Chapter 301: Extra 17 (Little Moon's Chronicles)
"Spring sleep does not know the dawn"
"Spring sleep does not know the dawn"
“You can hear birds singing everywhere”
“You can hear birds singing everywhere”
"The sound of wind and rain at night"
"The sound of wind and rain at night"
"How Many Flowers Have Fallen"
"How Many Flowers Have Fallen"
Father Yan said something, and Xiaoyue said something, and the grandfather and grandson looked extremely harmonious.
Wang Shan sat on the sofa, looking at Xiaoyueliang who was very proud after reciting the poem, and said with a smile: "Don't need Grandpa's prompting, Xiaoyueliang, recite it by yourself."
Little Moon raised her head high, and her round belly also puffed up, and she recited loudly: "I slept through the spring without knowing the dawn... I wonder how many flowers have fallen."
After reciting, he looked at everyone expectantly.
Yan's father and mother understood what he meant, and they immediately applauded and praised him: "Xiaoyue is great, you didn't make a single mistake in reciting a word."
Little Moon was so proud that she raised her chin even higher.
"Then do you know what the name of this poem is? Who is the author?" Wang Shan asked her.
Little Moon looked confused and looked at Father Yan: "Grandpa."
Father Yan immediately explained to his granddaughter: "Spring Dawn was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran."
Little Moon replied, "Spring Dawn, by the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran."
Wang Shan looked at her daughter who was full of pride and discussed with her: "Then how about we recite this poem again, adding its name and author?"
Little Yueliang was a little unhappy. She had already recited it once, so why did she have to recite it again?
She pouted and said nothing.
Yan's father and mother looked at the expression on Wang Shan's face and did not dare to speak for their granddaughter.
Wang Shan couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand. Xiaoyueliang was good in every way except that she was a little lazy.
"Then let's learn to write our names."
Little Moon nodded reluctantly.
Wang Shan called her to her side and taught her to write "Yan" on the writing board.
"The left side is Yan, the right side is Ye, and together they make Yan."
"I know, it's the color Yan." Little Moon interrupted.
"Yes, Yan means color. Yan is your surname, and Wangshu is your given name." Wang Shan explained as she wrote the three characters "Yan Wangshu" on the writing board. "You must learn to write your own name before entering the first grade."
"ah……"
Little Moon was about to cry when she saw the three words on the writing board.
There are so many strokes!
It’s so difficult to write!
Little Moon held the pen and looked at her mother with tears in her eyes, "Mom, do I really have to learn it?"
Wang Shan nodded and said, "Little Moon, don't be afraid of difficulties. We will learn slowly. Today we only need to learn the character '颜'."
Little Moon looked at her grandparents with tears in her eyes.
Yan's father and mother could only turn their heads away and not look at her.
Little Moon looked at her mother's serious expression and could only draw on the notebook according to the words on the writing board.
There was only one huge character "颜" written on a piece of paper, and there was a two-finger-wide gap between "彦" and "页".
After Little Yueyue finished writing, she looked at her mother carefully.
Wang Shan couldn't lie and praise her for her good writing, so she just nodded and said, "Let's write it two more times."
Little Yueyue paused for a moment, then burst into tears with a "wow".
Yan's father and mother quickly got up to comfort him.
Wang Shan looked at the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren huddled together and could only shake her head.
Let’s hire a teacher tomorrow. Professional matters should be left to professionals.
The teacher was invited over very quickly. She was a female teacher in her forties, her surname was He. She taught a large class in the kindergarten. She looked very kind and was said to be very patient with children.
Wang Shan was a little curious, so she came out of the studio to watch the teacher teaching Xiao Yueliang.
Teacher He first greeted Xiaoyueliang warmly, then squatted down and asked her name.
"My name is Xiaoyueliang. Xiaoyueliang is my nickname. My real name is Yan Wangshu." Xiaoyueliang answered loudly.
"Hello, little Yan Wangshu." Teacher He extended her hand to her.
Little Moon also happily shook the teacher's hand, "Hello, Teacher He."
After saying that, she even shook hands twice, imitating the adults.
“Can you write your own name?”
Little Moon shook her head. "It's too difficult to write."
"It's okay, we'll take it slow." Teacher He gently touched her head.
Then we tested some basic knowledge that Xiaoyueliang should master at this age, such as addition and subtraction within ten, English letters and simple English words, literacy, reciting ancient poems and describing pictures.
Teacher He found that Xiaoyueliang had a solid foundation, especially in language. Not only could he make up a long story by looking at pictures and telling stories, he also used some idioms and could give a simple self-introduction in English.
