Lu Cheng entered the first grade. As a transfer student, he adapted well and volunteered to be the labor committee member. He applied what he learned immediately, using the method of sweet and sour pork to actively manage the class vegetable garden.
As soon as Commissioner Lu took office, he did his best to get the squad leaders to do more work.
Lu Cheng: "The more capable, the more work. The squad leader should take the lead and do more."
"I told the teacher to reclaim the land next to it."
Lu Cheng and Xiao Tangyuan wore straw hats and waved engineering shovels together in the vegetable garden.
After finishing the work, Xiao Tangyuan put his straw hat on his back and said loudly: "I hate the labor committee member at home!"
There are two labor committee members in the family, each one is more annoying than the other.
Lu Cheng stood in front of her, opened his clenched fist, revealing the White Rabbit candy and chocolate inside, "Here you go."
Little Tangyuan shook his head and said, "I won't take the enemy's sugar-coated bullets."
"No need to hit you with shells, just eat them." Lu Cheng felt pain in his cheeks just looking at the candies. He didn't want to eat them anymore because they were too tiring for his teeth.
"Are you really giving it to me?" Little Tangyuan blinked.
Lu Cheng gave her the candy: "Eat it, eat more."
Eating too much will cause tooth decay and toothache.
Lu Cheng thought with glee that this little girl ate too much candy and didn't brush her teeth seriously, so she shouldn't blame him if she has toothache in the future.
Xiao Tangyuan put the candy into his pocket. Lu Cheng was anxious: "Why don't you eat it?"
Little Tangyuan said: "I wash my hands before eating candy. I am not as unhygienic as you."
There was a lot of black mud on Lu Cheng's hands. He just patted his hands clean but didn't wash them.
Luckily, the candies all came in wrappers.
Lu Cheng: “…”
Little Tangyuan said: "Mom said we must wash our hands before eating."
The two of them carried buckets and small shovels to wash their hands. Lu Cheng watched Xiao Tangyuan wash her hands with twitching eyes, and wiped them on the back of her clothes. He felt that her hand-washing and hygiene procedures were particularly formal.
He couldn't bear to watch it anymore, "Wash it again."
After the glutinous rice balls were washed, Lu Cheng took out a clean towel and wiped her hands.
Lu Cheng asked, "Didn't Aunt Zhan prepare five small handkerchiefs for you? Why didn't you bring them?"
According to the family's hygiene regulations, they need to wash these five handkerchiefs themselves. The five handkerchiefs that Xiao Tangyuan has should be clean.
Little Tangyuan tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Is there?"
"I guess I forgot to bring it." Little Tangyuan's goldfish suddenly remembered that in order to avoid washing the handkerchief, she did not bring a handkerchief every day, and all her handkerchiefs were clean.
As long as they are not used, they are clean and do not need to be washed.
Her mother stuffed her handkerchief into her schoolbag, and she took it out herself. The clever little Tangyuan would ask her brother for free handkerchief from time to time. As long as it was her brother's handkerchief that was dirty, she didn't have to wash it.
Lu Cheng said: "Remember to bring it next time."
Aunt Zhan said that hygiene should be maintained, so he also had to maintain hygiene. Lu Cheng wiped the surface of a few candies with a small towel and handed them to Xiao Tangyuan.
Little Tangyuan stared at the handkerchief in Lu Cheng's hand, her eyes suddenly lit up, she was embarrassed to ask her brother for free every day, but now there was Lu Cheng, she could go to her brother on the 1st, 3rd and 5th to act coquettishly and ask for her brother's handkerchief for free, and ask Lu Cheng for free on the 2nd, 4th and 6th. This way she wouldn't have to wash the handkerchief, which saved her trouble.
Little Tangyuan not only hates washing her handkerchief, she also hates washing the kettle...
Little Tangyuan peeled off a White Rabbit candy, put it in his mouth, and said in a baby voice, "Thank you, Brother Cheng."
Lu Cheng: “…” After eating his candy, her voice became so sweet.
"Why don't you chew it?"
Little Tangyuan said vaguely: "I just like to eat it with my mouth."
