Chapter 26, everything must be talked about some routine
"The foundation of goodness is teaching, and the foundation of teaching is in the teacher. www.biquge.info I am glad that I have such a good teacher as you. Yu Zhiyuan smiled brightly, changing his sentimentality.
"Teacher, I'm also very happy for you, you are really a good student for the teacher!" Mr. Wu unabashedly admired, completely leaving behind what he once said, "I have never taught such a poor student".
"Alas......" At this point, Yu Zhiyuan suddenly sighed, his face full of melancholy, "Teacher, I actually have something to do today. ”
Mr. Wu laughed and said, "I know, the so-called nothing to go to the Three Treasures Palace, what do you have to do, just tell the teacher." I'm a bad old man who can only teach, but I can give you advice. ”
"You're really my mentor!" Yu Zhiyuan saluted.
After laying so much groundwork, Mr. Wu really did not disappoint Yu Zhiyuan, and followed Yu Zhiyuan's train of thought to get here. Although the whole process is full of routines, isn't this saying often said, only routines keep people's hearts.
"Don't tell you, teacher, I have a very good relative, she has helped me a lot, I don't know how to repay her. Her parents died when she was a child, and she was exiled ......"
"Who is he?"
"It's a poor kid. When I saw her, I realized how lucky I was to have an uncle and a grandmother, and you, a teacher. Yu Zhiyuan sighed, and then said: "But she is not so lucky, she has no family, and there is no good teacher like you who can teach her how to behave." ”
Yu Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu also looked at him, Yu Zhiyuan then said, "I wonder if the teacher can help me with this?" ”
“…… Hahaha! Mr. Wu paused slightly, "You kid, you used to be waiting here as a teacher." ”
"After all, the teacher is the teacher, and it is the Zhiyuan class that has made the axe." Yu Zhiyuan's face turned red and said with a little apology.
"Teaching people is a good thing in itself, so why should I not agree?" Mr. Wu stretched out his hand and stroked his beard and said.
"It's just that this kid is a little special." Yu Zhiyuan's face was embarrassed.
Mr. Wu noticed the change in Yu Zhiyuan and asked: "People are not distinguished from high and low in the face of knowledge, I don't know what you are talking about." ”
"This kid is a girl......"
"......" This time Mr. Wu stopped talking.
"Teacher, I know that there has never been such a thing as a girl going to a private school since ancient times, but didn't you just say that in the face of learning, people are not distinguished from high and low?" Yu Zhiyuan asked.
The most difficult thing is just beginning, after all, if you want to tell an old antique to let him do an unprecedented thing, you must first get through his ideological concepts, and changing a person's concept is undoubtedly a change, you can imagine the degree of difficulty in this.
"Teacher, those young ladies from rich families can read and write, because they can hire private teachers. It is already difficult for ordinary children to live a carefree life, and if your private school can't accept them, then they have no right to learn! The foundation of goodness is taught......"
"Zhiyuan, don't say it, I'm old, and I still want to keep my insignificant reputation!" Mr. Wu was a little angry, got up from the table, waved his sleeves and walked into the courtyard, leaving only Yu Zhiyuan and the book on the table.
Yu Zhiyuan looked at Mr. Wu's back, sighed silently in his heart, remembering Tao Tao's innocent little face and grandmother's kind face, Yu Zhiyuan bit his teeth and followed.
The sky was getting dark, the evening breeze was blowing, and neither of Yu Zhiyuan and Mr. Wu spoke anymore, and confronted each other silently.
I don't know how long it took, the remnants of the sunset on the horizon had disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, the figure of a child appeared in Yu Zhiyuan's eyes.
The child tied a few pigtails on the top of his head, and waved his hand from a long distance: "Grandpa! Grandfather! While shouting, he ran towards the location of the school.
The man who came was none other than Mr. Wu's grandson.
"Grandpa! Grandfather! The boy with the pigtails ran over and threw himself into Mr. Wu's arms, and Mr. Wu's originally tense face became an amiable old man at this time.
Mr. Wu picked up the child and asked, "Why did you come here?" ”
The little boy suddenly took out an egg out of nowhere, but this egg was not the same as the usual egg, but there were fine cracks all over the body, and there was a fragrance of spices.
"Look, grandpa!" The little boy said happily.
"Where did you get this?" Mr. Wu was a little unexpectedly unhappy, and asked a little seriously.
"It's a big brother, he said that your student Yu Zhiyuan asked him to send it to our family. This hard-boiled egg is called tea eggs, and he sent ten to our family, and he also sent ten pieces of jerky. Grandma saw that you hadn't come back for a long time, so she specially asked me to call you home for dinner! The little boy looked at Mr. Wu innocently, and described to him the things his family had received with his fingers. The little boy was taught very well, and although he drooled greedily, he still did not eat the tea egg in his hand.
After hearing this, Mr. Wu turned his head to look at Yu Zhiyuan, his eyes were full of unspeakable anger, what readers hate most is being bought by money and material.
As a successful marketing manager, Yu Zhiyuan will not fight an unprepared battle. He had already inquired before he came, Mr. Wu's family is now poor, and the children taught in this private school are only some children from ordinary people, so the natural income is not optimistic.
Coupled with Mr. Wu's natural literati arrogance, even if he starved to death at home, he was unwilling to show up on the street to make a living. Mr. Wu's son made a living in this city by metabolizing letters, on the one hand, he had to support his family, and on the other hand, he had to prepare to go to Beijing to take the exam.
Mr. Wu looked at Yu Zhiyuan with anger on his face, and suddenly said coldly: "Young Master Yu, although I am confused, I am definitely not the one who accepts alms for no reason!" ”
Yu Zhiyuan hurriedly made a big salute and apologized: "Teacher, you misunderstood, this is just a little bit of Zhiyuan's heart, and the apprenticeship gift for our family Taotao to you." You can teach ordinary children to read and write here for very little money, don't you just want them to learn more things, and when they grow up, they can get out of this loess plateau! In that case, why don't you want to give girls such a chance! ”
Yu Zhiyuan's words are in Mr. Wu's heart, as a teacher, he hopes that these children can learn more things.
Mr. Wu pondered silently in his heart, he still remembered his pride and ambition back then, but unfortunately he is now in his twilight years.
Yu Zhiyuan said sincerely, Mr. Wu looked at his thin little grandson, and finally nodded, and should come down to this matter.