Principal Wu originally came to see Lin Nianhe, but Wen Lan dragged him to read several essays.
Principal Wu was patient and analyzed Wen Lan word by word on how to write a good essay.
At first, only Wen Lan attended the composition class. Later, everyone who stayed in the educated youth camp came over to listen.
Of course, Principal Wu will not get nervous because there are too many students. On the contrary, the more he talks, the more passionate and vivid he becomes.
Lin Nianhe took advantage of this moment to sneak back to his cabin.
She only remembered when Wang Shumei mentioned Principal Wu that she still had to prepare lessons today!
Of course, what she needs to prepare is not the content of the class. There are enough children in the group for her to take another class.
What she wants to prepare is the lotus picture she promised her aunts yesterday.
She didn't have a ready-made painting, so she had to draw one by herself.
Lin Nianhe had studied painting before. She had dabbled in sketching, watercolor and oil painting. Although she was not a professional, she was more than capable of painting a lotus picture.
She took a piece of drawing paper and just made a sketch with a pencil when get out of class was over in the front yard.
Among the chaotic footsteps, she heard Principal Wu's slightly dragging, slightly slower footsteps, and occasionally a few coughs.
Lin Nianhe felt a little distressed.
She doesn't have a cough. She felt uncomfortable in her throat after attending a class yesterday. Principal Wu...
Principal Wu stood by the window knowingly and poked his head to see what she was doing.
Lin Nianhe handed the drawing paper to her and asked with a smile: "Principal Wu, is get out of class over?"
"Yes." Principal Wu nodded and said to her politely, "Give me a bowl of water."
"okay."
Lin Nianhe stood up and went to the kitchen to make a bowl of Qiuli ointment for Principal Wu.
Before taking the water out, she specially took a new bottle, peeled off the label on the glass bottle, and rubbed the bottle cap twice with sandpaper.
After simple distressing, this jar of autumn pear paste looks like it was made at home and put in a can.
Lin Nianhe put the bottle on the stove, went out with the warm water, and handed it to Principal Wu.
Principal Wu frowned when he saw the color of the water: "Why did you make honey water? Keep it for yourself. I don't like sweet things."
When elders say they don’t like to eat something, there is at least a 80% chance that they are reluctant to eat it.
Lin Nianhe forced the bowl to Principal Wu and said with a straight face: "You have to drink it even if you don't like it. This is Qiuli ointment. It moisturizes the lungs and relieves coughs. Just take it as medicine."
Principal Wu's heart felt warm, and she took a sip of water. It was slightly sweet but not greasy.
Probably due to psychological effects, she felt much better as soon as the water passed through her throat.
Lin Nianhe moved two small benches, and the two of them sat opposite each other in the yard.
She held her chin with one hand and babbled: "You, you don't know how to take good care of yourself at such an old age, and you don't even think about what will happen to your children if something happens to you? Are you still counting on me? "
Principal Wu pursed his lips and smiled: "What? I don't expect you to be able to do it?"
"Do you think I'm reliable?" Lin Nianhe asked.
These words hit Principal Wu's lungs directly. She was stunned for a long time, raised her head and drank all the water.
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Although I was mentally prepared, seeing it with my own eyes was still a bit heartbreaking.
Principal Wu held the bowl and looked at the blue sky and said, "I just came back from the fields. The lesbians are very enthusiastic about learning, and they don't forget new words when working."
"Really?" Lin Nianhe smiled, "Then I have to draw a few more paintings."
Principal Wu heard her say yesterday that she was going to give a painting to her aunt who dictated all the new words correctly. He just laughed when he heard this.
She smiled for a moment before getting nervous, and asked in a low voice: "Nian He, I'm actually a little worried... Although you used the Cultural Advanced Brigade to deceive everyone out of good intentions, how long can you keep this secret? In the future..."
Lin Nianhe said "Hmm" and said casually: "Don't be nervous. After ten days and a half, we can invite the comrades from the Victory Brigade to come and have a look in the name of calling the children to go to school. Both sides will be fine."
Principal Wu was slightly confused: "Have you already thought about it?"
Lin Nianhe: "No, it was an evil idea deceived by these two parties. It got into my head uncontrollably."
Lin Nianhe discovered that she was extremely talented in certain things.
She doesn’t want this talent!
Principal Wu laughed for a while and commented: "Although it is not a serious method, it is probably very effective. If the matter is urgent, let's do this first."
She stood up as she said this: "You can continue painting, I'll go back first."
She wanted to leave, but the corner of her clothes was grabbed.
Lin Nianhe tugged on the hem of her clothes and looked up at her pitifully: "Principal Wu, let's not make such a rash decision first. I think there is a more legitimate way."
Principal Wu was very patient: "Then tell me."
"……did not expect."
After Principal Wu left, Lin Nianhe struggled and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any other way.
Finally, she silently tied another small red string around her wrist.
This time, she picked a thick one.
After dinner, the gong sounds again.
When Lin Nianhe arrived this time, he unexpectedly found that he was the last one in the class to arrive in the classroom.
None of the aunts paid attention to her. They were either talking and writing on the table with their fingers, or they were studying together in small groups.
Lin Nianhe believes that most of them do not think literacy is of any use, and even still think it is a waste of their rest time.
They work so hard, they just don’t want to discredit the team.
Simple and rustic.
Lin Nianhe waited for a while, holding on to the time until seven o'clock, then cleared his throat and interrupted his aunts' study.
"Come on, let's start dictation."
The results of dictation... are not very optimistic.
There were ninety-three students in the class, and zero of them wrote correctly.
Lin Nianhe shrugged and said innocently: "Nothing is completely right, so I can only show this lotus picture to everyone."
As she spoke, she held up the most satisfactory lotus picture she had drawn in the afternoon and showed it to her aunts.
"Oh, these flowers are beautiful!"
"Hahaha, no wonder Lotus Girl is so pretty, this is a good name."
Aunt Li was the most disappointed of all.
Yesterday, when she returned home, she talked about the lotus picture with her family. Li Hehua was very interested in the flower named after her and wanted to know what the lotus looked like.
She also thought that if she won the painting back, she could put it in her little girl's room.
Aunt Li was a little embarrassed and asked Lin Nianhe: "Girl Lin, if I can get the dictation right tomorrow, can you give me this painting?"
Lin Nianhe smiled brightly: "Okay... In addition to this painting, I still have a lot of notebooks and pencils left here. If the aunt can get them all right, she can choose one from the pencils, notebooks or paintings as a reward."
Aunt Li next to her elbowed Aunt Li and whispered: "Sister-in-law, if I get everything right tomorrow, I will draw it, and I will give it to little lotus."
"The book is also a reward, isn't it? It's a good sentiment, and it can be used by my little boy."
“Oh, I didn’t expect that you can make money by participating in literacy!”
Seeing the aunts all full of fighting spirit, Lin Nianhe felt that in the cornfield tomorrow, the enthusiasm for learning might be even higher.
Thinking about Wang Dong who was kicked for trying to read while working... Lin Nianhe began to worry about the captain's hair.
