Portable Museum

"Sit down and drink a glass of water first!" Seeing Xia Guoxiang's tired appearance, Zhang Junping couldn't bear to say anything else.

He picked up the thermos and gave him a glass of water.

"I just told Juanzi that after this period of investigation, I am still very satisfied with the two of you.

So, on the morning of the sixth day, I asked my parents to write a teacher-appreciation post, and brought Shu Xiu over to visit the teacher.

I am waiting for you in Dashilar Courtyard! "

"Master, what is Jue Shuxiu?"

"I just finished criticizing Juanzi, but I didn't expect you to be inferior to Juanzi! You can ask Juanzi yourself later." Zhang Junping laughed and scolded.

Now that he is formally accepting apprentices, the title has to be changed, and it is called Juanzi to be more affectionate.

"Xiangzi, your master, I just graduated from junior high school, so I don't think much about academic qualifications.

However, we can have no academic qualifications, but we cannot have no culture.

Take time to read more books in the future. "Zhang Junping said to Xia Guoxiang in a gentle tone.

"Got it, Master!"

"Have you done all the homework I gave you?"

"Did it! Do it every day!"

"Well! After Juanzi finishes writing, you also write a word, I'll take a look!" Zhang Junping nodded and ordered.

"Okay, Master!"

"Master, I'm done!" At this time, Li Wenjuan had finished writing a word and started to hand in her homework.

"Okay! Xiangzi, it's your turn!" Zhang Junping took the rice paper, put it aside, and said to Xia Guoxiang.

When Xia Guoxiang picked up the brush and started writing, Zhang Junping picked up what Li Wenjuan had just written and read it carefully.

After reading it, he put it aside and didn't comment. He was waiting for Xia Guoxiang.

After Xia Guoxiang finished writing, Zhang Junping read it before commenting together, "You two have a common brush, and the writing looks neat, horizontal and vertical, and you noticed it when you started and paused.

However, one is that the words are too rigid, which means that although you know how to write in your mind, your muscles have not yet remembered how to write.

This requires more writing and more practice, so that your muscles can remember how to write, and the rigid problems will naturally be resolved.

I call this muscle memory. "

"Master, do muscles still have memory?"

"Yes! In fact, this can also be called getting used to nature. Think about it for yourself, do you not need to think about some actions you often do, and when you need to do them, you will do them naturally.

This is muscle memory! "Zhang Junping explained the muscle memory.

Then he said: "There is another serious problem with your writing, that is, the writing floats on the paper and has no strength!

When we comment on other people's good handwriting, we often use a word that can penetrate the back of the paper.

You are just the opposite, the words float on the paper. "

"Master, but I feel that I have already tried very hard!" Li Wenjuan said aggrievedly.

"You feel that you are using force, and there is no contradiction between whether the force is used or not.

In the future, I will add a homework for you! "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"What homework?" Li Wenjuan asked curiously.

"Wait a minute, master will help you make a small tool for exercising your wrist strength!" After Zhang Junping finished speaking, he got up and went out.

Under the window of Tian Shumei's house, there is a pile of firewood.

Because of the shortage of coal, many families use firewood to cook in pots, and coal is used for heating.

"Sister Tian, ​​I'll take two firewood!" Zhang Junping shouted into Tian Shumei's room.

Tian Shumei opened the door and came out, and said to Zhang Junping with a smile: "Two are enough for what, take more! It's really strange, are you planning to light a fire for cooking, or a stove for warmth?"

Zhang Junping never lit a fire to cook, and he didn't light a stove to keep warm in winter. Everyone in the courtyard knew about it.

At the beginning, it was regarded as a rare thing and discussed, but after a long time, it was not taken seriously.

It only said that Zhang Junping was young and strong, so he didn't need to light a fire to keep warm.

"I don't make a fire, I make a tool for my apprentice to exercise his wrist strength." Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

I picked two suitable firewood sticks, took out a sharp dagger, and cut them quickly. After a while, the firewood sticks became two round wooden sticks.

Zhang Junping held it in his hand and felt it, almost done.

Only then did he return to the house with the round stick.

Tian Shumei was curious about the tools Zhang Junping mentioned for exercising wrist strength, so she followed into Zhang Junping's room.

"Xiangzi, go out and find two bricks." Zhang Junping ordered Xia Guoxiang after entering the room.