She stuffed the handkerchief into her pocket and said, "Brother Orange, please bring two handkerchiefs tomorrow. I will return this one to you then."
Lu Cheng was puzzled: "Why should I bring two?"
Little Tangyuan said confidently: "I only remember to give you one if you bring two. Otherwise, what will I do if I don't give it back to you?"
Lu Cheng: “…”
Little Lu was so angry at her bandit logic. Why should she use his handkerchief
Little Tangyuan warned him: "If you dare to tell my mother, I will say you are a snitch. Shame on you."
Lu Cheng was furious: "Give my candy back!"
How can you be rude to him after eating his candy
“No.” Little Tangyuan made a face at him: “Lululu.”
Her little Tangyuan also holds a grudge because he deliberately ate candy in front of her and watched her work.
Humph, Comrade Yuanyuan will never be bribed by these candies.
Now that his hands were washed and he had both the handkerchief and the candy in his hands, little Tangyuan ran away.
Lu Cheng chased her from behind. Little Tangyuan ran for a while and said that she had a stomachache and couldn't walk anymore. It was already time to go home from school, and her brother Guobaorou was waiting for them to go home together. Little Tangyuan said that she couldn't walk, so Guobaorou asked her how she was and considerately offered to carry her back.
Little Tangyuan was happily carried on his brother's back.
She was a little worried: "Brother, can you carry me?"
Guo Bao Rou promised: "I will definitely carry you back."
"Brother, you are so nice."
The sweet and sour pork was carrying the small glutinous rice balls on his back, and his body was shaking.
Lu Cheng looked at the little Tangyuan, who was taller than his brother, lying on the sweet and sour pork. He couldn't bear to see it, so he said, "I'll carry her back."
Pot-Boiled Pork was in a dilemma: "This..."
"Okay." Little Tangyuan carried three buckets of work tools and two schoolbags and lay on Lu Cheng's back. Lu Cheng was the tallest among the three of them.
Guo Bao Rou said: "Lu Cheng, my mother said that you are very strong, you can definitely carry my sister back, right?"
Lu Cheng: “…”
Lu Cheng walked forward with his head down and stopped talking.
Little Tangyuan said, "Brother, I have some free hands. Do you want me to help you carry your schoolbag?"
Sweet and sour pork thought: Sister, that’s a bit too much.
"I'll get it myself."
Lu Cheng was already angry at this time. He was annoyed. He felt that he was fooled by this pair of brothers and sisters who were in cahoots with each other. But at this moment, Xiao Tangyuan hugged his neck and said in a very sweet voice:
"Thank you, Brother Orange."
Little Tangyuan thanked him for a long time with sweet words. Lu Cheng wanted to get angry, but it was like punching cotton.
He obediently carried the glutinous rice balls home. The glutinous rice balls were so sticky that they climbed onto his back and he couldn't get rid of them.
Lu Cheng is now filled with psychological trauma towards this cute girl with a sweet voice.
She is also shameless, domineering and thick-skinned, pretending to be pitiful. She is a strong monster!
Zhan Aiping looked at the three of them coming back, and suddenly seemed to understand something. Little Tangyuan jumped towards his mother lively, "Mom, I'll treat you to candy!"
"Where's the sugar?"
"Brother Orange gave it to me."
Gao Jingmei called Zhan Aiping very apologetically and asked, "Did my Xiao Cheng bully your two children?"
Zhan Aiping also felt very sorry: "When will you two come back? I'm afraid my child will bully your child..."
Gao Jingmei wondered how that was possible, "They didn't fight, did they?"
Zhan Aiping said: "No, Lu Cheng is a very sensible child, very responsible, and has a sense of justice. He is also good at sharing and shares the candy with everyone."
Gao Jingmei: “… You medical staff are really good at talking.” He didn’t sound like her child.
*
After Lu Cheng came, the Gu family's small tutoring class was expanded. Xiao Tangyuan and Lu Cheng had one thing in common, that is, they both didn't like to do homework, they loved to do this and that, and they played as soon as they got home.
The previous small table could not seat so many people, so Zhan Aiping put together a long table for the children to do their homework together.
