still many titles of books that I chased from the beginning in my mobile phone?

It's a pity that the update can't be seen, which is the most regrettable thing. Since the Great Celestial Empire has the ubiquitous WIFI, she has no habit of downloading, and all of them are read online. This is good, even if you have electricity now to turn on your mobile phone, you can still fool your mother's curious gaze, but there is no e-book to read! No matter how high-end a smartphone is, without the Internet, it is nothing, worse than a piece of scrap metal.

So after the clinic's affairs were on the right track, Yang Xiaobei had more free time, but there was a book shortage. Zhou Pinzheng helped her collect for a while, there are really not many novels to read these years, and she has been poisoned by online novels for a long time, and the popular "scar pie" and "yam egg pie" are not her dish at all, too ...... It's heavy, maybe she can't empathize, anyway, she can't appreciate such a deep literary work, we are laymen, or gnaw on the Internet.

In the end, he retreated and got a set of four famous books collected from his uncle. This is a good thing! When my uncle came home professionally, it would take several days to come back by boat, so he bought such a set of books to pass the time. Later, no one at home looked at it, so it was put on the shelf. This time, Yang Xiaobei screamed about the book shortage, but her mother patted her head and found this heavy set of novels.

It's a simple typography, and it's unremarkable in appearance - except for its heavy size. Yang Xiaobei was full of emotion when she got this book. You must know that when she was at her grandmother's house, she also slept with this set of books every day. Later, I saw that she really liked it, not because she wanted other children to be as hot for three minutes, so her uncle simply gave her this set of books. When I came back, the book was still at home!

Because I have turned it over too many times, the books at that time were already very torn, and they were glued and glued, so they barely fell apart. Unexpectedly, feng shui took turns, and now this set of books is back in her hands. It's still brand new, so my uncle read it and kept it in the cupboard.

Among the four famous novels, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is too literary, and it looks super laborious, so I don't like it. The description of women in the Water Margin is too strange, and the heroes followed Song Jiang, who was indecisive and hypocritical, and in the end they didn't end well, with bad reviews. I like Journey to the West, the text is straightforward, and the story is exciting, but from childhood to adulthood, who hasn't watched the TV series of "Journey to the West" more than a dozen times, every winter and summer vacation, which time is not dominating the screen?

Not to mention all kinds of remakes, all kinds of strange adaptations. The above story, not to mention that it is like a stream, at least it is also ripe. I really can't muster the energy to read the novel again - in fact, I read the novel countless times when I was a child, and I can't be more familiar with it.

There is also a Dream of Red Mansions left. How can I say it? Yang Xiaobei is a cow who can memorize the "funeral flower words" word for word. As for the other poems, I also know a little bit about them, (except for those I don't like). She can't remember how many times she has watched it, anyway, every time she sees Daiyu's funeral flowers, Baoyu still sheds tears when she gets married, and she still cries when she is in a bad mood.

Mom always said that she was crazy, and she could do the same when she read a novel. But Yang Xiaobei knows that this is the charm of the classics. No matter how many times you have seen it, no matter how long it has been, you will still be moved, and tears will flow down unconsciously. As for the study of "Red Studies" and the relationship between the characters in the novel, who can go back hundreds of years and ask Cao Dada what he really thinks? But he spent his whole life writing a book, and he put all his emotions into it, which makes people have to be fascinated.

Since getting this set of books, Yang Xiaobei has put [Dream of Red Mansions] on the table, and flipped through it when he had time. This is not a fast food novel, and you can't understand it at a glance. But now it's a little weird to be held in Xiao Maozi's hand and look at it.

After thinking about it, there was no place to buy books for enlightenment, so when Zhou Pinzheng and the others came back, they went to the Xinhua Bookstore in the county to have a look. Yang Xiaobei then took out a blank prescription and said, "Let's write! ”

Mao Zi was very cooperative, immediately dropped the book in his hand, sat on the opposite side of the table upright, and watched Yang Xiaobei write. The writing desk was too high for him, and when he looked at Yang Xiaobei, he could only see his brain and round eyes.

"Come, sit next to me!" couldn't help beckoning him over, the child was very quiet, and he didn't ask why like other children, and slipped down from the stool opposite, and ran to Yang Xiaobei's side.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Xiaobei deliberately teased him and said, "How many words does Maozi know?" The child shyly sat on the high stool prepared for him, twisted his fingers and said, "Up, down, people, mouth......" Count it in one breath, yo!

Asked again, only to know that he learned from the neighbor's brother, the child was in the first grade last year, and was abused by "a, o, e" and "people, mouth, and hands" all day long.

When he has nothing to do with the mud, Maozi can even write. It's just that after all, he is stealing, don't mention the strokes and handwriting, it feels like he is painting, drawing several men in his memory on paper, and then looking at Yang Xiaobei with a look of praise.

I'll go! Sure enough, it's a legendary self-taught genius! Yang Xiaobei suddenly felt sorry for wanting to provoke this kind of demon Alexander, and said, when the time comes, the taste of being crushed by this kind of person will definitely be uncomfortable!

Ahem, isn't it just a three-year-old doll, you are in your thirties, can you have a point of interest? Yang Xiaobei despised himself for a moment, and began to do his best to cultivate demons, "This character is not written like this, you see, it must be horizontal first, and then vertical......"