When Xia Guoxiang went out to look for bricks, Zhang Junping took out two nails and nailed them in the middle of the round wooden stick, and then took out two hemp ropes and tied them.

After finishing, Xia Guoxiang also came back with two bricks.

Zhang Junping tied the brick to the other side of the hemp rope.

Then, while doing a demonstration, he explained: "In the future, when you stand on horseback, do this movement while standing on horseback.

Raise your hands flat, shoulder-level, and then use the strength of your wrists to turn the wooden stick, slowly roll up the rope, and then slowly let it go. "

After Zhang Junping demonstrated it once, he said to the two people, "Come and try it!"

Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang each held a wooden stick and began to try.

Zhang Junping pointed out the essentials of the action.

"Master, my wrist is so sore!" Li Wenjuan said, shaking her hands after doing it all over again.

"Acid is right! No acid means no effect. Use one brick at the beginning, and add another brick when the wrist is no longer sour.

When you add up to ten bricks and it doesn't hurt, your wrist strength will be considered, and your writing will naturally achieve the effect of penetrating the back of the paper. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Pingzi, is this so difficult for you? I think it's quite simple, isn't it just turning a wooden stick?" Tian Shumei interrupted and said with a smile.

"Sister Tian will know after trying it!" Zhang Junping signaled Li Wenjuan to hand over the wooden stick to Tian Shumei.

After all, Tian Shumei is a married woman, and after her husband passed away, she had to look after the children, do housework, and go to work, so she did a lot of physical work.

In terms of hand strength, it is indeed much stronger than Li Wenjuan, not even worse than Xia Guoxiang.

The first lap was very easy, the second lap was a bit tiring, and the third lap I couldn't hold on, my wrists were so numb and unbearable.

"Hehe! How about this gadget? It's not easy, isn't it?" Zhang Junping laughed.

He also took the opportunity to educate his disciples, "Many things seem simple, but it is not easy to stick to them.

Remember: insisting on doing simple things well is not simple, insisting on doing ordinary things well is extraordinary. "

"Understood, Master!" Li Wenjuan and Xia Guoxiang nodded solemnly.

"Pingzi, look at that... that..." Tian Shumei said hesitantly.

"What's the matter? Sister Tian, ​​what else are you and I embarrassed to say?"

"I was thinking, can you make Huai Zhi worship you as a teacher?" This was Tian Shumei's sudden idea when she saw Zhang Junping teaching her apprentice.

"Hehe! Sister Tian, ​​why did you think of making Huai Zhi worship me as a teacher?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"Pingzi, my sister knows that you are a person of great ability. I am a woman and I don't know how to teach children. If they can worship you as their teacher, they will definitely be successful in the future." Tian Shumei said with a smile.

In fact, what Tian Shumei thought was, if you are so capable, if Huaizhi worships you as a teacher, can you ignore your work as a teacher in the future?

"Sister Tian, ​​I accept apprentices, not the kind in factories.

Therefore, my master is not a master, but my father's father, not the Fu named Fu.

Do you know the difference here?

Once you worship me as a teacher, you must not interfere if you die or flee.

You think about it, if you agree, then find someone to write a teacher apprentice post, and prepare for the training.

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, I accepted apprentices in the Dashilan courtyard. " Zhang Junping said very seriously.

"Pingzi, don't scare me, you know that Huaizhi is my lifeblood, if something happens to them, my sister..." Tian Shumei was really frightened by Zhang Junping's words.

"I know, that's why I remind you that I accept apprentices according to the old ritual, which is the tradition of craftsmen accepting apprentices in the past.

You can inquire about it. In the past, when a child learns a craft from a teacher and entrusts the child to someone else, it is tantamount to handing over the child's life to the other party.

How the master teaches, beating, scolding, or punishing, you, as a parent, cannot interfere.

Moreover, apprentices are similar to sons. I raise their young ones and teach them skills, and in the future they will raise my old ones.The three festivals and two longevity visits are just the most basic rules and etiquette. " Zhang Junping said seriously.

"This..." Tian Shumei hesitated.

"Sister Tian, ​​you go back and think about it slowly, or you can ask the old man about the rules and ways of apprenticeship.

Wait until you think it over. "Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay! I'll go back and discuss it with my mother-in-law." Tian Shumei left with a heavy heart.