The monitor, Xiao Tangyuan, assigned tasks: "I will answer these three questions, Douzi, you answer these two questions... Brother Chengzi, you answer these five questions."
“After we finished writing, we copied each other.”
Lu Cheng was unhappy: "Why do I have to write five questions?"
Little Tangyuan said, "You are the labor committee member. My brother said that those who are capable should do more work, so you should write more questions than others."
"Then you are still the squad leader..."
In the end, the two of them had a quarrel at home, and Zhan Aiping directly destroyed their first-grade homework copying nest.
Comrade Xiao Zhan said with a dark face: "Listen to me, you all write them yourself."
"Each of you should write your own questions. Don't peek at each other. Yuanyuan, Lu Cheng, see who can get the most questions right."
Zhan Aiping moved a small stool to watch over them while they were doing their homework.
Guo Bao Rou whispered, "Mom, I'll help you go see Little Mian Hua."
Zhan Aiping said, "You go and look after your sister. Mom will come and help them with their homework from now on."
Guo Bao Rou skips work whenever he gets the chance. Although he likes to be a teacher, he would rather teach the lovely little cotton girl than tutor the group of poor students consisting of Xiao Tangyuan and Lu Cheng.
They are both worse than each other and have problems all over them.
Zhan Aiping thought that she was also a top student in her own time, and she didn't believe that she couldn't tutor primary school students. However, the trouble was that Xiao Tangyuan and Lu Cheng, two primary school losers, were always trying to cause trouble. They were smart, but that was not the case.
The beans and pumpkins brought by the little leader Tangyuan, who is a poor student, are also the best among the poor students. They need to be explained the questions very carefully and fed into their mouths spoonful by spoonful.
"Why am I getting it wrong now, even though I got it right just now?"
"Isn't this what we just learned yesterday? How come you forgot it again?"
"What kind of sentence are you making? What kind of sentence is this? You can't use random words..."
Dean Zhan was furious as she was tutoring a group of poor students. What kind of kids were these? Now she finally understood why a parent who graduated from Tsinghua University would be tortured to tears by his own elementary school students.
Being an elementary school teacher is really excruciating!
Zhan Aiping is very disappointed with the children, and they are a huge headache for her.
Douzi's mother advised her: "It's enough for the children to finish their homework. It's easier for them to copy from each other."
Douzi's mother also knew that these children copied each other's homework. In her opinion, it was amazing that these children could do their homework, let alone copying homework.
For example, when the situation was at its worst, the kids in school didn’t learn any knowledge or do any homework.
Mother Pumpkin said, "It's OK as long as he is willing to write. At least he can remember a few words."
Both Douzi's mother and Pumpkin's mother advised Zhan Aiping not to pay too much attention to their child's studies. For parents like them, there is no such thing as pushing their children to study hard. The "theory of the uselessness of studying" has been prevalent in the past decade. In their opinion, it is enough to understand basic common sense and not be illiterate. There is no need to read too many books, otherwise you will become a nerd.
King Kong's mother passed by and joked, "Dean Zhan is just too pretentious. She is a college student, so she wants her child to be a college student as well. She was a teacher for a while before. Teachers are all pretentious. It's none of the teacher's business whether the child studies or not. They are a bunch of pedantic people. No wonder intellectuals are labeled as the stinking ninth category."
"What's the point of studying? Learning a skill and working in a factory is the real solution."
"Our children are all military children. At worst, they can join the army in the future..."
There is no need to read too many books, everyone has a bright future.
The study atmosphere at that time was very bad. Although it was better than in previous years with the expansion of the enrollment of workers, peasants and soldiers as college students, the idea that study was useless was still deeply rooted in people's minds.
"I still hope that my child can study better, or at least be smarter and not be easily deceived." Zhan Aiping looked at King Kong's mother and said, "King Kong's mother, you should pay more attention to your child. It's not glorious to get 10 or 20 points and be at the bottom of the class."
King Kong's mother snorted and laughed: "Getting a zero score is the most glorious. My child even got 10 extra points."
Zhan Aiping: "Let him get zero marks every time in the future, that will be glorious."
Mother King Kong said, "Next time I will let him get a zero."
