When the children were laughing and saying that a piece of meat should not be left out, Zhu Bamei did not blame them and said, "I'm just giving an example. Since you know that a piece of meat should not be left out, the word is the same, and a stroke should not be left out."

Some people want to say that it’s okay to lose a word, and it won’t be eaten anyway.

Zhu Bamei replied directly: "When eating less meat, you won't starve to death. But the characters are different. If everyone writes less and the strokes are different, then it will be troublesome. I have to teach a few words of this word. You have to learn all the looks to know that this word is this... So, you should not think about being lazy. Only a lot of strokes are the most labor-saving."

After she said this, the children could not refute it.

That's right, everyone has one stroke less. With so many strokes of that word, how many looks they have to learn to learn this word?

Think about it, it’s still a lot of strokes and one word saves effort, just one word is enough.

Although Zhu Bamei has no experience as a husband, she has taught other people in the family and has also brought great treasures, second treasures, three treasures, and four treasures. This has some experience in teaching others to recognize words.

Not to mention, even in the first class, it still looks a bit.

Ye Yuran was worried and eavesdropped outside for a while, and found that there was no problem and was very pleased.

——I didn’t expect that this little girl will be able to be a gentleman when she grew up.

While she was eavesdropping here, she also met Li Zheng and the patriarch who were looking at the situation in front.

They didn't expect that it was not Aunt Zhu who was teaching in it, but Zhu Bamei.

But when they "peeked" at the scene of class inside, it seemed that they were not as bad as they thought. There was one thing they were a little worried: "Miss Zhu, this seems to be different from the class outside..."

Even though it was just an enlightenment class, they went to the town's school to see the situation.

The school runs the tables and chairs neatly. The teacher holds the books on it and the students listen to it. Only the teacher's voice is quiet. But here, although the students are also learning, they are also playing.

When the husband spoke, everyone spoke. It was so noisy, how could he look like going to school?

Ye Yuran asked them to whisper and go outside to speak a little.

Lin Simei gave her third sister a look and took the initiative to come over to help Ye Yuran push the wheelchair.

When he arrived next to him, Ye Yuran asked Li Zheng, the patriarch: "What should I think of school in your opinion?"

Li Zheng, the patriarch talked about his appearance outside.

Ye Yuran smiled: "You are watching the adult version, right? Those who can sit there quietly and teach classes are basically older children, and they have been to school for several years. The kind of child who just entered school is at a lively and active age. If you let him sit there all the time, how can he sit there?"

"But don't you teach me this way?"

Ye Yuran shook his head: "I don't know how other teachers teach, but that's what I teach anyway. When I teach my family's seventh, big treasure, and second treasure, I never asked them to sit in a seat and stay motionless. Their task is to learn everything I teach, rather than sit there and not move. Besides, this is the first day of school, and children always have to adapt. They are used to being wild outside all day, so I suddenly asked them to sit there motionlessly and sit for such a long time, so they will definitely not be able to stand it."

"You have experience in this kind of thing, so you must know more than us. Since you have said that, then do what you said." Li Zheng, the patriarch took a step back.

Just think about it, Aunt Zhu and the others are not serious men, and it is not surprising that they are not serious men like their men.

Anyway, if you don’t charge money, you can help with your children. Maybe you can learn something, so let them "play" first.

Finally learning to write his own name, Zhu Gouwa was very proud and ran home to show off to his family as soon as he got out of school.

"Dad, mom, I can write my own name!"

He smiled happily and insisted on writing to them with a stick.

How could his parents understand? Anyway, they were happy to see him finishing it with a stick.

"It's good, you'll write a name too."

Zhu Gouwa was a little guilty because he found that the word "小" seemed to be written incorrectly, but he couldn't remember the correct way of writing it.

——Fortunately, his parents are illiterate, otherwise they will be in trouble!

Zhu Dapang also came home to show off like him. Almost every child who returned from the enlightenment class had to show off.

However, compared to boys, there are very few girls who can receive praise.

Even if the girl writes better than the boys, her parents praise the boys: "Oh, my family has also produced a child who can study, and her ancestors are smoking."

It was as happy as if this child was about to be admitted to the imperial examination and become a high-ranking official, so that they could enjoy a peaceful life.

"Baby, it depends on you whether your mother can become an official wife. You have to work hard and study with the scholar. They passed the exam in less than a few years. If you study for a few more years, you will have to come back from a scholar..." Some parents were overjoyed and set great goals for this child who had just learned to write their names.

If parents dare to think, their children dare to respond, and they agree: "Oh, mom, don't worry, I will definitely take the exam for scholars in the future and become a high-ranking official, so that you can eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and buy a maid to serve you."

Only those who are girls stand by the side in disappointment without anyone paying attention.

"You are just a girl. You can't study for someone else's family. You can't take the imperial examination. OK, okay, just let you go and play for a few days. Come back to pick some vegetables and make dinner."

She put down the cards in disappointment and took the basket to the vegetable field.

In the field, I met a girl next door who had just returned from school with her.

"You're here to pick vegetables, too."

"Um."

The girl saw that she was unhappy and looked up at her several times: "What's wrong with you? Have you been scolded by your mother again?"

"Yeah!" she said dullly, "I'm obviously better than my brother, but my mother knew to praise my brother and even called me a girl movie. Even if I learn it, I will be someone else's in the future."

The girl next door was stunned for a moment and said for a while: "So too of my mother."

I was going there happily, but in return, the girls lost interest in studying.

At first I didn't understand, but within a few days Ye Yuran discovered that there were fewer girls coming to the classroom.

"Who didn't come today?" Ye Yuran found out the named list, "Have you asked for leave from you?"

"No, mom, I just didn't come." Today's class was taught by Zhu Bamei, so she naturally knew who didn't come, and said, "I asked, Zhu Hui is not Zhu Mulan's younger brother. He said that his sister didn't want to come, and his parents persuaded him, it's useless. Mom, do you think it's true? I don't think it's necessary that Zhu Mulan doesn't want to come, maybe her parents don't let her."
Chapter completed!