"Son, it's time to get up."
Early in the morning, Du Chen's mother served breakfast to the father and son while one went to work and the other went to school. After cleaning the house, she saw that it was already half past eight, so she went to the big house to call Du Chen who was still lying in bed.
"Yeah, okay, Mom."
Du Chen's breakfast is simple, just an egg and a bowl of porridge, which is enough to fill him up.
Wiping his mouth contentedly, Du Chen began to pace around the room. In his previous life, he'd been too busy to eat properly, or he'd just collapse after eating. This had led to obesity and stomach problems. Now that he had a chance to start over, he had to take good care of himself and his family.
"Son, come here, mommy will teach you how to read, okay?"
"Okay, Mom, what is literacy?"
"Learning to read means your mother teaches you to recognize words. After you learn to read, you can read books and stories by yourself, and you can do many, many things."
"That's great, Mom. Then you can teach me how to read."
Du Chen's mother took out Du Bin's original textbook and prepared to teach Du Chen to recognize numbers first. Numbers are relatively simple, but as for pinyin, Du Chen's mother felt that it was still too early for a four-year-old child.
Thus, one diligently taught, the other diligently acted, a picture of loving mother and filial son. With their collaborative efforts, time flew by, and soon it was time to prepare lunch. While Du Chen's mother prepared to make lunch, he turned on the radio perched on the top of the cabinet. It was his only source of information from the outside world.
After a nap in the afternoon and some play time, Du Chen's mom started pointing at numbers and asking Du Chen questions. Du Chen had to pretend to answer. But Du Chen's mom was much more surprised. She hadn't forgotten any of the numbers she had taught her that morning and could say them all accurately. Although it was only from one to nine, it was still a pleasant surprise.
In the evening, Du Chen's mom and dad said, "Husband, come over and take a look. Our son is so smart. Come and show him to daddy. What is this?"
Du Chen's brother Du Bin tutted as he watched from the side.
"Binbin, what are you complaining about? You weren't as smart as your brother when you were little. And have you finished your homework? Go and do it now."
Du Chen's mother was unhappy. You little bastard are negating the results of my education for the whole day.
Du Bin glanced at his mother and didn't dare to say anything. He obediently went to the cabin to do his homework.
After showing it in front of his father for a long time, Du Chen's mother was satisfied.
"His father, look how smart our son is! I never thought that after I taught him all morning, he would still remember it by the evening. It's fine if he doesn't go to daycare. He'll just play there anyway. It's better for me to teach him something at home."
"Well, the second child has a good memory. You can teach him something when you have nothing to do every day. I hope our Du family can also produce a college student. The eldest child is too fond of playing. I will have to settle accounts with him one day. He is about to enter junior high school, but he still plays all day long."
Every day after that, Du Chen's mother would take some time out to recite poems with Du Chen, learn numbers, and later learn pinyin. Du Chen never refused and would learn as long as you teach him.
Du Chen's mother became happier and happier as she taught him, and she kept sighing that her child was smart and clever. In this way, the days passed slowly one by one, and occasionally his parents would ask Du Chen if he wanted to go to kindergarten. After all, going there would allow him to meet more people, which would be more helpful for his growth.
Du Chen would regularly engage in a battle of wits and courage with his parents, hoping to dissuade them from sending him to daycare. However, at Du Chen's insistence, his parents finally stopped talking about it after a few times. In those days, outside of major cities, not many children attended daycare.
The nurseries at that time were really different from the kindergartens today. They were just places to take care of children and did not have any teaching tasks. Before actually starting the first grade, there was a preschool class, which was equivalent to the current kindergarten class. You only needed to attend the preschool class to go directly to the first grade.
Moreover, most families have two or three children, and only children are rare. Sending children to a nursery for a year is a considerable expense. Furthermore, in those days, most men worked to earn money, while women stayed at home to take care of the children and do the housework.
So it was very normal not to go to kindergarten in that era. Most children just went to preschool and then went directly to first grade.
Du Chen just muddled through his days like this, and gradually became a typical child from other families: smart, polite, studious, obedient and not naughty.
Du Chen went through preschool, first grade, and is now in second grade, proudly joining the Young Pioneers. Du Chen has a plan for his student life. As a reborn person, although he doesn't have a golden finger or the goal of becoming the richest man, he can't be exactly like his previous life.
Du Chen's current goal is to skip grades if conditions permit in the next few years. Although adults always miss their student days, few adults can accept the idea of having to go through elementary school, junior high school and high school all over again.
The second is that Du Chen wants to contribute articles, of course, to write diaries or essays, and submit them to some student journals to earn some pocket money.
As for the third goal, it is the repair shop of his father's current unit's fleet. His father is a former automobile soldier and is now in charge of the repair shop of the unit's fleet. He is thinking about how to let his father contract this repair shop. In that way, the family's financial conditions will improve immediately.
You know, many of the first people to get rich in China opened repair shops. At that time, there were few repairmen, the price of spare parts was clear, and it was a pure seller's market.
You know, later Du Chen also opened a modification shop. He chatted with many older brothers and listened to their bragging, but what is certain is that most of the people who opened repair shops first made a fortune.
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