After teaching Han Chunlin, the family of four also returned to the house. Yu Silian went to the stove room, Han Shuxian hugged Han Qiulu, followed by Han Chunlin, and the three of them went to Wang Shu.

After coming to the study, it was naturally indispensable to compare Han Chunlin. In this school examination, Han Shuxian first asked four questions, and after four questions, Han Chunlin not only answered fluently, but also answered with some of his own opinions, which made Han Shuxian a little surprised.

So, after the accident, there was a fifth question, and this time Han Shuxian thought about it for a while before he asked the last question, "If you don't suffer from others, you don't know yourself, and you don't know people if you don't suffer from them." What do you mean?"

Although he talked about part of the Analects, he taught more reading than handouts, and he mentioned the last article of the "Chapters of Learning", and he proposed this only to test whether he still remembered it, and as for the meaning of the question, although he asked, he did not think that he could answer it.

But this time he was surprised again, and Han Chunlin immediately replied: "This is the last article of "Learning and Writing", which means "Don't worry that others don't understand you, just worry that you don't understand others." 」

Han Shuxian nodded with satisfaction after Han Chunlin finished speaking, and just as he wanted to praise him, Han Chunlin said: "When others don't understand and misunderstand themselves, don't complain and be dissatisfied, but relax your mind and take the initiative to understand others."

Han Shuxian was not only satisfied now, but also very surprised, surprised that he was able to say such a profound explanation, and asked, "What did your big brother Qingyuan teach you?"

Han Chunlin nodded and then shook his head again, and said, "The front was taught to me by Brother Qingyuan, and the back was taught by Sister Wanyuan, she said that it was easier to understand and remember."

Han Shuxian asked again, "Then think about what the two of them said, but what's the difference?"

Han Chunlin thought for a while and replied, "It's all the same, it's just that Sister Wanyun said the meaning more thoroughly and made it easier to understand."

Han Shuxian said: "Yes, the meaning of what your sister said is better understood, and you can also explain the articles you have learned in your own words in the future, so you don't have to copy all the books."

Han Chunlin hurriedly replied: "I know, it is better to believe in books than to have no books."

Han Chunlin's rush to answer, Han Shuxian was even more surprised, "This is also what your sister Wanyun taught?"

Han Chunlin nodded, "Sister Wanyun also said not to copy all the books, to apply what you have learned, and to have your own understanding."

Han Shuxian was speechless, he obviously taught it, why is it all "Sister Wanyun teaches" and "Sister Wanyun says", and what he said is all right. Sister Wan Wan said that not only is it right, but it is simply too right!

After listening to Han Chunlin's words before and after Sister Yunyun, Han Shuxian decided to speed up the pace of the class and make the class more serious, otherwise his sense of existence as a teacher would be almost lost by Yunyun.

After the meal, Han Shuxian suppressed the idea of studying wax paper printing, and took the two of them to the study, and when he came to calligraphy, he didn't start the class immediately, and said to Mo Ziyun, "Yunyun, tell me why you want to teach the children in the village to read?"

Mo Ziyun replied without hesitation: "Grandpa said that he worked hard for two months, and he may not be as much as the money I copied a book! Reading is fun and easy to earn, so I thought that if they could also study, the uncles and aunts in the village, as well as the grandparents, would be better off and not have to work so hard."

But the benefits of reading are more than this, reading enlightens wisdom, with wisdom, there will be progress, otherwise generation after generation only knows how to follow the footprints left by their predecessors, and does not know how to think, let alone be flexible. tired all his life, but still living a life without food and clothing.

There is an ancient poem: plant a grain of millet in spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. Although this poem reflects the oppression of the imperial court and the lack of food for the people, there are also people who do not know how to be flexible, and no longer think of other ways to support themselves in addition to farming to survive or improve their lives.

She can't say this, and she doesn't dare to say it, otherwise she will really become a demon. Mo Ziyun thought about this idea that did not conform to his four-year-old baby, although he had done a lot of things that did not fit his age, but a child is always a child, no matter how smart the baby is, it is also a child, and it is also ignorant of the world and simple-minded.

Mo Ziyun simply thinks that she is studying now to make money, but she is simple-minded, which is in line with Xiaowa's ideas. It's just that she doesn't want to think about it, a four-year-old baby has not only earned money to support her family, but now she is also starting to think about other people in the village, even if she thinks that studying is to earn money, this is also a family that has already exceeded the four-year-old cognition!

What does Mo Ziyun think about herself, even if Han Shuxian doesn't know everything, she also knows probably, even if she doesn't know, Han Shuxian doesn't think that she studied for money, she said that reading is very interesting, so of course Mo Ziyun's words are understood as making money in addition to being interesting, just like he is now a teacher in the school, and he is also brought by reading shun.

