Therefore, when Li Fei said loudly at the door, 'Sir, I'm back', Zhang Jie motioned for him to enter the school, and did not teach him anything, but continued to teach a group of students the Three Character Sutra.

When a group of half-grown children is the most receptive, children at this time are the easiest to shape, and their character and future life development direction will be shaped by their own husband.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, the students in the school basically came, this time Zhang Jie deliberately counted, thirty-seven, there is still one missing, it should be a child from a far away, I haven't heard the news that the school has reopened, otherwise it should have come a long time ago.

Thirty-seven students, the school-age children in the nearby ten miles and eight villages are basically here, it can be said that every child here is the hope of a family, just like himself back then, when he entered this small school, it was the future of the whole family, and now, the hope of the thirty-seven families is in his own hands.

Naturally, he has to respond to the hopes of others, so Zhang Jie showed 100% patience to every child, and put all his energy into teaching, and teaching a group of children to read and write has become the most important thing in the whole school.

I remember that when the old master was teaching, he would teach his group of children five words every day, write repeatedly, practice diligently, and check every day.

Now, Zhang Jie has to teach a group of children fifteen words a day, and the number has tripled.

It's not that I don't want to teach them in detail, but I really don't have much time.

Zhang Jie can clearly see that the old master's body is going downhill, even if he can survive this hurdle, it is basically impossible to come to the school like before in the future, unless he dies!

Since it is unlikely that the old master will return to the school, the fate of this group of children is also full of unknowns, there are only three talents in ten miles and eight villages, and the old master is removed, leaving himself and the third uncle, and the third uncle's goal is naturally to take the exam, although he has repeatedly failed the exam, but this does not hinder anything, but arouses the momentum of the third uncle to become more and more frustrated.

Since it is impossible for the third uncle to take over this small school, it seems that no one in this group of students who have just entered the school for a few days has this ability except for the fact that they still have the heart to teach them some knowledge.

Teach them more words, at least memorize all the words in their minds as soon as possible, so that even if there is no husband on this podium one day, they can continue to learn by themselves, as long as they want to learn, as long as they are willing to work hard, and learn to write, they have hope of continuing.

Zhang Jie thinks that it is impossible for him to give up his ideals for this group of children, first of all, he doesn't think that he has to take on this responsibility, this is not the burden he should bear, and now he is jumping so hard, and everyone lets it be broken. is already benevolent and righteous, no one expects that he will keep picking, and his family does not allow himself to continue to consume like this.

It can be said that if you really want to be responsible for these thirty-seven children, it will be the biggest irresponsibility to yourself, because just teaching these children can take all of Zhang Jie's energy, not to mention next year's autumn exam, which is the exam in four years, and there is nothing to do with yourself.

Giving up his small family to take care of everyone, Zhang Jie thinks he doesn't have that kind of feelings.

To be honest, for a group of five or six-year-old children, fifteen words a day, it is indeed a bit difficult, that is, if you want to recognize these words, it is not a matter of tolerance, let alone write them on rice paper, but there is no other way, the right to be in the future, this suffering, they must suffer.

On the first day of class, almost all of the thirty-seven children were hit with the board, and for no reason, it was because they could not write the words that the husband asked them to write.

Don't dare to cry, because as long as anyone dares to cry, they will be kicked out of the school by Mr. immediately, if anyone dares to cry and go home, what awaits him is not a comfort at home, at this time, even the mother who loved them the most in the past will be ruthless to hit a few more soles. Let him know that if he doesn't follow Mr. Mengxue, he will end up.

So, when I came to the school the next day, yesterday's thirty-seven children became thirty-five, three less, because the child who didn't come yesterday came back.

I didn't care about the children who didn't come, whether they secretly ran to play without telling their families, or their families were distressed and didn't let them be punished, in short, if they didn't come, they didn't come.

It's still fifteen words, and the task on the second day has not decreased in the slightest compared with the first day, and even a lot of the fifteen words of yesterday have not been completed, so today's task may be twenty words, or even twenty-five words.

Li Fei is going to write twenty-five words today, because he only wrote out five words yesterday, when Zhang Jie walked up to him, the little boy covered the rice paper with his hand, looking like he didn't dare to see people, without saying a word, this kid was hit three times, and the left hand was still played, because the right hand was used to hold the pen.

The rest of the people who didn't complete the task each had a board, and this time they all learned to be obedient, even if they were hit by the board, no one dared to say anything.

In the afternoon of the next day, I saw the figure of the little aunt appear in the window, but she only glanced at it, and she went back, and before class in the afternoon, Zhang Jie asked everyone to rewrite the thirty words taught in the past two days.

There is no doubt that no one wrote them all silently, and this time Zhang Jie did not beat them on the board, but just let them go back like this.

"Am I wrong? Isn't this a teaching style suitable for them? Muttering like this, Zhang Jie, who was holding a copy of "The Mean" in his hand, couldn't read the book, and personally redone the hygiene in the school, seeing that the sun was about to set, Zhang Jie went to the old master's house without rushing home.

Leisurely? It's not leisurely, it should be full of thoughts, and I don't know how many children will be left in the school tomorrow morning. It's not all over!

There are two carriages parked in front of the old master's house, probably because the old master is in poor health, and the old master's old friends came to pay a visit.

The courtyard door was not closed, so Zhang Jie didn't bother to knock on the door, and went directly into the courtyard.

The courtyard of the old master's house is planted with flowers, and most of the flowers in October are not showy, or withered, or withered, but in the courtyard, a woman wearing a light veil is pinching a half-withered flower and admiring it carefully.

Two years of time, at a glance, it looks like everyone's ladies, by no means the little daughters-in-law in the village who deal with firewood, rice, oil and salt all day long can be compared, the bun on the head is not coiled, so it should still be a girl who has not left the cabinet.

Chu Chu is moving, the country is fragrant, the flowers and the moon are beautiful, the demeanor is thousands, and the charms are charming!

In an instant, a lot of words flew through his mind, and as the woman glanced at herself, Zhang Jie felt.

The word "alluring the country and the city" may be just right!