After Mo Ziwan spoke, Xie Wenhua stared and opened his mouth. After Mo Ziwan finished speaking, he closed his mouth in shock, looked at Han Shuxian and said, "How did she come up with these new tricks?"
Han Shuxian really wanted to despise his friend for his unexperienced appearance, but when he thought that he was not much better than him when he learned her thoughts, it was hard to despise him. But suddenly he thought of something else, and the disdainful thought that he had given up emerged again, and he curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Don't you always look at Xie Tao's homework?"
Xie Wenhua didn't understand why he mentioned his son's homework and asked, "What does this have to do with him doing homework?"
Han Shuxian knew that he had never seen Xie Tao's homework. It was very good and it was exactly what he wanted.
Influenced by Mo Ziyuan's teaching methods, Han Shuxian's teaching to children is also changing now. For example, in addition to being strict, he is more encouraging to the children, and he is more patient and companionable to the children. It is precisely because of these changes that Han Chunlin is also better than She used to be more clingy to him, so when she saw that her best friend was still the same as before, and there was no change in the teaching of her children, Han Shuxian felt the urge to add insult to injury. Wanwan didn't like parents who were hands-off shopkeepers. Liangliang pointed out : "His homework contains what Wan Wan said."
Xie Wenhua was even more surprised, "Is there this?" Will they still have this content in class?
Looking at Xie Wenhua's surprised face, she knew that he had never cared about Xie Tao's studies. Mo Ziyuan's face, which was excited because of her enthusiasm, gradually turned cold, "Uncle, is it really okay for you to be the hands-off shopkeeper like this?"
Xie Wenhua felt embarrassed by Mo Ziyuan's glaring eyes, and explained awkwardly: "With you guys teaching me, can I still feel uneasy? Besides, I don't know how to teach people to read, so I have to trouble you to do this."
Mo Ziyuan didn't listen to his sophistry at all, "Before my uncle took brother Tao to school, my godfather and I told him that although studying is a child's business, parents can't just sit back and watch. They should pay more attention to study and life. If parents spend more time with them, their children will grow up healthier and happier."
When Xie Wenhua saw Mo Ziwan's stern face, she also put away the smile on her face, and said with a serious face, "Wanwan's lesson is right, I will definitely change it, and I will pay more attention to your brother Tao's studies in the future, and I will definitely not throw away my hands." Shopkeeper."
"Not only in studies, but also in life, physically and psychologically." Mo Ziyuan corrected, still keeping a serious look on her little face when speaking. .Ь.
"Okay, I care." Xie Wenhua agreed quickly, fearing that ice would form on Wan Wan's stern face if he was too slow to respond.
Seeing Xie Wenhua's positive attitude in admitting his mistake, Mo Ziwan no longer kept a straight face and smiled, "That's pretty much it." Finally, she said coquettishly, "Uncle, if you keep your word, I will ask Brother Tao at any time."
Xie Wenhua promised: "Don't worry, we will definitely do it."
After a short interlude, the three of them got down to business again. Mo Ziyuan said: "Uncle, go back and read the blackboard newspaper made by Brother Tao first. After reading it, you will understand what the publication I just mentioned is. Then uncle will think more about it." If we make a print publication like this, what should we do to attract people to read it?"
Xie Wenhua said that he must go back and take a closer look and think more about it.
After everything was said, it was time to go out for dinner. The bookstore was not far from the restaurant, and they just walked a few steps to get there.
During the dinner, Xie Wenhua picked up his wine glass and said to everyone: "I originally wanted to invite you to my home, but my wife is seriously ill and can only sit in this restaurant. Please forgive me, Uncle Mo, Aunt Song, Brother Han, and my brothers and sisters."
Song Nanzhi scolded: "You are out of town now. Mother Xie Tao is sick, but you don't tell us so that we can go and see her."
Xie Wenhua sighed and said: "It doesn't matter if she falls down from a common illness, but with her illness, the doctor said she needs to avoid people, for fear of spreading the illness to others. Now the courtyard where she lives has a fixed number of maids. My mother-in-law is taking care of her inside, and I just hope she gets well soon."
After hearing this, Mo Ziyuan asked: "Uncle, what disease does your mother have?"
Xie Wenhua replied: "It is said to be tuberculosis. I cough and wheeze a lot on weekdays, and I feel very tired even after walking a few steps." When he said this, the smile on Xie Wenhua's face gradually disappeared.
Mo Ziwan is not a doctor, but she still knows about tuberculosis. Tuberculosis is the common name for tuberculosis. It is a chronic infectious disease that has a slow onset but a long course. It can be easily confused with a cold if you get up early.
In modern times, this disease can be completely cured through the treatment of isoniazid, rifampin and other drugs. Moreover, in modern times, rifampicin and isoniazid are provided to tuberculosis patients for free treatment until the disease is cured. However, in ancient times when medical standards were backward, there was no effective medicine, not to mention free treatment, so the disease was basically incurable.
