Chapter 312: I Think, So I Am
The children who go out are like birds out of the cage, and they exude happiness all over their bodies.
Jian Yuelan laughed, "I don't go out every day, why are I so happy." ”
"That's different."
The child's chubby face smiled brightly, "There were many people before, but today I am with my mother, I am happy." ”
It was a pleasure to be alone with her.
"You slept with your mother at night, too."
"Occasionally."
It's not every day.
I don't know what to think, the child sighed, why is it still sighing.
"What comes to mind?"
"Mom, I have a big, big question."
"Well, you say."
"Yesterday I went out with my grandparents, and on the way I met an uncle with a black cloth strip on his arm."
This is a filial piety cloth worn by someone in the family who died.
"The uncle's eyes were red when he cried, and he said that he had no father, and I asked the grandfather why this uncle had no father, and the grandfather said that the uncle's father had died."
Speaking of this, the child wrinkled his brows and said, "Mom, is death just death?"
"Yes."
The child sighed, "Why did that man die?" ”
"Because birth, old age, sickness and death are eternal natural laws."
"What is the law of nature?"
Then, Jian Yuelan told the children what the laws of nature are.
After she finished speaking, the child didn't say anything, but frowned and absorbed and digested the content, and then said slowly, "I understand, Mom, the natural law you said is the same as the bucket that the master used to pack, at the beginning the length of the wooden board is uneven, and the water of the bucket will flow out of the shortest board, not according to the longest plank." ”
Isn't this the barrel theory of the Ten Laws of Nature?
Jian Yuelan was about to speak, when the child said again, "Mom, do you say that there is a memory that we may be dead, and when the memory is over, we will die." ”
Jian Yuelan's eyes widened suddenly, and she was so frightened that she was full of excitement, this is a question that children will think about?
"Son, why do you have this thought?"
Don't let her son see something he shouldn't see.
This kind of question, akin to "I think, therefore I am" to question the reality of the world, has already involved philosophy.
"It occurred to me."
This answer was simply beyond Jian Yuelan's expectations, she looked up at the sky, it was very good, the sun was shining, and the sun did not come out of the west.
"Mom, do you think this is possible?"
This question is really difficult to answer, Jian Yuelan thought for a while, but still didn't know how to answer so as not to bring the child's thinking to the ditch, so she said, "In this way, Mom will tell you two stories." ”
"Okay, okay."
Then, Jian Yuelan told him about Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, and that the world in Ah San's mythology is the dream of Brahma.
The child listened very carefully, and when he was done, he said, "Mom, I need to think about it." ”
"Okay, you want to."
The shop was almost decorated, and when the mother and son arrived, the carpenter was busy installing the wooden shelves.
She touched the plank, and it was all polished and smooth, with no or thorns.
There is varnish next to it.
Jian Yuelan leaned over and looked at it, "Master, can you paint today?" ”
"Install it and you're ready to go."
At this moment, the grizzled Wang Xinsheng came in from the back door, and when he saw Jian Yuelan, he immediately joked, "Boss Jian, I thought you forgot about your shop." ”
Since he came out of the village with the team to pick up the work, he has never met a master like Jian Yuelan.
I really don't care about anything, and I don't come to the store to take a look.
On the contrary, the old man and the old lady came a few times.
"It's too busy."
"Yes uncle, my mom is busy."
Listening to the child's milky voice, Zhang Xinsheng was happy, "I remember that you are also busy." ”
"I'm fine these days."
The child is a social cow, and he can talk to anyone, and the feeling of shyness does not exist in him.
"It's only two or three hours a day, not as busy as your uncle."
Zhang Xinsheng raised his eyes and looked at Jian Yuelan, "Boss Jane, how old is this doll of yours this year?" ”
"Four years old."
"How was it taught?"
Zhang Xinsheng looked humbly asking for advice, "Boss Jian will teach you your experience, and I will learn to go home and teach my children." ”
is also a three-year-old child, Boss Jane's family is articulate, and his mouth is neat and small.
His family's current words are smooth except for short sentences, and long sentences are difficult to describe.
I won't say anything when I'm in a hurry, I can only scream.
"I didn't teach, the children are all brought by the elders."
Where will she teach children, she will only teach children boxing.
In the original world, she was in a free-range state, and her parents never chickened her, it was all up to her to do so.
After coming into this world, she is a young child and an adult, and she also does not need to be supervised by her parents.
There are many children in the family, but education is not in her charge, and there are three uncles.
"If you want to ask me, I can only say that it is all up to the child's consciousness, and my only role is probably to take a small leather whip to educate the child to be motivated."
The people who listened to the room and wanted to learn from the experience were speechless when they heard her words.
Zhang Xinsheng couldn't breathe, and asked in disbelief, "Are you serious?" ”
"Seriously."
Jian Yuelan couldn't cry or laugh, "I really can't lie in this matter." ”
Zhang Xinsheng, "......"
It's good, his idea of learning the experience of raising a baby has completely failed.
Glancing at the pocket with a small tooth grin, he sighed, "Boss Jane, let me show you around." ”
"If you are not satisfied, say in advance, we have to change the work, otherwise it will be troublesome to change."
"Okay."
Then, Zhang Xinsheng led the mother and son around inside and out, and here I have to praise Zhang Xinsheng's work attitude, which is really serious.
It's really attentive too.
Strictly followed her drawings, with all the corners and some small details that were not noticeable, they did a great job.
Even if there is a problem, as long as Jian Yuelan brings it up, she will change the job immediately.
More than two hours later, Jian Yuelan said goodbye to Zhang Xinsheng with a satisfied face, "Zhang Gong, then I'll go back first." ”
"Boss Jane walks slowly, remember to come to the acceptance in three days."
"Okay."
On the way back, Jian Yuelan took her children to the free market to buy vegetables.
When the child saw the shrimp, he couldn't walk, and pointed to the live shrimp to eat.
Jian Yuelan fished a few out to take a look, and when she saw that the top one was big, she bought six catties.
Because she bought a lot, the boss generously gave her a basket to load things, so that she could send them tomorrow.
When the child heard this, he said, "Uncle, why didn't you give it to us?" ”
The boss, who was busy killing fish, couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, "Child, I also bought the basket." ”
"If I made it up myself, I'd send it."
I can't really give it away, otherwise this one will buy fish and shrimp, send a basket out, and that one will buy and send another basket out, and he will spend a lot of money on buying baskets every month.
The child suddenly realized and gave the boss an idea, "Uncle, I think you can learn to weave baskets by yourself and save money." ”
"It's to save money, but my uncle is too busy to learn how to make baskets."
Put the killed fish into the basket, the boss carried the basket and handed it to Jian Yuelan, smiled and said to the child, "Remember to return the basket with your mother tomorrow." ”
"Okay, goodbye, uncle."
"Goodbye!"