Chapter 238 Silver Lock
The fine rain fell all night, and the next morning was also foggy, and the rain became heavier. After going out for a while, the hair on the head was dyed white.

However, this kind of weather can't stop the footsteps of the farmers. After the spring rain soaks the loess soil, it is more convenient to dig it, so that the land can be fully moisturized by the spring rain.

Today was Tuesday, and class still had to be attended. Wang Manyin rode a tricycle and came to the school whistling, said hello to the gatekeeper, and then put the tricycle in the shed.

Although it was raining, he didn't wear a raincoat, let alone an umbrella. The hood of the tricycle was enough to block most of the wind and rain.

Some students have already started activities in the school, and most of them cleaned up with brooms and shovels, including the playground.

In the morning self-study, the head teacher was still going to study newspapers for the students in each class. After the morning self-study, Wang Manyin returned to the office to correct homework.

He has no classes in the first and second classes in the morning, and this kind of free time is just used to correct homework.

Yesterday's homework was an essay in classical Chinese, which included word explanation, grammar application, and sentence translation. This kind of homework still had to be corrected by myself.

It is worth mentioning that the syllabus of this kind of classical Chinese reading school does not require intensive teaching, or in other words, the current school does not pay much attention to what knowledge students can learn.

Most of them are studying newspapers, responding to the above-mentioned demands for integrity, and carrying out various activities. The usual way of class is also based on newspapers, and there are not many dry goods on mimeographed textbooks in the region.

In other words, the people in the education bureau above dare not write too many things. After all, this era is too special, and if you do too much and make mistakes, it is better not to do it.

But Wang Manyin still has his own professional ethics. He completes all kinds of tasks required by the school one by one. He should study newspapers, study newspapers, organize seminars, and participate in sports.

But at other times, he will also earnestly impart real knowledge, which may be rarely used in life, but it will definitely be useful for the college entrance examination in the future!

Although the college entrance examination has been abolished now, it will eventually be restored in the future, and these dolls must be given a chance to change their own destiny.

Otherwise, when the college entrance examination resumes in the future, when I go to the exam, I find that I can't do anything, and it will be too late to regret.

This classical Chinese essay is not the content of the mimeographed textbook, but his own private product for the two classes.

However, he also knows that the current learning environment is not as pure as that of later generations, and there is not much specific content to be learned at all. More is to cultivate students' learning methods and learning thinking.

In this way, after the college entrance examination resumes, if they are willing to study for the exam on their own, they will also have their own study ideas, so that they will not be blinded.

Of course, the students in the two classes of the first grade still couldn't understand his good intentions. After all, their eyes couldn't be so far-reaching.

But out of respect for him, he said to study hard, so study hard, anyway, it is always right to learn more knowledge.

Compared with the muddleheadedness of the students in the second and third grades, they prefer the fulfilling life now, which makes them feel that coming to school is not a waste of time.

The assignments of the two classes were corrected very meticulously, and it took almost an hour to complete the corrections.

Looking at the time, the second class was just halfway through, so I got up to go to the toilet, and went back to the office to read a book.

Naturally, I got this book from the principal's office, and there are indeed many good books in it. Recently, Wang Manyin has also felt that his state of mind has become more and more calm, and everything has a sense of leisure.

"Jingle Bell"

With the ringing of the manual dismissal bell, the second class ended, and the students ushered in the happiest big break. The originally calm campus quickly became noisy like a pot of boiling water.

Wang Manyin also recovered from the book, stretched his waist, and walked out of the office to relax his eyes.

"Teacher Wang, come play basketball." On the playground, Huang Qiusheng clasped his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted to Wang Manyin.

Wang Manyin glanced at the wet sandy playground, then at the rain falling from the sky, and shook his head, "Don't catch a cold, don't you know it's raining?"

Huang Qiusheng stroked his hair, and replied nonchalantly: "We are not afraid, such a little rain, we won't catch a cold."

"Yes, teacher, we are not afraid." The other boys echoed, playing basketball happily in the rain and fog.

At this moment, the basketball accidentally rolled to Wang Manyin's cloth shoes. He bent over to pick it up, and made a standard shooting posture. The basketball flew into a parabola and fell into the blue frame!

Huang Qiusheng and the others opened their mouths wide, their eyes full of disbelief, Mr. Wang was standing farther than the three-point line just now, it was all in the air, it must be luck.

No, it doesn't seem to be luck. Teacher Wang's shooting posture seems to be very professional. Could it be that the teacher can also play basketball?
Without waiting for them to ask questions, Wang Manyin clapped his hands and turned back to the office. Of course, he also played basketball in his previous life, and he was a famous figure on the school team when he was in college.

If it didn't rain today, he would probably take off his jacket and play two games, so that Huang Qiusheng and the others would know what real basketball is and what is real skill.

The basketball played by Huang Qiusheng and the others is all about physical fitness. Those who don't know it think they are fighting. If they can dribble neatly, they are considered masters!
At the end of the day's work, Wang Manyin rode a tricycle towards home. The students in the class were very well-behaved and Huang Qiusheng and Guan Xiaoting helped him with everything. He had almost nothing to worry about.

There was no leader from the commune today, so Lan Hua and Xu Hui simply had a holiday and didn't come to work, so he rushed straight home.

"Son, do you miss Dad?" Wang Manyin said warmly after seeing the two little guys making a fuss in the crib after returning home.

Matsukawa Matsuze's face was plump and soft, as if he couldn't kiss enough.

Next to Lanhua is embroidering a red cloth cover for the radio, and the mandarin duck should be half-embroidered, and it looks lifelike.

"Where's the sea, haven't you come back yet?" Wang Manyin glanced and asked.

"Dahai and Yang Le are back at Haozi's house. Haozi invited you to drink full moon wine tonight, did you forget? Thanks to you, you are still Zuwen's godfather." Lan Hua said softly.

Wang Manyin slapped his head, he really forgot about it, before he knew it, Haozi's son was full moon, time really passed by so fast.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, found a wooden box from the cabinet, and took out a small silver lock from it.

This lock is not big, it is the traditional lock shape of the ancient door lock, made of sterling silver, and it was collected in the pigeon market by chance.

After playing with the small silver lock, Wang Manyin found out another red string and put it on, hehe said, "This is my godson's full moon gift."

(End of this chapter)

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