The black-hearted lady brought space to the countryside(2)

Chapter 304: This thought of heaven, this thought of people,

Actually, today, we are off topic. We started talking about learning to recognize characters, but ended up talking about something else. However, the effect is obviously good.

In order to show his importance, Liu Weimin specially cleared a large room in the village office to serve as a classroom for them.

Liujiatun is so small, and the children have no basic knowledge. It is not realistic to say that they should be divided into classes, so they can only be raised together.

So, Mingzhu began her own enlightenment career.

No matter how unwilling the other educated youths were, they dared not go against the wind at this time. Moreover, Mingzhu had Lin Dongfang, who was protecting his wife, by her side. He could only watch helplessly, and naturally he was envious and jealous.

Soon, the land also ushered in the next longest job - weeding.

In the morning, the adults went to work, and the children of all ages went to the village office. Mingzhu picked the commonly used characters and taught a few a day. These books were rare things, not to mention notebooks and pens.

It was a blackboard, and it was also a board that was found in advance. Mingzhu was holding a burnt charcoal and writing on it to teach the children. On the first day, it was fresh. The children listened very seriously and read the few words they were taught loudly. When the work was over, the work here was also disbanded. They all ran home happily. They felt a sense of accomplishment and wanted to show off to their families.

The few words learned today were not difficult. They were all entry-level. Jian Xin knew them all, but she also liked the atmosphere of learning with her friends. Seeing Jian Jian happily learning from her, she was obediently drawing on the ground with a branch when she got home.

In the previous life, it was said that one should not learn to write too young, otherwise the bones would be soft. Jian Jian had only let the children recognize and read. Now her writing was quite fresh. She wrote and crossed, crossed and wrote.

After looking for a long time, Jian Jian realized that there was no book, no notebook or anything.

"You guys write on the ground?"

"Yes, yes. You don't have to go in the afternoon. I can write at home. Sister Zhuzhu will check it tomorrow."

Hearing this, she sighed. It was really hard, in every detail of life.

After thinking about it, she simply found a flat wooden box and filled it with sand.

"The ground is hard, write here."

The girl tried it. The sand was soft, so it was much easier to write. The handwriting disappeared with a light sweep.

"Sister, this is fun."

Jian Jian pulled the corner of her mouth. It was not her original creation, but the most primitive sandbox.

"This box does not need to be too thick, just enough for writing.

Look, put a lid on it and cover it when not in use.

Then, install a strip that can slide at the sealing position here, cover it, you see, it is stuck like this, and you don't have to worry about sand spilling out when holding it.

After writing, slide it like this, and it will be flat?"

"Would you try it?"

Jian Xin took a stick to test it.

"Yeah, it's really fun, haha, it's convenient to write now."

Jian Jian didn't need to say anything, she took the initiative to ask,

"Sister, I'll go find Uncle Guangming and ask him to help."

"Go ahead, go ahead, take some of the chestnuts I fried yesterday to Xiaohua."

"Okay."

Jian Jian also prepared a lot of other school supplies, but since she was already with the children, Jian Jian didn't plan to make special arrangements for her, at least, on the surface.

Life here will last at least another ten years. The environment is here. Jian Xin can't live in an ivory tower forever. She also needs to experience real life and know the ups and downs of life. That's more practical.

As for other things, the private cooking of her own children must not be interrupted.

When Jian Jian finished cooking, the little girl ran back happily, with beads of sweat on her face.

"Uncle Guangming said he would do it in a while. Third Grandpa said he would watch it. I'll go after dinner."

Jian Jian washed the child's face.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Uncle Guangming has done it and it can't run away."

Jian Xin sat down and shoveled rice into her mouth in a hurry.

"I want to be the first to see it. Can you make one for Sister Zhuzhu, a big one?"

"Then, ask Uncle Guangming.

Also, Uncle Guangming is doing this to help, but he has to be paid. He can't Let people help you make things for free, you know? "

Jian Xin paused, then nodded heavily,

"Then can I take my delicious food?"

This thing doesn't use much wood, and there is no technical content except for the buckle of the seal. If there is too much, people can't accept it.

"Okay, you can take whatever you think is appropriate."

Jian Jian will not take everything that the child can come into contact with. She wants the child to come into contact with the real society, just like this kind of human relations and equal exchange. As long as the difference is not too outrageous, Jian Jian will give affirmation.

Anyway, the more contact, the child will judge by herself. She will have the most real impression and evaluation of the world. These, words, can't be passed on.

Jian Xin's eyes lit up, and she was obviously very happy to be affirmed.

"Yeah,"

Even the speed of eating was faster. He put down the bowl and took two snacks and ran out. Jian Jian didn't care. The child looked young, but he had lived with Sheng Zhiyuan for three or four years and experienced chaotic days. Naturally, he was not stupid and knew everything.

After packing up, Jian Xin went to work slowly when it was time. Jian Xin happily went to Liu's house again.

Liu Guangming thought it was novel, but he had never seen it before. However, this thing had indeed existed for a long time. It was not complicated and simple, just a box with a lid.

Liu Sanye was not surprised when he saw it. He just looked at the lid over and over again. It was probably because he had never seen a sandbox with a lid. However, he knew it was for children to prevent them from spilling it.

"Well, it's good. It's just right for now. Let's make some for Hu Zi and Xiao Hua. The kids are willing to learn. This thing doesn't cost money. Don't be stingy."

In fact, Liu Guangming was scolded before he said anything. He felt very wronged.

"Dad, I'm your dad too. How can I be reluctant to give up this little thing?"

"Hmph, hurry up. It's time to go to work soon."

Jian Xin came into the yard with her snacks and saw a ready-made one on the side. She immediately stuffed the thing into Liu Sanye's arms and squatted down.

"Sister Xiaohua, let's go fill it with sand. It's fun!"

They usually play with this thing. In the morning, they said to write on the ground, but these children didn't think about it. They just understood it at once. The sand is not new, but the writing they just learned in the morning is fresh now.

After filling the sand, they started writing and drawing, and then smoothed it out. Several children happily showed off to the adults, "This one reads '天', this one reads '人',"

Besides anything else, the parents were naturally happy that their children could also read.