Shen Xiuzhu didn't carry a schoolbag, his grandfather sent him to school, Zhou Xuejun was carrying a water glass, the grandfather and grandson went to school slowly, along the way, there were three-wheeled motorcycles, human-powered tricycles, Phoenix brand bicycles and the like in the middle of the road, which were rarely seen A car.
On the way, Shen Xiuzhu pointed to the bicycle with a basket in front of it, "Grandpa, look, it looks like this..." Zhou Xuejun
didn't travel much, so he didn't need a bicycle, so he really didn't plan to buy one at home. No, the children are all 15 At the age of 10, there are already many students of the same age who go home by bicycle after school, so when grandpa said that he would buy a bicycle for him, he was very interested.
Zhou Xuejun: "Okay, then buy something like this."
There is a snack bar opposite the gate of the County No. 1 Middle School, and it is selling breakfast at 8 o'clock in the morning. The students queued up, so Zhou Xuejun quickly bought 2 noodles.
Spread the batter into cakes, extravagant people will add an egg, spread some pickled mustard, and finally sprinkle some chopped green onions, and pass the delicious noodles to his grandson. Classmates eat, thank you for helping you yesterday, you know?"
"Yeah!" Shen Xiuzhu took it and nodded obediently.
There is a Golden House bookstore near the school. The first floor sells some books and stationery, and the second floor is a library. Zhou Xuejun often comes to buy books, paper and pens. Shen Xiuzhu nodded and headed towards the school gate with the pancake in his hand.
A 1.65 meter young boy with fluffy and soft hair, wearing a white shirt, blue and black trousers, and white pull-back cloth shoes on his feet. The more he raises the child, the closer he becomes. Zhou Xuejun really treats him like his grandson, and he is willing to give him anything good purchase.
He is not an artist who values profit at all. Money is something that you don’t bring with you when you die. He also has no idea of saving money for his grandson to marry a wife. When the child grows up, he will earn it himself. His current Financial resources and energy will only be used to cultivate Shen Xiuzhu.
In the 1980s, there were less than 100 households with ten thousand yuan in the whole country. What about now? In the era of 'money makes money', only what is learned in the belly is the real wealth, and the money is withheld and reluctant to spend. When the children grow up, they will spend all their money.
"Why are these hundreds of thousands of dollars saved and saved for you when you grow up?" He didn't say such nonsense, he only told his children: study hard, and only when you have the ability can you live the life you want to live in the future.
Being raised beside such a transparent old man, Shen Xiuzhu didn't smell like money at all. Even though he was always looked down upon because of his grades when he was a student, he was open and forthright at a young age. He obeyed discipline and listened carefully even if he didn't understand. He performed exactly the same as a good student in class, but he failed in the exam, but he accepted his weakness, worked hard, and was affirmed by adults.
Maybe it's because he pretended to be a fool since he was a child and became really stupid. Shen Xiuzhu is a bit wise and foolish. His head teacher is a young man who is very hands-off in education. He feels that even though the student's test scores are not high, he admires Shen Xiuzhu very much. Why?
Because children at this age already have very serious self-esteem, and a little harsh words will hurt them, but teachers and parents still have to educate them, who will be responsible for the rest of their life if they don’t teach children to take detours?
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