"You've seen the books in the bookstore, but Manbao is really good. You haven't seen them at their farm. I went back to my mother's house and took a short cut. Guess what?"
"What's the matter?"
"Hey, the field is full of chickens, and there are geese in the big canal. There are so many chickens, there must be a hundred or so. If they all lay eggs, what are they not golden bumps?"
"It's not just chickens. Think about it, the food harvested in summer and autumn this year is full of treasures. Obviously, the small village's land is not very fertile, so how come the food it grows is better than ours?"
Everyone talked more and more envious, and they didn't worry about how the old Zhou family had the money to send their children to school. Compared with studying, they felt that the harvest in the field was more attractive.
So everyone discussed about the little Zhuangzi, "I saw that the winter wheat they planted is also good, and they can harvest a bunch after spring, and the chickens are about to lay eggs. If a chicken lays an egg, there must be a hundred of them that day." Egg, whoops, how much money do you have to make?"
They can't figure it out anyway.
Mr. Zhuang put the children of the old Zhou's family on one side of the classroom alone, and said: "Your progress is different from other children. I will test you first, and then decide how to teach you."
He knew that Man Bao had been teaching his family to read, and sometimes she would ask him questions that she couldn't answer, but he didn't know their specific progress.
When it was time for the school examination, Mr. Zhuang was surprised to find that they had basically mastered the "Thousand Characters" and "The Analects of Confucius". It's just that Manbao's knowledge is limited, and they have mastered the most basic ones.
But with the foundation, it will be much easier to learn.
But the handwriting written by the children of the old Zhou family is really ugly.
Knowing that they bought a lot of paper, Mr. Zhuang was not polite, and assigned a lot of calligraphy homework every day.
And Santou Sanya and Sitou were mentioned by him to the other side, studying with the group of newly enrolled children.
Although they can read "Thousand-Character Essays", they can only recognize them when they can read and compare the textbooks. Once the textbooks are opened, or a single word is pointed out to them, they can't recognize them.
So, let them start from scratch.
Mr. Zhuang thought about it for a long time, and finally let Bai Erlang return to the classroom, let him study with the previous senior students.
Man Bao and Bai Shanbao were placed at the end of the class by him, and he said: "The progress of the two of you is different from all of them. The teacher will teach you individually."
The classmates looked at the two with envy and sympathy, but when the old Zhou's child looked behind, he only had pride, puffing out his chest and looking at the people around him.
Mr. Zhuang looked at the classroom filled with students and nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "Come on, any children who don't have a name come to me, and I will give you a name."
The child of the old Zhou's family stood up after swiping. After looking around, he decided to give it to others first.
They decided to see if the name given by the husband sounds good. If it doesn’t sound good, we plan to let my sister-in-law choose it.
Anyway, they also know how to read, so they flip through the books by themselves, and when they see good-looking characters, they use them as names.
It is not difficult to name other people, but when the seven children of the old Zhou family got together, Mr. Zhuang hesitated and asked: "You are all brothers and sisters, do you have to have the same name?"
The children's eyes lit up, and they immediately nodded, "Yes, yes, sir, we have the same name now, my name is Datou, and his name is Ertou..."
Mr. Zhuang laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said: "Then I will give you two names, how about the same in the middle?"
Mr. Zhuang routinely asked them, "What kind of character do you want?"
Everyone thought about it carefully, and then looked at Datou. He was the oldest, and according to the tradition of the old Zhou family, he could make up his mind.
The big head thought about it seriously, and then said: "Sir, we like money, can we use money as the second word?"
Mr. Zhuang: ...
He coughed lightly and said, "Use Li characters."
He looked at the seven children with a smile and said: "Although your family used to be poor, your grandparents and parents have laid the foundation for you. In your generation, you should be able to lead the family to a foothold, so the word 'Li' is used." Bar."
After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he settled down, looked at Man Bao behind him, and waved: "Man Bao, just memorize a piece of "The Analects of Confucius" casually."
Man Bao got up, thought for a while, and said back: "The master said: 'If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful. If he learns, he will not be firm. The Lord is loyal and trustworthy. Those who have no friends are not as good as themselves. If you make mistakes, don't be afraid to change them.'"
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, wrote this article on the paper, and said to the seven children, "Choose one of the characters and use it as your own name."
He smiled and said, "The article your sister-in-law chose for you is very good."
The seven children immediately went to read it. The big-headed big girl and the second-headed big girl had both studied this article and knew the meaning of the article, so the four of them discussed it and decided to let the three ignorant younger brothers and sisters choose first. .
Santou Sanya and Sitou were pushed forward, and the three of them asked their brothers and sisters in a low voice, "Which word should we choose?"
Erya said to her younger sister: "If you want to pronounce it nicely, then use the word 'ru'. Liru sounds nice too."
Sanya immediately said: "Sir, my name is Liru!"
Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly and responded with a smile.
Then look at the other kids.
Santou and Sitou couldn't make up their minds, so Manbao slipped up at some point and chose words for the two nephews, "Thirdhead, you don't always like to study, so you can use the word 'learn'. The first time your name is called, you have to remember to read."
Santou: "...I don't want to, is there a word 'play'?"
Man Bao: "If you are naughty again, you need to change the wording, change it immediately, hahahahaha..."
Mr. Zhuang looked at her helplessly.
Bai Erlang played well with him, and encouraged him, "Learning characters is better, but other characters are even worse. If your name is Lizhong, you must be loyal. Hey, Lizhong is also good, just like me. I It's called Cheng."
The three heads immediately said: "Okay, I will call 'Xue'"
Hearing this, Bai Erlang was unhappy and snorted.
Man Bao chooses for the four heads, "You just use the word 'solid', because you have no idea of your own, every time the second head asks you to do what you do, and the third head tells you to do what you do, obviously In the end, you insist on doing both of the opposite two things, and in the future you have to learn to make up your own mind and stick to your own opinion.”
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said nothing. Although one is solid but not the other, she is right to explain it this way. Children, ideas are always weird, as long as she doesn't explain it in terms of stubbornness.
After the three children who couldn't choose their own preferences passively selected the characters, the remaining four characters were much easier to choose.