Wentang

Chapter 25 Four Words

Children's minds are not that complicated. As soon as they heard Yue Shan say that they would be taught to read and write, they immediately believed them and ran to him.

These children were dirty and dark, and their clothes were shabby, but they were much better than Yue Shui'er back then.

Well, Yue Shui'er was dressed like a beggar back then, the worst kind.

Yue Shan counted a total of eleven children, the older one was seven or eight years old, and the younger one was only four or five years old.

"Don't crowd, line up according to height." Yue Shan gave the first order habitually.

Then he found that this group of children was even more chaotic.Who is higher and who is lower?In front of the high station or in front of the low station?What about the same height?
Yue Shan was dumbfounded, and quickly revised the order: "It's alright, alright, just stand like this and don't move around."

This is much simpler, and the group of children stopped and looked at him quietly.Well, there were a few short children who were squeezed to the back trying to stand on tiptoe.

Yue Shan shook his head, personally directing the short ones to stand in front and the tall ones to stand behind.After another commotion, the queuing problem was finally resolved.

At this time, Yue Shan finally realized the hard work of the kindergarten teacher and the first and second grade teachers in his previous life.Taking care of a group of little Doudings who don't understand anything is exhausting.

"Tell me what your names are?" As soon as the words finished, Yue Shan saw that the group of children were eager to try and were scrambling for the first place, Yue Shan immediately added another sentence: "Come one by one, you go first."

He first refers to a boy who is seven or eight years old, and refers to girls or those who are too young, for fear that they will be too timid to answer.

"My name is Feng Yi." Feng Yi introduced himself, but he didn't forget to give a five or six-year-old child beside him: "This is my sister named girl."

Is this mud monkey a girl?Yue Shan looked at the child beside Feng Yi, but he couldn't see a girl at all.

The names of Feng Yi and his sister are also very characteristic of the times.In all likelihood, he is the boss of this generation, so he is called Feng Yi. Like the previous Yue Shui'er, his younger sister has no name at all, and the girl just calls it casually.

Yue Shan nodded and pointed to the next child.

"I'm Chen Zhong." The child said naively.

Yue Shan looked at him in surprise, this child actually has a name?Among a group of cats and dogs, a relatively normal name suddenly appeared, which was as dazzling as a firefly in the dark night.

"Who took your name? Do you know which Zhong?"

Chen Zhong scratched his head: "I don't know. My father took my name. He said I was the second child, so I was called Chen Zhong."

In this way, Yue Shan will know which Zhong it is.

Bozhongshuji, a way of ranking brothers in ancient times.The eldest is uncle, the second is Zhong, the third is uncle, and the fourth is Ji.

Few people use a single brother, uncle, and uncle as their names, and usually add another word.For example, Sun Ce, Sun Bofu, Sun Quan and Sun Zhongmou.

Such words alone after the surname are generally nicknames for oral addressing.

For example, Liu Bang Pai is also called Liu Ji, which means Liu Laosi.

Chen Zhong's name translates to Chen Laoer, no different from Feng Yi.

I don't know what his father thought, but he actually named his son this name.I guess I think Zhong Bier sounds better.

Yue Shan asked one by one, and found that the names of these children were either a certain two three four, or a certain melon, a certain fruit, a certain farm tool.Most of the girls' names are girls, and those named Caoerguoer stand out from the crowd.

Sure enough, it is full of the characteristics of the times.

He didn't mean to discriminate against these children, and his own Yue Shanzi was not much better than others.

After asking his name, Yue Shan started teaching.He asked everyone to find a branch as a pen before he said:
"Today I will teach you how to write your own surname first."

Under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of eyes, Yue Shan wrote the word "Yue" on the ground with a branch.

There are many ways to write Yue characters, and the familiar traditional character structure of Shangshanxiayu is neither the earliest nor the most popular.

The structure of going up the mountain and going to prison began with the inscriptions in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and it was also widely used in the inscriptions in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. The word "Yue" is still used for writing in normal times.

Yue Shan wrote the word stroke by stroke, and then asked the child surnamed Yue to write it alone.

The little hands that are usually very nimble at work have become clumsy at this time.Whether horizontal, vertical, straight, crooked, twisted, or eight, you can't tell if it's a word.

In layman's terms, it's the same as scratching chicken paws.

The faces of the children were flushed with embarrassment, and they lowered their heads and dared not look at Yue Shan as if they had made a big mistake.

"Hehe...it's okay, it's always like this when you write for the first time. Shui'er's first time writing is not as good as yours." Yue Shan was not in a hurry, and comforted him kindly.

It's just that Yue Shui'er, who was betrayed, could hang a water bottle with her pouting lips.

His reassurance had a great effect, the child relaxed a lot, but he still didn't dare to raise his head.

Yue Shan patiently taught, and it didn't take long for a child named Yue Gouzi to master the writing method.Although the characters are still crooked, there are no mistakes in the writing order of strokes and strokes, and the overall appearance can clearly recognize the characters.

Yue Shan praised him fiercely, turning Yue Gouzi's proud head almost at a 45-degree angle to the sky.

After that, Yue Shan asked him to be responsible for teaching these children, and he continued to teach other children.

Feng Yue Yang Chen, it took him more than an hour to teach all the children the four words, and Yue Shan himself was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

He finally understood why in his previous life there were parents who could help their children with sudden heart attacks. This is really teaching with life.

Fortunately, these children have a good attitude and are very active in their studies.Even four or five-year-old children are holding branches and following their elder brothers and sisters to gesture hard.

This is the most gratifying place for Yue Shan.

Think about those students who lived in the new century in the previous life, sitting in spacious and bright classrooms, wearing trendy clothes, eating delicious meals, using the best books and stationery...but the students who did not study well all day long, the group of poor students in front of them Whatever the child looks at is pleasing to the eye.

Although these children are poor and ignorant, they are full of yearning and awe for knowledge.

What modern people lack is awe.

When these children were able to write their surnames proficiently, it was nearly dusk, and the adults went home one after another.Yue Shan is ready to go home.

He clapped his hands to attract the attention of all the children before saying, "Tomorrow I will still be here to read and write. Anyone who wants to continue learning to write with me can come over."

"Oh!" The children cheered when they heard that they could continue learning.

Feng Yi was the fastest learner, not only learned to write his own surname, but also learned to write one.

As the first person among the friends who can write his own name, he is very excited and very proud.

When I brought my younger sister home, the first thing I did when I saw my parents was to shout excitedly: "Dad, mother, I can write my own name now."

Feng Yi's father, Feng Luokung, was taken aback for a moment, and then said impatiently: "Get out, don't disturb labor and management's rest."

Obviously, he didn't believe his son's words.

"Father, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, I will write it for you." Feng Yi was not discouraged, and picked up a small wooden stick to write on the ground.

His younger sister Feng Yatou saw her brother writing, so she started to write too.

It's a pity that Feng Luokung was tired all day and really didn't want to move, and he didn't believe his son's words, so he was already lying on the bed.

"Ah!" He who had just fallen asleep was suddenly awakened by a scream.

This prodigal girl, he just wanted to curse when he opened his mouth.However, before he could speak, he heard his wife's joyful voice again: "My son can really write, my son can really write."

(End of this chapter)