Chapter 17: Good boy
"Junko has a cold, Childe, please go back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" A woman said this to Xiao Jing without smiling, and then slammed the broken wooden door shut.
Xiao Jing, who was still unwilling, raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but heard the woman say loudly inside: "My family's baby doesn't test for fame, what do you do when you know those words?" You might as well help with some work! ā
Xiao Jing smiled bitterly and turned around and walked away. This was the fifth household he visited, and the first few families gave all kinds of explanations: some said that the child was sick, some said that the child had gone far away, and some simply told him bluntly that my child did not want to read and write.
Since settling down in the residence, Xiao Jing has become the king of children. He used "giving sugar gourds after class" as a bait to gather some children who didn't need help at home to teach them to read; As soon as the busy farming season passed, there were more children who came running, and there were almost 80 students when they were at their most uniform, and he and Shao Ning needed to teach separately to take care of it.
These children come from ordinary families. Their families either can't afford to hire a husband or don't have the desire to let their children go to school. It's quite rewarding to be able to get such a group of kids together and shake their heads and learn something.
Just now......
Xiao Jing kicked the snow violently, and the flying snow powder was blown back to his body by the wind, which made him feel smart.
After standing for a moment, he walked towards the "classroom".
"Wangfu, didn't I tell you that you can't talk in class!" Shao Ning waved the branch in his hand "proudly", and his majestic and serious appearance was very teacher-like.
The child he named quickly turned around and stuck out his tongue. Shao Ning walked up to him and wrote the word "Fu" on the snow with a branch, and said with a smile: "What does this word read?" ā
Wangfu was asked. He thought about it for a long time with his fingers in his mouth, but he didn't say why. However, a child next to him raised his hand, and after Shao Ning nodded, he got up and said loudly: "This is the word Fu!" ā
Shao Ning motioned for him to sit down approvingly, and said to Wangfu: "Look at the gold of others!" I taught you this word the day before yesterday, even if others can't remember it, why can't you even remember how to write your own name? Even if you don't listen to Ben Gongzi's teaching, don't you have this word posted at home? ā
After all, Shao Ning has been a street fighter for a long time. Even if he is a good person now, it is inevitable that he will have some prestige in the young heart of the child. Wangfu suddenly flattened his mouth and sucked his nose hard, and quickly made all preparations before crying loudly.
"Don't know what's the matter? Just learn it again. Xiao Jing, who came from the snow, smiled and leaned down to coax Wangfu into tears, pulled Shao Ning away a few steps, and said in a low voice: "Don't you think that our students are not few enough, you have to rush back a few more to be happy?" ā
Shao Ning snorted: "I didn't say anything to him, he can't stand it?" I think when Lao Tzu was literate, he was beaten by Mr. every day, and I ......"
Xiao Jing interrupted him impatiently: "Okay, don't blow about your glorious deeds." Somebody will take care of it, and you'll read it all, and then what? When he was older, he refused to study, first harming the capital, and then harming the Puhua Town, and became a gangster who didn't learn or know. If I just keep a low profile, 'want to be back then' or something? ā
Shao Ning glared at him and was about to have a seizure, and Xiao Jing said again: "Do you know how to be a teacher?" You dare to blow your beard and stare at me in front of students, what do people think of you? ā
Shao Ning turned his head to look at the innocent eyes of the children and took a deep breath. After a long time, he said, "There are fewer and fewer students, what are you going to do?" ā
Xiao Jing said indifferently: "From tomorrow onwards, I will teach alone, and there are some things that I need you to help me do." ā
He pulled Shao Ning under a tree, and the two of them quietly exchanged something. Shao Ning looked a little puzzled when he heard his words, but nodded after pondering for a moment.
The two walked slowly back to the center of the field. Xiao Jing looked at the expectant eyes of the children, smiled and took out the sugar gourd from under the tarpaulin as if he was doing a trick and distributed it to everyone: "Students, today's class is here, you can go back." ā
Everyone cheered in unison, and the person who got the sugar gourd first couldn't wait to eat it, and one child had small sugar cubes stuck to his mouth.
"I have a question for my classmates." Xiao Jing's blazing eyes swept over everyone's faces: "What are you all studying for?" ā
A child grinned and raised the bamboo stick in his hand: "Sugar gourd!" ā
Shao Ning wanted to cry a little, but Xiao Jing had no waves on his face. He nodded and asked, "Anything else?" ā
Another child said: "Dad said that my family is too small, and he and his mother can't pack up my things when I run around, so I asked me to play with Mr. Shao and go back when I'm done." ā
Shao Ning smiled and had a bad expression: "Hey, Erzhu, what your father said is right." In the future, if you are fine, come to Mr. Shao, don't keep bothering your father, do you know? ā
Without waiting for Shao Ning to continue, Xiao Jing said again: "Is there anything else?" ā
At this time, the child named Jin Gui shouted loudly: "I want to be literate!" ā
Xiao Jing walked over and squatted in front of him with interest: "Oh? Tell me, what are you literate for? ā
Jin Gui scratched his head, his face a little ashamed. When he saw Xiao Jing's encouraging eyes, he mustered up the courage and said loudly: "My mother said that people who are poor can't be short of ambition!" If you don't want to be poor for the rest of your life, you have to be literate with your husband, and only by being more literate can you be successful! ā
Shao Ning was slightly stunned, but Xiao Jing smiled. He patted Jin Gui on the shoulder and said softly: "Good boy, come on, I'm optimistic about you." ā
As he spoke, he got up and took out more than a dozen strings of sugar gourds and stuffed them into the children: "You can take them and eat them, and if there are many people in the family, take more." If anyone robs a little friend, he won't give it to him next time! ā
All the kids went crazy. They shouted and turned to run, and soon their little figures disappeared into the snow.
Xiao Jing suddenly asked, "What do you think of them?" ā
Before Shao Ning could speak, he asked himself and replied: "No matter which one it is, it's a good boy......"
The snow was falling heavier, and the two of them simply cleaned up and walked home. There was nothing to say all the way, and when he saw that he was at the door of the house, Xiao Jing suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Shao Ning: "How many words do these people know before and after?" ā
Shao Ning hesitated: "It's hard to say. You gave me a thousand words, and now I've taught almost six hundred. However, these children are in a different situation, and those who often come and are smart and willing to learn are estimated to be able to remember a lot. The rest, maybe one or two hundred, maybe less. ā
Xiao Jing was a little helpless, but in the blink of an eye, he smiled resolutely.
It's still a little early, but that's the only way to do it!