Chapter 290: Teaching
"Hey, come and write big with me." Chen Yanda came forward with a warm smile and pulled Ruiwen.
When Ruiwen heard that he was going to write, he hurriedly pulled out his hand: "No, you can write it yourself!" I'm watching you write from the side. ”
Yanda was a little puzzled by Ruiwen's reluctance, but he could only nod and continue to return to his position to practice calligraphy, but there were too many homework assigned by his father today, and his brother and sister were not willing to help him do it anymore.
Li Mingli couldn't help but smile when he saw Ruiwen's careful thoughts, and took out a book from the table and handed it to Ruiwen.
"Third uncle, what is this for?" Raven blinked.
Li Mingli smiled: "Your mother said, you have to recite the first article today, and I will memorize you when I get home." ”
Ruiwen drooped his head for a moment, and took the book weakly, "Hey~"
Li Mingli couldn't help but play Ruiwen's little brain: "At a young age, don't sigh like this!" ”
Ruiwen ignored Li Mingli, walked over to Yanda and sat down: "I'm here to accompany you." With that, he opened the book and read the article silently.
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In the classroom, Zhao Yunlan and Chen Chongmin took the children back to the teaching house and started the first class.
Chen Chongmin's first class is to teach everyone to recognize words, starting with everyone's name, one by one children say their names next to each other, Chen Chongmin wrote it on paper to show the children, because everyone has no foundation, it is indeed more difficult to recognize words at the beginning, Chen Chongmin is not only to teach everyone to recognize, but also to teach everyone to write one stroke at a time, and the students are using the clay drawing board prepared by Zhao Yunlan to learn to write. After just one lesson, I only learned half of the people's names.
Zhao Yunlan's first lesson began with a mythological story.
"In ancient times, there was chaos everywhere, and there was no heaven and earth. After 18,000 years in this darkness, a powerful god was born, and his name was Pangu. Pangu woke up and opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, so he picked up a divine axe and roared and slashed around......"
In the slow and gentle voice, the students couldn't help but immerse themselves in the story, and even the youngest children listened to it with relish. Zhao Yunlan did not sit straight at the lectern, but interspersed with the children's side, walking slowly and speaking slowly. The children followed Zhao Yunlan's movements, their eyes following closely.
At the end of the story, Zhao Yunlan walked back to her lectern, and she was not in a hurry to speak, just quietly waiting for the children to come back to their senses from the story.
Before this, Zhao Yunlan thought a lot about the arrangement of the first class, and she planned to teach some practical daily knowledge, but after all, this was the first class, and the children didn't understand it at all.
It happened that one night when I went to stare at Ruiwen to review his homework, I found a calendar, and I flipped through it, and it was all mythological stories, and I had an idea. Zhao Yunlan looked at Ruiwen with a smile and said, "Wen'er, the mother of this book borrowed it first!" ”
Raven was so frightened at the time that he thought his mother was blaming him. Because Li Mingren strictly ordered Ruiwen not to read too many miscellaneous books.
"Okay, mother, you take it, I won't look at it again!"
Zhao Yunlan: "Huh? Have you finished reading it? ”
"No, I haven't. This book was given to me by Yanda. ”
"Then I'll borrow it for one night and return it to you tomorrow." Zhao Yunlan said with a smile.
Raven opened his mouth: "Huh? ”
"Well, go to bed early, and my mother will go back to the room!"
Ruiwen watched the gentle and kind mother go out with a puzzled face.
Neither mother nor son understood what the other meant, but neither of them said, and Raven didn't ask because he didn't dare to speak, for fear that he wouldn't be able to send the book back tomorrow as soon as he opened his mouth. However, Zhao Yunlan does not restrict children from reading miscellaneous books, as long as they are not the kind of books that are too excessive, and without delaying their homework, they can read any book they want. So Zhao Yunlan didn't ask Ruiwen about his doubts, because she didn't think it was a big deal, and Ruiwen agreed to borrow his book after all.
I pulled back my thoughts and listened to the bell ringing after class, which was a small bell in the shape of a wind chime that Zhao Yunlan asked the blacksmith to play.
"Alright, that's all for this lesson! If you want to go conveniently, you can go, we will rest for a quarter of an hour, and Mr. Chen will give the next class. ”
Zhao Yunlan put away her manuscript and walked out of the classroom first, only to hear that the bell was still ringing. When he walked to the door of the rest house, he watched Rui Wen lying on Mingli's back and tinkling and knocking.
"Ruiwen, get off your third uncle!" Zhao Yunlan raised her voice.
As soon as Ruiwen heard that it was his mother's voice, he hurriedly wanted to slide down, but his center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell, but fortunately, Mingli grabbed the monkey quickly.
Seeing this, Zhao Yunlan hurriedly stepped forward to help Ruiwen, and muttered in her mouth: "Look at you tossing your third uncle, don't mess around anymore." If your third uncle hadn't caught you just now, your little ass would have bloomed. ”
The mother and son held hands and went to the house, Li Mingli was finally liberated, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the latrine.
"I've seen Madame!" Chen Yanxi and Chen Yanxiang took their little brother Yanda and got up and saluted.
Zhao Yunlan looked at Chen Chongmin's three children with a burst of joy on her face, but waved her hand: "Don't call Mrs. in the school, call me sir!" ”
"Yes!" The three of them saluted in unison again.
Looking at the three children in their places, there were still freshly practiced words on the table, and then look at the only eye-catching table in the room, which was in a mess, with some dried fruit residues and pastry crumbs on it. You don't have to ask to know that it's your naughty son.
Recently, Ruiwen has indeed been lax, Zhao Yunlan thought that because she had been separated from Ruiwen for too long, Ruiwen finally came to Shiyang County with the Wang family to accompany her, plus she had two treasures, Zhao Yunlan was always afraid that she would ignore Ruiwen, so she deliberately relaxed her discipline of Ruiwen.
Zhao Yunlan shook her head, already imagining hitting Ruiwen's palm in her heart, but she still had a kind smile on her face.
"If you can't complete the homework assigned to you today, you can only go back after you have left the school to complete it." Zhao Yunlan looked at Ruiwen, obviously smiling, but the voice in her ears felt so terrifying.
"Mother~" Ruiwen wants to be coquettish, this is a common trick recently.
Zhao Yunlan shook her head: "It's useless to call Dad, my mother does what she says." Of course, your mother will also be here to accompany you to complete your homework, so when we can go home depends on when you finish your homework. ”
Raven realized that this was true, and lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
"Go ahead, and clean up your own table."
"Yes~"
As soon as Chen Chongmin came in, he looked at Rui Wen drooping his little head, and just wanted to say a few words, he received Zhao Yunlan's eyes.
Several children also stood up when they saw Chen Chongmin, but Ruiwen was also sensible, and did not forget to salute: "Mr. Chen is well!" ”
Chen Chongmin smiled: "Okay, hahaha!" ”
Zhao Yunlan and Chen Chongmin smiled at each other, and then stepped aside: "Mr. Chen, how did you feel about the first class?" ”
"It's a bit hard to talk about, but there's a sense of heartiness at the end."
Zhao Yunlan also nodded in agreement.
A quarter of an hour was fast, and the two went to the classroom in different directions, but Zhao Yunlan still told the story to the children in the Taoshe as in the previous class.