After one class, Teacher He said to Wang Shan, "Little Yueliang should have no problem going from kindergarten to primary school. She has outstanding language expression skills, rich imagination, and good memory. It's obvious that your family has taught her seriously."
"This is all thanks to her grandparents. They have been reading picture books to her and teaching her to recite ancient poems since she was young." Wang Shan is very grateful for their efforts.
"As for handwriting, she is indeed a little weak, but this can be improved through practice and accumulation." Teacher He pointed out the problem, and then suggested: "How about this, you can take time to accompany your child to practice writing, cultivate the habit first, and then slowly accumulate it after the habit is formed."
Wang Shan finally understood what was going on. "Teacher He, I'm sorry to bother you with this. I can't spare so much time due to work, and her grandparents love her so much that I can't bear to discipline her."
"No problem." Teacher He agreed readily.
With the guidance of professional teachers, Xiaoyueliang's handwriting has improved significantly.
In mid-August, we received a notice that Xiaoyueliang had successfully been admitted to the primary school affiliated to Baoan Middle School.
This good news made the four old people excited, as if Xiaoyue was not going to elementary school but was admitted to university.
Lin Qiu also brought a cake with him, and Wang Xiuren behind him was carrying a pink schoolbag.
Little Moon happily went up to her and asked, "Grandma, whose birthday is today?"
Lin Qiu didn't say anything. He took her hand, brought the cake to the dining table, and then opened the cake box.
In the middle of the cream cake is a cute little girl with a schoolbag on her back, surrounded by the words "Celebrating Little Moon becoming a primary school student".
Wang Xiuren held Xiaoyue's hand and cut the cake, "From now on, our Xiaoyue will be a primary school student."
Xiaoyue straightened her chest and raised her chin modestly, the pride on her face was visible to everyone.
But this complacent elementary school student was kept back by his teacher after the first day of school.
Yan's father and mother thought she had made a big mistake.
The head teacher, Mr. Ye, asked: "Is the child introverted and quiet?"
Yan's father and mother looked at each other in bewilderment. Their child was quite lively? I never heard the teacher say she was introverted in kindergarten before?
Both of them shook their heads.
"In Chinese class, the teacher reported that she rarely spoke. The same was true in math class, where she didn't read along with the teacher." Teacher Ye then began to guess whether it was because of her introverted personality.
During the first week of school, first graders basically learn rules, practice habits, and shout slogans.
The other children cooperated very well with the teacher and shouted slogans one by one, but Yan Wangshu was the only one who didn't say a word.
But she was very well-behaved, learned very quickly, sat upright, and never leaned over to talk to her classmates. Apart from not speaking, she could be said to be the teacher's favorite type of student.
Yan's father and mother nodded and thanked the teacher before taking her schoolbag and taking her home.
"Did you have fun at school today?"
Mother Yan took her granddaughter's hand, sat on the sofa and asked in detail.
Xiao Yueliang nodded, "It's fun. Liu Xingyu and I are in the same class. We went to Class 3 to play with Li Xinyi after class."
"So do you like school?"
"like."
"Do you like your teachers and classmates?"
"I like it! Teacher Ye also gave us small gifts." Little Moon took out a rabbit-shaped eraser from his pocket and showed it to his grandmother.
"Our little Yueyue is really great!" Yan's mother gave a thumbs up. "Then grandma asks you, why don't you read along with the teacher in class?"
Little Moon moved her mouth but made no sound.
When Wang Shan came out of the studio, she ran into Yan's mother who was asking about her daughter's schooling.
She listened for a while, and seeing her daughter's expression, she guessed, "Do you think you know how to read, so you don't want to read with the teacher anymore?"
Little Moon widened her eyes and asked, “How could my mother know?”
She already knows everything the teacher says in class, and she doesn’t understand why the teacher keeps talking about the same thing.
Yan's father and mother did not expect this to be the reason.
Wang Shan smiled and tapped her nose. "You can't do that, do you know? Even if you know how to do it, you still have to read along with the teacher. This is the class discipline, and everyone must abide by it. Think about it, if everyone is like you and doesn't read after coming back, then the teacher won't be able to teach properly, right?"
Little Moon nodded, not quite understanding, "I understand."
Wang Shan touched her head and said, "Also, if the teacher asks you questions at school, you should answer them carefully. When you get home, you should also tell us what happened at school."
"I know!"
Little Moon hugged her mother's hand and acted coquettishly.
From then on, Teacher Ye never met with parents individually again, and Xiaoyueliang began her happy primary school life.
Although she had good grades, she didn't always get top marks like her father, nor could she focus on both study and art like her mother.