"Master, why did you say it so seriously? Did you say that because you didn't want to accept Huai Zhi as an apprentice?" Li Wenjuan asked in a gossiping voice.

"Is it serious? Let me tell you two, once you become a teacher, it will be the same for you if you die and flee to your fate.

If you don't do your homework well in the future, when you make mistakes, I will not only scold others, but I will not soften your heart just because you are a girl, Juanzi.

So, after thinking about it, do you still want to be a teacher. " Zhang Junping stared.

"Don't think about it, master, I've made a promise to you as a master, why don't you call me a master for such a long time?" Li Wenjuan said resolutely.

"It's for the sake of your master during this period of time that you are apprenticed to a teacher, can't you call it in vain?
If you don't intend to apprentice, do I have to call back? "Zhang Junping smiled and knocked Li Wenjuan's head off.

"What about you?" Zhang Junping looked at Xia Guoxiang again.

"Master, a teacher for one day and a father for life!" Xia Guoxiang said firmly.

"Okay, it's getting late, you guys go home quickly!
Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and you still have to visit relatives' homes to pay New Year's greetings, so I won't keep you for dinner. Zhang Junping waved his hands with a smile and drove the two away.

"Master, let's go then!"

"Let's go! Divide the candy in the basket and take it home for younger brothers and sisters to eat." Zhang Junping pointed to the candies in the basket and said with a smile.

"Thank you, master!" Li Wenjuan had long been greedy looking at the imported candies in the basket, but the master didn't let them eat and dared not do anything.

As soon as Zhang Junping said, Li Wenjuan immediately took a piece of fruit candy, pushed it into her mouth, and then shared the candy with Xia Guoxiang.

One piece for you, one piece for me, one piece for me, one piece for me, one piece for you.

Li Wenjuan's way of distributing candies almost made Xia Guoxiang cry. Most of the candy baskets were distributed to him, and less than a third was given to himself. But Li Wenjuan is a girl, and he is too embarrassed to care too much.

But, he also wants to eat candy!

Zhang Junping went up and knocked Li Wenjuan's brains out, "You still want to be a senior sister, and you bully your younger brother like this when you are a senior sister?"

"Master, I was wrong!
However, people like to eat it!And these candies look so pretty! "Li Wenjuan covered her head and said coquettishly.

Even though Li Wenjuan is already at work, she is actually a 17 years old girl.

Zhang Junping shook his head, turned around and opened the cupboard, using the cover of his body, took out two packs of candies from the space, and handed them to the two people, "I really can't help you! Here, one pack per person!"
I like to eat, but I can't eat too much, or I will grow rotten teeth, and you will cry sometimes. "

"Thank you Master, Master is the best!" Li Wenjuan happily took the candy and smiled sweetly at Zhang Junping.

When Tian Shumei came home, Mrs. Zhou was sitting on the kang pasting paper boxes.

Although Tian Shumei made a lot of money during this time.

However, pasting paper boxes has become Mrs. Zhou's daily habit, and if she doesn't do it for a day, she will feel uncomfortable all over.

Mrs. Zhou also understands that no matter how much money is spent, it will always be spent, so she still sits on the kang pasting paper boxes on the first day of the new year with the mentality that every penny she earns is a penny.

The two Huaizhi brothers also obediently helped.

Seeing Tian Shumei come back, Mrs. Zhou raised her head and asked, "Why does Pingzi need firewood?"

A person who has never made a fire or cook, suddenly borrowed firewood, and has since become a gossip.

"Pingzi's apprentice came to pay New Year's greetings, and he taught his apprentice!
Mom, what was the point of being a teacher in the past?I heard that learning crafts and apprenticeship in the past is different from apprenticeship in a factory now? "Tian Shumei asked in a low voice, leaning her body sideways, half of her buttocks on the kang.

"As a teacher in the past, your dad used to be an apprentice.

I learned carpentry from my master.

The furniture in our house was made by your father before. "Mrs. Zhou didn't understand why her daughter-in-law asked this, but she still spoke.

"If there is any difference between the present and the past, the difference is gone.

When worshiping a master in the factory, you usually help the master, serve tea and water for the master, and help the master when there is something at home, and the factory pays back the wages.