"Your child will become a zero score king."
Mother King Kong said: "Zero Points King, it's Zero Points King, zero points are reasonable."
King Kong's mother thought that King Kong's score of a dozen points was indeed embarrassing, and it would be better for him to get a zero. Next time, she would let him get a zero and show it to Guo Bao Rou's mother and Douzi's mother.
King Kong's mother felt that Zhan Aiping was relying on her son Sweet and Sour Pork to emphasize studying because he was so smart. But what was the point of studying
Zhang Lirong listened to the mothers' chat and wanted to chime in: "Studying is useless. What's important is to be courageous, to be a class leader, and to have leadership skills."
In those units outside, most of those who have been promoted in the past few years are brave people who dare to make trouble. They seized the opportunity, lived in small Western-style buildings, and lived a good life.
"Our Jin Baoer is going to be the class monitor. He needs to learn from your little Tangyuan."
Speaking of this, Zhang Lirong felt a little teasing. The girl next door became the class monitor, but her son, Sweet and Sour Pork, did not. The probability of a girl becoming a leading cadre in the future is not as high as that of a boy.
When Douzi's mother and Pumpkin's mother heard what Zhang Lirong said, they felt uncomfortable because their children were not qualified to be class leaders.
Pumpkin Mom: "Your Jin Baoer... Can this silly and happy little girl be the class monitor?"
Douzi's mother: "Looks like he's too easy to bully."
Zhang Lirong glared: "My Jin Baoer is still young."
*
Zhan Aiping was tutoring the children with their homework, and she complained a lot. When Gu Sheng came back, she listed them one by one to him: "Look at the sentences my own daughter made up, look at the essay she wrote, look... This was actually written by my daughter?"
"Her mother is a published author."
Gu Sheng couldn't help laughing: "That's your daughter, didn't you forget that you still have her elementary school diary?"
Zhan Aiping blushed: "That doesn't count... I just did it to get the homework done."
"The officials are allowed to set fires but the common people are not allowed to light lamps, and your daughter wants to deal with it too." Gu Sheng couldn't help laughing when he saw the short composition written by his daughter.
Gu Sheng said: "Our daughter's writing is quite good. Look, it's very vivid and colorful."
"It's just full of typos."
Hiding out, turned into shooting out, leeks, non-vegetarian...
Zhan Aiping tried her best to keep her mother's smile: "Your daughter has a very rich vocabulary at such a young age."
"She couldn't even copy correctly what her brother wrote!"
Just like what Gu Sheng said, Xiao Tangyuan is pretty good at making sentences and writing essays, if you ignore her numerous typos and confusion...
It turns out that arrangement order and typos do not affect the reading of Chinese characters.
Gu Sheng smiled dotingly and said, "At least my mother can understand it."
Zhan Aiping sighed: "You didn't see her write it yourself. I couldn't bear to read it. The stroke order was all messed up."
Gu Sheng asked: "How are the other children?"
Zhan Aiping sighed: "Everyone has their own problems, it's hard to describe them in one sentence."
Zhan Aiping thought about it for two days and she found that it was no wonder that ordinary children at that time did not study well, because everyone’s cultural knowledge level was generally not high and the level of teachers was also average.
At that time, teachers' salaries were relatively low, and the smart ones had already gone to do other things, so the teachers' teaching level was not outstanding.
In addition, the study at this time was really easy. In Zhan Aiping's eyes, the questions were all very simple, without too many difficult or off-topic questions. But the same thing...
Children at this time only have ordinary textbooks. They don’t even have a tutorial book, let alone any Three or Five Wangx Heroes.
Under such conditions, if you want to excel in learning, you really need extraordinary intelligence.
Zhan Aiping planned to compile a Chinese and mathematics tutorial book for elementary schools. She shared this idea with her second-grade teacher, Teacher Jiang, who was very supportive of her, and the two of them began to try to compile a tutorial book.
Zhan Aiping also brought in Comrade Gu Sheng to ask him to provide the illustrations.
Zhan Aiping was responsible for setting the questions. She had seen the contents of a wide variety of tutorial books, and the questions in her mind were also varied.
