Chapter 3490 Mr. Zhuang 5
Who would be willing to work hard to open a school when they can just teach students and make money? Mr. Zhuang agreed immediately, packed his bags and took his wife back to Luojiang County.
Zhuang Dalang hadn't expected his father to work as a teacher in such a remote place as Qili Village. He thought it was too hard, so he offered some advice, "We're not really short of money right now, so even if the wages in the county town are lower, it doesn't matter. I can already support the family, so why go to such a remote place?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "It's not very far. It only takes less than two hours to get to the county town. And since Mr. Bai has chosen to settle down there, it must have some good things to offer."
Zhuang Dalang, "That's too hard."
Mr. Zhuang didn't think it was hard. "It's just teaching one student, how can it be hard?"
Seeing his father so insistent, Zhuang Dalang had no choice but to give up and stop trying to persuade them. However, he was still worried and would visit them every once in a while and bring them some meat, fearing that they didn't even have meat to eat in the countryside.
After going there several times, I found that the Bai family was very courteous to Mr. Zhuang. Among other things, they would send a piece of meat to Mr. Zhuang and his wife every day. In addition, the scenery of Qili Village was beautiful, and he was only teaching one student, so his life was more comfortable than before.
Zhuang Dalang rarely went there again after seeing his parents. He was busy and it was enough for him to know that his parents were living well.
Bai Zhi was a very good student. He was smart, self-disciplined and goal-oriented. It was not difficult for Mr. Zhuang to teach him. After teaching him for a short time, Mr. Zhuang felt that Bai Zhi was more suitable to go to a better school, such as a county school or a prefectural school.
Although Mr. Bai was a country gentleman, he had only settled in Mianzhou since his father's generation. He was still young and had no way to enter the provincial and county schools.
In the end, it was Mr. Zhuang who helped out and asked a few friends to get in touch with the county school instructor in Mianzhou, so that Bai Dalang could study there.
After Bai Dalang was sent away, only a few children from farming families came to the school. Their tuition was very little, and the Bai family basically paid the lion's share of the money for Mr. Zhuang.
When Mr. Zhuang was hesitating whether to continue teaching in Qili Village, Mr. Bai directly stuffed his young second son into the school.
He said with a smile: "This child can also be enlightened. Please take more care of him, sir."
Mr. Zhuang looked down at the round-headed, bewildered Bai Erlang and couldn't help but smile, "Second Young Master is still young. I'm afraid he can't sit still if he's already starting enlightenment at such a young age."
"It's okay. If he can't sit still, just beat him. He's just too restless. That's why I wanted to teach him early. If he can't learn in one year, then he can learn for two or three years. If he's not very smart, then he can learn two years earlier than others."
Mr. Zhuang had a hunch that this was not a good idea, but after seeing that Mr. Bai was going to roll up his sleeves and beat up his son if he didn't accept it, Mr. Zhuang nodded and agreed.
So Bai Jilang was sent to school, and because he was smaller and shorter than others, he sat in the first row.
He didn't like reading, and his parents taught him to recite poems at home. He was happy to follow them at first, but later they always asked him, and sometimes he could remember them, and sometimes he couldn't.
When he could remember, they praised him happily, but when he couldn't, they were mean to him. So no matter whether Bai Erlang could remember or not, he was unwilling to tell them.
Humph, as long as he doesn't say it, they can forget about being happy or angry.
Bai Erlang didn't listen to the class very seriously. He thought he was the youngest student. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhuang's wife passed away after only two months of class. Mr. Zhuang was sad for a few days and then came back to teach. He hired a woman from the village to cook. Then, during the class, a child slowly moved to the door with the help of the wall, lay down and climbed over the threshold, and then looked up at them with his little face.
Sitting in the first row, facing the door, Bai Erlang said: ...
Even smaller than him.
Mr. Zhuang was also surprised and had to put down his book, pick up the child, and go out to find Xiao Qian who was cooking.
He was a little angry. How could he not even watch over his child? There was a river not far from the school. What if the child rolled into the river...
Mr. Zhuang's anger subsided when he saw Xiao Qian bending over to chop firewood, and he gently returned the child to her.
After that, the child often crawled into the classroom. She didn't make a fuss, but sat on the doorstep, looking up at Mr. Zhuang with curiosity in her eyes. I don't know if she could understand what they said.
Mr. Zhuang liked this little girl very much, and Bai Erlang didn't dislike her either. After all, she was the friend who was most similar in size to him.
But soon, his idea disappeared, because she quickly learned to speak, and the first word she called was "Sir", which she followed them.
After that, her language ability improved rapidly. She went from speaking word by word to speaking two words at a time, and finally she could read four words at a time like them.
Mr. Zhuang was not surprised by how quickly she spoke. It was normal for children to learn to speak quickly, but it was abnormal for her to recite the Thousand Character Classic.
This child has an excellent memory and is extremely smart.
Mr. Zhuang was delighted. It was the first time he had seen such a smart child. Who wouldn't like him?
He was wavering, wavering. Because of Zhou Man's appearance, the sadness in his heart caused by his wife leaving him was much less.
He had been wavering, but finally, under the temptation of Zhou Man's growing age and intelligence, he couldn't help but accept her as his disciple.
Disciples and students are different.
When Mr. Zhuang took the teacup offered by Zhou Man, the hesitation and uneasiness in his heart disappeared in an instant. He thought, forget it, he is already at this age, and he can see the end of his life. What else is there to be afraid of?
Zhou Man is still young. If he doesn't teach her, her life will come to an end at a glance. She is so smart, how can he bear to let her precious daughter be buried in the dust and waste her life like this?
Although studying will bring her greater and more adversities in the future, and her intelligence will make her very painful, but... she is clear-headed. She will at least have more choices. There may be more pain, but there will also be more happiness.
For example, when he looks back on the past, he never regrets studying. Although he has encountered many setbacks in his life, he does not regret going to Yizhou to study, nor does he regret going to the capital...
Although his future was cut short, he would not deny his experience in Longzhou.
Although it is painful, it makes him clear-headed. Reading will give him the capital to think and choose his future path.
Even if he has lived a mediocre life and made no achievements, it is only because of his lack of ability and bad luck, but he has a clear mind.
Mr. Zhuang wanted to give this smart and sensible child more choices, so that she would know that she was born as a human being and what kind of character and life a human being should have.
Mr. Zhuang exhaled, raised his lips and drank the tea Zhou Man offered him. He smiled and patted her head, admonishing her, "Study hard in the future and don't let this opportunity to study go to waste."
Manbao raised his little head and nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, sir, I will study hard."
(End of this chapter)
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