In the past, once you worshiped the master, it was considered as selling your life to the master.

Three years of learning art, two years of service.

In the past five years, you don't want to make a penny.

The master will take care of your food and drink. If you meet a conscientious master, he may give you two pocket money to buy a piece of clothing or something.

When meeting a black-hearted master, not only is the work in vain, but you can't learn many skills.

In the past, there was another saying of learning art from a teacher called stealing a teacher to learn art.

If you want to learn a craft, you can't wait for the master to teach you, you can learn it secretly. "Old people like to talk about ancient times the most, and once they start the chatterbox, they can't stop it.

Mrs. Zhou is like this.

"At that time, your father was like this, like a slave, he worked in the master's house for two years, and didn't learn any skills.

Seeing the sky is not helping the teacher's wife to look after the children, but also helping the teacher to carry water and chop firewood.

A little dissatisfied, either beating or scolding, or starving and not giving food. " Mrs. Zhou spoke vigorously, but she didn't realize that Tian Shumei was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Following Mrs. Zhou's words, Tian Shumei imagined that after her son became a teacher, he would be beaten or scolded every day, not given food, and huddled on the kang in thin clothes in winter, unable to sleep because of the cold.

The heart was pulled into a ball.

"Meizi, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?" Mrs. Zhou finally found out what was wrong with Tian Shumei.

Tian Shumei's brows were tightly furrowed, her face was pale, and the mattress was almost torn apart with both hands.

"Ah? It's okay, I'm okay, I just thought of something."

"Meizi, although you are my daughter-in-law, our mother and I have been living together all these years, and we are no different from our own mother.

If you have something to do, you must tell your mother. After all, your mother has experienced more than you.

Can help you with ideas. " Mrs. Zhou took Tian Shumei's hand and said worriedly.

"Mom, I'm fine, but I went to Pingzi's house just now and saw him teaching his apprentices, I thought that Pingzi is a man of great ability, so I wanted Huaizhi to worship him as a teacher.

In the end, Pingzi told me that he accepted apprentices according to the old etiquette, and he also fled to the death and was injured, and each had his own fate.

And what you said just now scared me.

Thanks for not being a teacher!
What if Huaizhi became a teacher, beat Huaizhi every day, and didn't give them food?How am I living! "Speaking of which, Tian Shumei still has lingering fears.

"Mom! Uncle Pingzi is a good person, so he won't deny us food! Even if we hit us, it's because we did something wrong. In school, if we made a mistake, the teacher would still beat us!" Zhou Wenhuai said loudly. .

"Hehe! You! You're so stupid, you can't see clearly like a child." Mrs. Zhou laughed.

"Mom, do you agree to let Huaizhi become an apprentice?" Tian Shumei was still a little worried.

"As you said, Pingzi is a man of great ability. If Huai Zhi has the fate to worship Pingzi as his teacher, then you and I don't have to worry about them anymore.

According to the old worship teacher, there are also benefits of the old worship teacher.

About this matter, you can ask Uncle Liu again, he is an old gentleman and knows more than us. " Mrs. Zhou looked forward to it.

After sending off the two apprentices, Zhang Junping suddenly found that he had nothing to do.

pay a New Year call?

At this point, Xu Shaomin, Director Zhang, and Director Zheng were not at home, and they all went out to visit the leaders to pay New Year's greetings.

Not to mention Xu Shaomin, he must have returned to his parents' house at this point.

As for going to his parents' house to pay New Year's greetings, he couldn't enter the compound where his parents lived.

The level of Xu Shaomin's parents is not very high, but the level of that compound is high.

By the way, Mrs. Yang hasn't paid New Year's greetings yet.

Zhang Junping rubbed his growling stomach, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't paid New Year's greetings to Mrs. Yang yet.

So, I took a bag of candy and went out.

"Pingzi, let's have dinner at home at noon! I've stewed fish, and I'll let your uncle Wang accompany you to drink some." Aunt Wang greeted Zhang Junping enthusiastically.

Brother Zhu, who heard the commotion, also came out and shouted: "Pingzi, come to my house and let your sister-in-law cook two dishes, and we two have a drink!"

Tian Shumei was more straightforward, and came out with a large bowl of stewed chicken with mushrooms, "Pingzi, what are you doing? I just finished stewing the chicken, and I'm about to send it to you."