In the past, in order to prevent her thinking from regressing, Zhan Aiping often did elementary school math problems to pass the time.
Zhan Aiping wrote a math tutorial book, which is easy to difficult and neatly organized. The Chinese tutorial book classifies new words, annotates the pinyin structure, and stroke order...
The conditions at that time were simple, so we simply wrote the content of a lesson by photocopying the contents of the tutorial book for that lesson, or the teacher directly copied the contents on the blackboard.
After trying out the content of one or two lessons, the teachers responded that the results were outstanding. Teacher Jiang said happily: "The homework I collected is getting more and more comfortable, and the accuracy rate has increased a lot. I can continue to edit it."
"Doctor Zhan is indeed a man with a lot of ideas."
"Dean Zhan is really good at asking questions!"
The Chinese teacher of the Zidi Primary School was the most delighted and moved: "I couldn't understand the essays that the children wrote before."
“Much better than before.”
"I used to have to guess words..."
So these teachers brainstormed and began to work together to write the tutorial books. Professional matters were left to professionals, and Zhan Aiping did not participate too much, just waiting to reap the benefits.
However, she is often invited to come up with questions. “Dean Zhan, you have ideas, and the questions you come up with are new and interesting.”
"It looked quite interesting to me, and I couldn't help but do a few questions."
Zhan Aiping agreed to set questions for each grade in the primary school. Principal Ma looked at the questions and praised her highly: "President Zhan, you shouldn't study medicine. You are more suitable for education. You are indeed a teacher."
"Now that everything is going well, we need a group of education talents."
Principal Ma even privately tipped off Zhan Aiping: "I think there may be news of the resumption of the college entrance examination in the next few years. It would be a good idea to let the children study hard."
Zhan Aiping nodded: "I think so too."
According to the current situation, many people can actually guess that the college entrance examination may be resumed in the future, but no one can say for sure whether it can be resumed or not, because there have been too many repeated things in recent years, and many people are cautious and unsure.
It's like the boy who cried wolf. It's been said too many times and no one believes it anymore.
The masses are calling for economic recovery. Many technical researchers in factories are now mainly people in their 40s and 50s. There is a serious talent gap. If we do not develop education and train talents...
Principal Ma is very concerned about education. He thought that this batch of primary school students should be able to catch up with the resumed college entrance examination, so he asked the teachers to start focusing on education again.
But there are many difficulties.
Principal Ma sighed, "Doctor Zhan, there are not many parents who care about their children's studies as much as you do."
Zhan Aiping said: "Maybe it will be different next year."
Once the news of the resumption of the college entrance examination comes out, it will set off a crazy study storm.
Zhan Aiping sometimes thought that instead of making elementary school tutoring books, if she started making middle school tutoring materials and questions, she might be able to make a fortune next year.
It is estimated that next year, all kinds of printed materials will be flying everywhere, and people will line up in front of Xinhua Bookstore to grab books and materials.
If her younger brother Zhan Mingzhao and sister-in-law Gu Xiangyi wanted to take the college entrance examination, she would be willing to help her prepare the materials... By the way, there are also people in the hospital and barefoot doctors in the towns and villages, many of whom should want to take the medical school entrance examination.
When Principal Ma and his colleagues began to study primary school tutoring materials, this also led to a problem, that is, the primary school students' homework became a little bit more.
Little Tangyuan sighed as he held a page of math homework. This was handed out by the school. It was said that every grade had one. Next to it, there was a line of words:
"Questioner: Zhan Aiping."
Little Tangyuan jumped into her mother's arms, hugged Zhan Aiping's neck, and whispered, "Mom, luckily they only know you are Dean Zhan and Doctor Zhan, but don't know your name is Zhan Aiping."
Zhan Aiping asked her: "Didn't Douzi and the others ask if your mother was Zhan Aiping?"
Little Tangyuan shook his head: "I said my mother is very beautiful, and the person who asked the question must be an annoying old woman."
Zhan Aiping: “…”
"If she is willing to write a simpler title, she will definitely be a beautiful woman that everyone will love."
Zhan Aiping chuckled: "Go do your homework."
(End of this chapter)