After teaching Han Chunlin, the family of four also returned to the house. Yu Silian went to the kitchen, while Han Shuxian hugged Han Qiulu, followed by Han Chunlin, and the three of them went to the study.
After arriving in the study room, it was inevitable to test Han Chunlin. In this exam, Han Shuxian first asked four questions. After four questions, Han Chunlin not only answered fluently, but also included some of his own opinions in the answers, which surprised Han Shuxian.
So, after the accident, the fifth question came up. This time, Han Shuxian thought for a moment before asking the last question, "If you don't worry about others, you don't know yourself, but you don't know others when you worry." What is it? meaning? "
Although he lectured on part of the Analects, he taught more reading than lecture notes, and what he mentioned was the last chapter of "Xue Er Pian". He mentioned this chapter just to test whether he still remembered it. As for the question Although I asked, I didn’t expect him to be able to answer it.
But this time he was surprised again. Han Chunlin immediately replied: "This is the last article of "Xue Er Pian", which means "Don't worry about others not understanding you, just worry about yourself not understanding others."
Han Shuxian nodded with satisfaction after Han Chunlin finished speaking. Just when he was about to praise him, Han Chunlin said again: "When others don't understand you and misunderstand you, don't complain or be dissatisfied. Instead, relax your mind and take the initiative to understand." others."
Han Shuxian was not only satisfied now, but also surprised that he could give such a profound explanation and asked: "Did your Qingyuan brother teach you?"
Han Chunlin nodded and then shook his head, saying, "Brother Qingyuan taught me the first part, and sister Wanwan taught me the second part. She said it was easier to understand and remember this way."
Han Shuxian asked again: "Then think about what they two said, but what's the difference?"
Han Chunlin thought for a while and then replied: "It's the same, but Sister Wanwan explained the meaning more thoroughly, making it easier to understand."
Han Shuxian said: "Yes, what your sister Wan Wan said is easier to understand. In the future, you can also explain the articles you learned in your own words instead of copying them all from the book."
Han Chunlin responded quickly: "I know, it is better to have no books at all than to believe in the books."
Han Chunlin's quick answer made Han Shuxian even more surprised, "Is this what your sister Wanwan taught you?"
Han Chunlin nodded, "Sister Wanwan also said not to copy everything from the book, but to apply what you have learned and have your own understanding."
Han Shuxian was speechless. He had obviously taught it, but now he had become "Sister Wanwan taught" and "Sister Wanwan said", and what he said was all correct. Sister Wanwan said that not only was it right, it was absolutely right!
After listening to Han Chunlin's words about Wan Wan's sister before and after Wan Wan's sister, Han Shuxian decided to speed up the pace of class and make Wan Wan's class heavier, otherwise his sense of existence as a teacher would be almost lost to Wan Wan. .
After the meal, Han Shuxian suppressed the idea of studying wax paper printing. After taking the two of them to the study room, he came to the calligraphy class and did not start the class immediately. He said to Mo Ziwan: "Wanwan, tell me why you Want to teach children in the village to read?”
Mo Ziyuan replied without any hesitation: "Grandpa said that even if he worked hard for two months, he might not be able to make as much money as me copying a book! Reading is very interesting and can make money easily, so I thought if Now that they can also study, the uncles, aunts, and grandparents in the village can live a better life and don't have to work so hard."
But the benefits of reading go beyond this. Reading enlightens the mind. Only with wisdom can progress be made. Otherwise, generations will only follow the footsteps left by their predecessors and not know how to think, let alone adapt. After working hard all his life, he still lived without enough food and clothing.
An ancient poem goes like this: Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land all over the world, and farmers are still starving to death. Although this poem reflects that the oppression of the imperial court left the people with insufficient food to eat, there are also people who do not know how to adapt and no longer think of other ways to support themselves except farming to survive or improve their lives.
She couldn't say this, and she didn't dare to say it, otherwise she would really become a monster. Mo Ziyuan thought about this idea that was not in line with her four-year-old child. Although she had done many things that were not in line with her age, children were still children. No matter how smart the child was, they were still children. They were not familiar with the world and had simple thoughts. side.
Mo Ziyuan simply thought that she was studying now to make money because her thoughts were simple and in line with Xiaowa's ideas. But she didn't want to think about it. A four-year-old child had not only made money to support the family, but now also started to think about other people in the village. Even if she thought that studying was to make money, this was a family that had already exceeded the four-year-old's expectations. Got it!
What does Mo Ziwan think about herself? Even if Han Shuxian doesn't know everything, he still knows the general outline. Even if he doesn't know, Han Shuxian doesn't think that she is studying for money. She has said that reading is interesting, so it is natural that Mo Ziwan's words should be interpreted as interesting. Earning money on the side, just like being a teacher in a school, also comes from studying.