"What else?" Han Shuxian really didn't think about it according to Mo Ziyun's thoughts, and continued to ask.

Mo Ziyun turned her head to look at Han Shuxian, and after thinking about it, she smiled, "Mr. Dang is very powerful, they all have to listen to me." After speaking, Mo Ziyun laughed.

This made Han Shuxian laugh too, "Aren't you afraid that they will say something bad again?"

Mo Ziyun replied, "Don't be afraid." "Besides, it's still fighting! The godmother is amazing, let the godmother beat them up."

Han Shuxian stretched out his hand and stroked Mo Ziyun's head before he said, "If you want to teach them well, you have to learn more things, and from today onwards, we must learn more and faster than them!"

Mo Ziyun had long wanted to speed up the progress, and immediately became excited after hearing Han Shuxian's words, "Okay, I must study hard, learn a lot, so that they can't compare to me."

Han Shuxian sped up the pace and deepened the handouts, and found that Wan Yun, as before, continued to listen with interest in his eyes, and when he looked at his stupid son, he looked ignorant.

Forget it, in the future, I will only be responsible for telling Wan Yun, and the stupid son will tell him slowly on the second day!

After Han Shuxian only cared about Mo Ziyun, the pace of the lecture was sped up a little, and after the lecture, he only assigned homework to Han Chunlin, and the homework was also simple, and he copied it after reading the article.

After arranging Han Chunlin's homework, Han Shuxian took Mo Ziyun to the hall, and after coming to the hall, Han Shuxian took out the wax paper again and continued the experiment of wax paper printing tonight.

Han Shuxian took out a new engraving pen that he had gone to the blacksmith to polish, "Try this pen today."

Mo Ziyun looked at the iron pen that Han Shuxian took out, mainly at the tip of the pen, compared to the tip of the needle, the position of the tip of the iron pen is much more rounded, so that when writing on the paper, it will not cut the paper as easily as the tip of the needle, and the writing can be faster.

Han Shuxian took out the remaining half of the paper yesterday and continued to write, with the experience of writing twice with a needle, and writing again today, Han Shuxian is a lot more proficient, but he is still cautious when writing, and says while writing: "This is much easier to write than a needle."

Yu Silian hugged Han Qiulu and replied, "I see you wrote faster."

Han Shuxian said, "It's a lot faster, but the paper hasn't been scratched at all."

Although Mo Ziyun also wanted to achieve it overnight, she always felt that it would not be so smooth and successful, so she asked, "Godfather, can you carve the wax thoroughly?"

Yesterday's lesson is in front of him, Han Shuxian remembers it clearly, when he writes today, he has been paying attention not to scratch the paper, but also to carve the wax thoroughly, otherwise it will not be printed, so he replied: "Don't worry, this time I paid a lot of attention, neither carved the wax paper, but also carved through the wax, and the printed paper will definitely be better than yesterday."

After Mo Ziyun heard this, she was naturally very happy, things were solved one by one, and now the engraving step is completed, and the next thing is mainly to print oil, thinking about this, Mo Ziyun is still a little worried that the problem of printing oil is not easy to solve.

Just to see the printing effect, so Han Shuxian didn't write too much, after a hundred-word article was written, Han Shuxian put down the iron pen in his hand and began to prepare for printing.

Everything was ready, and Han Shuxian began to squeeze the ink dyed too much on the brush, so as not to cause the printed words to become pitch black due to too much ink, or light and light, and thick and thick.

After dyeing the ink of the brush, Han Shuxian began to smear the wax paper, and he paid attention to the smearing this time

After smearing, I waited a little before I took out the good paper printed underneath.

Looking at the much clearer printing sample, Han Shuxian said that it was acceptable. The clarity of the printed sample is better, but the printed words are not soaked in one of the dots of ink, or the whole word seems to be a lot bigger, and there are some words because the ink is too soft, and the ink soaked down is too little, resulting in the words are too light, and even can't see clearly. Z.br>

Mo Ziyun looked at the thick and light words printed out, and like Han Shuxian, he also said that he could accept it. It may be one thing to accept, and another thing to need to improve, the ink of the mimeograph must be improved, otherwise the effect of wax paper printing will not be too good, and he first frowned and said: "Godfather, you obviously brush the ink very lightly, but there are still a lot of words dyed with too much ink."

Although Han Shuxian also felt that he had been very cautious just now, he thought that this was already the case, and it was already very good, so he said, "I'll try again."

No need to write anymore, it's a lot faster, directly under the wax paper to return a piece of paper and then re-ink and print, and after printing, I found that the effect is not very different from the first time.

Seeing this, Mo Ziyun looked innocent and asked, "Godfather, is there an ink that doesn't soak everywhere?"