Man Bao and Bai Shanbao lowered their heads and listened to the teacher's reprimand. By the way, they stuffed a lot of things into their minds, and then they started to give them a formal lesson.
Mr. Zhuang led them into the study.
The study room is divided into inner and outer rooms. The outer room has two rows of bookshelves, a large desk and a chair.
The inner room is a tea room, because Mr. Zhuang is afraid of the cold, and his old wife is also afraid of the cold. When they lived here, they asked to make a kang bed in the bedroom and study.
The kang bed was very low, with mats on it, and a tea set in the middle. Mr. Zhuang knew that tea was not suitable for children, but he didn't let them drink it, so he sat on the first seat and let the two children sit opposite.
Bai Shanbao climbed up after taking off his shoes, and sat cross-legged, very skilled.
Man Bao had never sat like this before, and crawled to his side curiously, but when his legs were crossed up, his body tilted, and he fell directly to the side.
Bai Shanbao is just a showman. After all, he is young. Although his grandmother taught him to sit like this, he seldom sits like this at home. When Man Bao bumps into him, he doesn't shake him. He just falls to the side. The child rolled into a ball.
A smile flashed in Mr. Zhuang's eyes, and he almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but thinking of Mr. Zhuang's majesty, he didn't laugh.
Stretching out his big hand, he straightened the two children with a suppressed smile, and said: "People have long been used to sitting on the bearded stool and sleeping on the bearded bed, but in the scholastic community, there are still many people who are either used to it or arty, anyway, they still insist on it." Sir, if you want to be scholars in the future, you have to learn this aspect of etiquette."
Mr. Zhuang said: "But you are still young, so you don't need to sit upright."
Just as Mr. Zhuang was about to continue, Man Bao asked curiously, "What is Shilin? Is Huseng a stool? Why is it called Huseng?"
What Mr. Zhuang wanted to say choked in his throat. After thinking about it, he told them from the beginning.
What is Shilin? The simple meaning of the word is many, many scholars, and the circle of scholars is called Shilin.
When talking about scholars, it is necessary to say that agriculture, industry and commerce are inferior to these levels. After Mr. Zhuang finished all these, the two children extended many questions during the period, and then found that time had passed.
He didn't have a chance to talk about the topic he planned to talk about, but he didn't regret it. Seeing the two children listening with gusto, he smiled with satisfaction.
He glanced outside and said, "There is still more than a quarter of an hour before class, you all lie down and close your eyes to rest."
The two children feel very energetic and not tired at all.
Mr. Zhuang said: "Although I don't feel tired, but using the brain will damage the blood. If you don't feel it now, you will not grow taller in the future, and you will become stupid again. It will be too late to change."
When the two children heard that not only would they not grow taller, but they would also become stupid, they immediately didn't dare to refute, and fell down on the mat with a snap and closed their eyes.
But at this time, their cerebral cortex is still very active, and they have been recalling the knowledge that the husband just said, and they can't sleep at all.
They feel that it is useless to close their eyes.
But after a while, their breathing gradually stabilized, their brains were not active so fast, their breathing became longer and longer, and they fell asleep in a daze.
Mr. Zhuang was sitting opposite, picked up the teapot from the stove and poured himself a cup of tea, drank a cup slowly, looked at the child opposite who was gradually spreading his hands and feet, and showed a faint smile.
Mr. Zhuang has been in a good mood these two days. Although some bad things happened to his disciples after he entered the school, the atmosphere in the school has become active, and he has also found two good seedlings.
Reading a piece of "The Analects of Confucius" will never be boring for a lifetime, and every time you read it, you can have different insights. There are many other books of sages besides "The Analects of Confucius".
Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism, and military strategists can read so many books, so he can teach children a lot.
Mr. Zhuang has a lot of knowledge to teach students, but not every student is suitable for learning these things.
Mr. Zhuang has been a student for 30 years and a teacher for 15 years. He has also been a counselor and a doorman. He knows how difficult it is to find a suitable path for a person. Students must learn their own knowledge How difficult it is, how hard it is for Mr. to pass on the knowledge in his belly.
When he decided to come to Qili Village, he had already given up his last ideal, because it was too difficult, too difficult to find a suitable child.
He couldn't find a suitable child in the county, and he didn't think there could be a child who was smart and met his expectations in these valleys.
But he just found it.
First there is Man Bao, a smart, filial and respectful child, the only shortcoming is that she is a girl.
Now here comes another one.
There are twenty-eight students in the whole school, some are stupid, and some are clever, but Mr. Zhuang knows that they are not so smart. He has explained the superficial knowledge, some understand it, and some need to explain it. It takes many, many times to remember.
Those who understand will forget when they turn around.
So he can't teach deeper things.
Why is he willing to take the two children Man Bao and Shan Bao to the side to start a small stove
Because they not only understand what he said, but they can draw inferences from one instance and ask more questions.
Those questions are both superficial and subtle. When talking to them, he is not only imparting knowledge, but thinking in the process of speaking, he will also gain something.
Mr. Zhuang leaned back against the wall, closed his eyes and meditated.
For the current situation, he is very satisfied, very satisfied.
One proud disciple is enough, if you have two, you will have no regrets in your life.
Mr. Zhuang decided that next time Xiu Mu had to go back to the state capital, he had to go home and bring some things, both Man Bao and Shan Bao needed.
Mr. Zhuang closed his eyes and thought wildly. When he realized that the time was almost up, he opened his eyes and looked at the sundial. Then he woke up the two children and went to class together.
Afternoon classes are mostly arithmetic and poetry. The two children like these two subjects very much, especially arithmetic. Man Bao found that she was very fast in calculation, and was praised by her husband in almost every class, so she studied harder.
After school in the afternoon, Mr. Zhuang originally wanted to take the two children over and start a small stove again. Who knew that before he had time to speak, the two little guys stood up excitedly and bowed down with their classmates to send him off, waiting for him to wave In order to wave for everyone to excuse me, when they wanted to speak again, the two children ran away with their books in their arms.
Mr. Zhuang who hadn't had time to speak: ...
After a while, he shook his head and laughed, forget it, the two children are still young, why rush it for a while
Man Bao and the others ran out, and the big head was already waiting outside.
Seeing the little boy next to my sister-in-law, he was no longer surprised, so he took both of them home, put away their things and ran out the door.