"What else?" As expected, Han Shuxian did not follow Mo Ziwan's thoughts and continued to ask.
Mo Ziwan turned her head and looked at Han Shuxian. After thinking for a while, she smiled. "Being a teacher is very powerful. They all have to listen to me." After saying this, Mo Ziwan laughed.
This made Han Shuxian laugh, "Aren't you afraid that they will say nasty things again?"
Mo Ziwan replied: "I'm not afraid." "I'll beat them again! My godmother is very powerful, so let her beat them up."
Han Shuxian reached out and stroked Mo Ziwan's head before saying, "If you want to teach them well, you have to learn more. From today on, we will learn more and faster than them." That’s it!”
Mo Ziwan had long wanted to speed up the progress, and immediately became excited after hearing Han Shuxian's words, "Okay, I will definitely study hard and learn a lot so that they can't compare to me."
Han Shuxian speeded up the pace and deepened the lecture notes. As he talked, he found that Wanwan continued to listen and learn with interest as before, with bright eyes, but when he looked at his silly son, he had a confused look on his face. Ignorant.
Forget it, I will only be responsible for telling Wanwan the story from now on. Let Wanwan explain it to my silly son slowly the next day!
After Han Shuxian only paid attention to Mo Ziyuan, the pace of his lectures sped up. After the lecture, he only assigned homework to Han Chunlin. The homework was simple. He read the article thoroughly and copied it.
After assigning Han Chunlin's homework, Han Shuxian took Mo Ziwan to the hall. After arriving in the hall, Han Shuxian took out the wax paper again and continued the experiment of wax paper printing tonight.
Han Shuxian took out a new engraving pen that he went to the blacksmith shop to grind and said, "I'll try this pen today."
Mo Ziwan looked at the stylus that Han Shuxian took out, mainly at the tip of the pen. Compared with the needle tip, the tip of the stylus pen was much rounder, so writing on paper would not be as easy as the needle tip. It scratched the paper, and I could write faster.
Han Shuxian took out the half piece of paper left yesterday and started writing. With the experience of writing twice with a needle, Han Shuxian was much more proficient in writing today, but he was still cautious when writing. He said while writing : "This is much easier to write than needles."
Yu Silian hugged Han Qiulu and replied, "I see you write a little faster."
Han Shuxian said: "It is much faster, but the paper is not scratched at all."
Although Mo Ziyuan also wanted to achieve it overnight, she always felt that it would not be successful so smoothly, so she asked: "Godfather, can you carve the wax thoroughly?"
Yesterday's lesson was right in front of him, but Han Shuxian remembered it clearly. When he was writing today, he had been careful not to scratch the paper, but also to carve the wax through, otherwise it would not be printed, so he replied: "Don't worry. I paid great attention this time, and I didn’t cut through the wax paper, nor did I carve through the wax. The printing will definitely be better than yesterday.”
After hearing this, Mo Ziyuan was naturally very happy. Things were solved one by one. Now the engraving step was completed. The next step was mainly the printing ink. Thinking about this, Mo Ziyuan was still a little worried that the problem of printing ink would not be solved.
Just to see the printing effect, Han Shuxian did not write too much. After finishing an article of about a hundred words, Han Shuxian put down the stylus in his hand and began to prepare for printing.
Everything was ready, and Han Shuxian began to squeeze out the excessive ink on the brush to prevent the printed words from becoming dark, light, or thick due to too much ink.
After dyeing the ink of the brush, Han Shuxian began to apply it on the wax paper. He paid great attention to the application this time.
, waited for a while after applying, and then took out the printed paper below.
Looking at the much clearer printing sample, Han Shuxian said he could still accept it. The clarity of the sample printed this time is better, but the printed words either have too much ink soaked into one of the dots, or the entire word looks a lot thicker, and some words are too gentle because the ink is applied. Too little ink was soaked in, resulting in the words being too light and even unclear. Z.br>
Mo Ziyuan looked at the printed words, which were thick and light. Like Han Shuxian, she also expressed that she could accept it. Maybe it's one thing to accept it, but it's another thing to improve it. The ink of the mimeograph must be improved, otherwise the effect of wax paper printing will not be very good. First, he frowned and said: "Daddy, you are obviously very light with your brushes." The ink is gone, but there are still a lot of words stained with too much ink.”
Although Han Shuxian felt that he had been very cautious just now, he thought that it was already very good to have such an effect just once, so he said: "I will try again."
There was no need to write anymore, and it was much faster. I put a piece of paper directly under the wax paper and printed ink again. After printing, I found that the effect was not much different from the first time.
After seeing this, Mo Ziyuan asked innocently: "Godfather, is there an ink that won't soak everywhere?"
