Farmer’s Blessed Girl

"You've seen the books in the bookstore, but Man Bao is really amazing. You haven't been to their farm to read it. I went back to my mother's house and took a shortcut. Guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, the ground is full of chickens, and there are geese in the canal. There are so many chickens, there must be a hundred or so. If they all lay eggs, what is it?"

"It's more than chickens. Think about the grain harvested in this summer and autumn. It's all full of treasures. It's obvious that the land of the little village is not very fat, so how can the grain grown out of it be better than ours?"

The more people talk about it, the more envious they are, and they don't worry about how the old Zhou family has the money to send their children to school. Compared with reading, they feel that the harvest from the field is more attractive.

So everyone started to discuss about the little Zhuangzi, "I see that the winter wheat they plant is not bad. They can harvest a batch after spring, and the chickens will lay eggs. If a chicken lays an egg, there will be a hundred of them that day. Eggs, oops, how much money does that have to make."

They can't figure it out anyway.

Mr. Zhuang put the children of the old Zhou family alone on one side of the class 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 she couldn't answer, but he didn't know what their specific progress was.

When it was time to take the exam, Mr. Zhuang was surprised to find that they basically mastered the "Thousand Characters" and "The Analects of Confucius", but maybe Manbao's knowledge was limited, so they only mastered the most basic.

But once you have the basics, it will be much easier to learn.

But the words written by the children of the old Zhou family are really ugly.

Knowing that they bought a lot of paper, Mr. Zhuang was not polite, and assigned a lot of writing assignments every day.

And Santou Sanya and Sitou were brought to the other side by him to study with the newly enrolled group of children.

Although they can read "Thousand Characters", they can only recognize them when they can read and compare textbooks. Once they take out the textbook, or point to a single word for them to recognize, they will not recognize it.

So, let's start from scratch.

Mr. Zhuang thought about it for a long time, and finally let Bai Erlang return to the classroom and let him study with the previous students.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao were placed at the end of the class by him. 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 in their eyes, but the old Zhou family's child looked back with only pride and raised his chest to look around at the people around him.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the class full of students and nodded in relief, then said, "Come on, all the children who don't have a big name come to me, and I will give you a big name."

The old Zhou family's child stood up after brushing it, looked left and right and decided to give it to others first.

They decided to see if the name given by the husband sounded good. If it didn't sound good, we decided to let the aunt choose it.

Anyway, they are also literate, they turn the book by themselves, and when they see a good-looking word, they use it as a name.

It is not difficult to name other people, but when the seven children of the old Zhou family gathered in front of him, 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 nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, sir, we have the same name now, my name is Datou, his name is Ertou..."

Mr. Zhuang laughed loudly when he heard this, and said, "Then I will give you two names. How about the same thing in the middle?"

Mr. Zhuang routinely asked them, "What kind of word do you want?"

Everyone thought about it seriously, and then they all looked at the big head. He was the oldest. According to the tradition of the old Zhou family, he could make up his mind.

Datou 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, "Let's use vertical characters."

He smiled and looked at the seven children and said, "Although your family was poor in the past, your grandparents and parents have laid the foundation for you. In your generation, you should be able to lead your family to a foothold, so you can use the word 'standing'. Bar."

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he settled down, looked at Man Bao behind him, and waved, "Man Bao, you can recite an "Analects of Confucius" casually."

Man Bao got up, thought for a while, and then backtracked: "The Master said: 'A gentleman is not strong if he is not serious, and his studies are not firm.

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, wrote this article on a piece of paper, and said to the seven children, "You can choose a word to use as your name."

He smiled and said, "The article that your sister-in-law chose for you is very good."

The seven children immediately gathered to read it. Datou Daya and Ertou Daya had all studied this article and knew the meaning of this article, so the four of them discussed it and decided to let the three ignorant younger siblings choose first. .

Santou Sanya and Sitou were pushed to the front, and the three asked their elder brothers and sisters in a low voice, "Which word should we choose?"

Erya said to her sister: "If you want to read it well, then use the word 'ru', Li Ru, it sounds good too."

Sanya immediately said: "Sir, my name is Liru!"

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly and responded with a smile.

Then look at the other children.

Santou and Sitou couldn’t make up their minds, and Man Bao also slipped up at some point to choose words for his two nephews, “Santou, you always don’t like to study, so you can use the word 'learning’. The next time your name is called, you have to remember to read."

Santou: "...I don't want to, is there the word 'play'?"

Man Bao: "If you're naughty, you need to change the word, make a change, hahahahaha..."

Mr. Zhuang looked at her helplessly.

Bai Erlang played well with him, and encouraged him, "Learning Chinese characters is better, other characters are even worse, if your name is Lizhong, then you have to be loyal, hey, Lizhong is not bad, just like me, I It's called Cheng."

Santou immediately said: "Okay, I'll call it 'Xue'"

Bai Erlang was unhappy when he heard this, and snorted.

Man Bao chose the four heads, "You just use the word 'Gu', because you have no idea of ​​your own, every time the second head asks you to do what you do, and the third head asks you to do what you do again, obviously yes In the opposite two things, as a result, you insist on doing both, and in the future you have to learn to make up your own mind and stick to your own opinions.”

Mr. Zhuang smiled without saying a word, although this is not the same, but she is right to explain it this way. Children, thinking is always strange, as long as she does not explain it stubbornly.

After the three children who can't choose their own preferences passively choose the words, the remaining four words are much easier to choose.

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