The more she knew about the seriousness of the disease, the lower Mo Ziwan's mood became. Although she was depressed, she could not show it yet. She smiled slightly and said innocently: "We will go see aunt again after she gets better." ."Xiushu.com
Xie Wenhua also cheered up and put a smile on his lips, "Okay, let's get together again when we fall down."
After skipping the topic of Xie Taoniang's illness, the conversation and laughter resumed.
After the guests had enjoyed themselves, everyone went home. Xie Wenhua didn't go to the bookstore anymore, but remembered what Mo Ziwan said, and planned to go back to pay more attention to Xie Tao, and by the way, take a look at what the blackboard newspaper was about.
Although Mo Ziwan asked for leave, there was no holiday in the school. Except for Han Chunlin, who asked for a day off to send Murong Qingyuan to the examination room, everyone else was still in class.
After Xie Wenhua got home, he first asked someone to ask his wife about her situation today, and then went to Xie Tao's house after asking.
Xie Tao is worthy of being Xie Wenhua's eldest son. Although during the conversation with Mo Ziyuan, Mo Ziyuan told Xie Wenhua that he didn't care enough about Xie Tao, but in fact he loved Xie Tao very much, otherwise he would not have let him follow Mo Ziwan. read. His doting on Xie Tao can be seen from the house where Xie Tao lives. However, when he was about ten years old, he had his own separate yard. In the yard, the maids, mother-in-law, and servants were all well matched.
The mother-in-law who was guarding the door of the courtyard saw Xie Wenhua approaching and hurriedly bowed and shouted: "Master!"
Xie Wenhua hummed, then raised his feet and crossed the courtyard gate. Inside the courtyard, a maid was sitting embroidering. When she saw Xie Wenhua, she immediately stood up and shouted, "Master."
"Take me to the young master's study." Xie Wenhua ordered the maid.
"Yes!" the maid replied, putting down her embroidery work.
Although Xie Wenhua lives with his son under the same roof every day, he does not often go to his son's yard. Although Xie Tao's study is not half as big as Xie Wenhua's, it is small but well-equipped, and the bookshelves, tables and chairs in the study, including the four treasures of the study, are all made of high-quality materials.
Sitting on the chair where Xie Tao usually does his homework, he ordered: "Bring me all the homework that the young master usually does."
The maid was a little embarrassed, "The young master's books are usually brought to school, and the ones at home are from the past."
"It doesn't matter what you have before, bring them all to me for a look."
The maid thought that the young master was not studying seriously again, so she asked him to check his homework. However, after recalling the young master's recent performance, she felt that the young master was studying very seriously, so she decided to help Xie Tao by saying something nice first. , "Master, the young master has been studying hard recently. After finishing the homework assigned for the day, he will read for a while before going back to the room to rest."
While talking, the maid placed Xie Tao at home and took the finished notebook and placed it in front of Xie Wenhua.
When he opened the book and looked at it one by one, he saw that his son's handwriting was getting neater and neater from scratch at the beginning, and there were fewer and fewer mistakes. The lines on Xie Wenhua's face became softer and softer. After reading this volume, he said, "Have you ever seen what kind of newspaper the young master has done?"
The maid immediately replied: "Yes, I will give it to the master right now." After saying that, the maid turned to the bookshelf and took out a piece of paper about one foot wide and one and a half feet long from a large drawer and put it on it. In front of Xie Wenhua.
"Is this a blackboard newspaper?" Xie Wenhua asked again.
The maid nodded and replied: "Yes, the young master has made several pictures, but only this one is the best, and only this one is kept. Miss Wanwan also wrote a word "Excellent" on it for the young master, saying that it was made by the young master's blackboard It’s good.”
Xie Wenhua looked at the blackboard newspaper in front of him carefully. The large piece of paper was divided into small pieces of different sizes and shapes.
, but it doesn’t look messy, but rather novel. Then look at the content recorded in each small block. Starting from the first small square, golden wheat is sown into the soil. Then, from the second small square, green malts emerge from the soil, and then they grow taller, ear, mature, and are harvested.
In addition to the description of the growth process of wheat, there is also his perception of cherishing food.
Seeing the blackboard newspaper in front of him, Xie Wenhua immediately understood what publication Mo Ziyuan was talking about. Although there is only one piece of paper, there is a lot of content on it. Wanwan is right. People who buy our publications can always find the content they are interested in.
When I think of the content of the publication, I think of stories, and they are still unfinished stories. Suddenly thinking of something, Xie Wenhua burst into laughter.
Wan Wan's method is too damaging. A chapter of the story is printed and bought every day. People who really get into it will have to wait a long time to finish reading a story.
The stories may have several chapters at least, or dozens or hundreds of chapters at most. As for the stories, they may be even more, ranging from hundreds to hundreds of chapters. Xie Wenhua found it very funny when he thought of such a thick book and only one chapter was printed every day for customers to read. Once you get into it, you want to keep reading. You have to read to the end no matter what. , just like this, it hooks customers and keeps them watching, making them want to stop.