She is very smart, but she doesn't put all her energy into studying. She has a wide range of interests, but she can't stick to any of them.
Wang Shan is a persistent person. She was a little confused about her daughter's personality, but after careful consideration, she understood that Xiaoyueliang needed freedom and space to grow, so she did not interfere too much.
Other people in the family also think that Xiaoyueliang is doing well. There is no need to forcibly restrain her nature. As long as it is within the legal and moral rules, it is fine to let her grow freely.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Xiaoyueliang has grown into a big girl. She was successfully admitted to Baoan Middle School and became a schoolmate of her parents.
Although her grades are not as good as her parents', she is better than them in that she has many friends and is the most popular person in the class. During holidays, she is never seen at home as she goes out to play with her friends.
On this day, Wang Shan received a rare call from her class teacher.
After coming back from school, he sat on the sofa with a frown on his face, and Xiaoyue also sat on the other side angrily.
After Yan Shen came back from get off work, he saw the mother and daughter who were obviously quarreling. He quickly put down his things and sat next to his wife: "What's going on?"
"Let her speak for herself!" Wang Shan replied unhappily.
Yan Shen could only look at his daughter, but the little girl's cotton-padded jacket was a little leaky, so she turned her face away and ignored her old father.
"If you have anything to say, just talk about it nicely. How can we solve the problem if neither of you speak?" Yan Shen patted his wife's arm.
Wang Shan let out a long sigh. "The head teacher asked me to come over today because she said your daughter is in love with the monitor of her class."
Yan Shen looked at his daughter in shock. He clearly felt that his daughter was still a child.
"I didn't!" Little Moon retorted loudly.
"Then what did the teacher say about seeing you two go to the movies over the weekend?"
"There are other students. We are here to help queue up and buy tickets."
"Then why do you guys always get together at school?"
"Is it true that boys and girls cannot talk together, and that talking too much is considered as being in a relationship?"
After saying this, Xiaoyue ran back to her room angrily.
"Look at her, she's been spoiled by you!" Wang Shan was also very angry.
Yan Shen put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her: "Don't worry, I'll go talk to her later. I don't think she's in a relationship. Didn't she improve on her test scores not long ago?"
"The teacher said that the monitor's grades had declined, so I paid more attention to him. I didn't expect to find out that they were in a suspected premature relationship." Wang Shan was a little anxious. "You don't know the way his parents looked at me, and the high school entrance exam is in a few months. This is not like elementary school, so we can't make any mistakes."
Yan Shen looked at his wife. He had never seen such an anxious expression on her face before. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him. "Are you about to reach menopause?"
This sentence made Wang Shan stunned.
Calculating my age, it’s around this time.
No wonder she has been so irritable lately and can’t calm down to paint.
"Let's go on vacation after our daughter finishes her exams," Yan Shen suggested.
"Okay, go see her first and find out what the situation is."
Yan Shen stood up, knocked on his daughter's door, and then pushed it open.
When Little Moon heard the noise, she immediately covered herself with a blanket.
Yan Shen found her childish look a little funny and poked her gently through the quilt: "Little Moon, come out and talk to Daddy."
"I have nothing to talk about with you."
There was a rumbling sound coming from under the quilt.
"Come out quickly, don't suffocate." Yan Shen pulled back the quilt.
Little Moon was caught off guard and could only sit up with her head down.
"Why are you arguing with your mother? Can't you just explain things clearly?" Yan Shen rubbed his daughter's head.
Little Moon felt wronged: "Mom doesn't believe me! She only believes in the teacher."
"Did you explain to your mother?"
Little Moon doesn't speak.
"Then can you tell Dad what's going on?"
"I'm not in a relationship. Last week, several classmates and I went to the movies together. The class monitor and I were responsible for buying the tickets, while the other classmates went to buy milk tea." Xiaoyueliang explained.
"Then why do you always hang out with him?"
"He, he likes Li Xinyi and asked me about Li Xinyi."
"Well, since it has nothing to do with you, why don't you explain it clearly?"
"Li Xinyi doesn't know yet, I can't drag her into this." Xiaoyueliang is very loyal.
"Your mother wouldn't say anything nonsense." Yan Shen nodded at her, "Do you know why the teacher misunderstood? Do you know the idiom 'under the melon field and plum trees'?"
Xiaoyueliang nodded.
"Then Dad won't say much. Try to keep your distance from boys in the future."
"good."
"Also, Mom may be in menopause and has a bit of an irritable temper. You have to be considerate of her," Yan Shen warned.
Little Moon looked up suddenly and then nodded heavily.
Yan Shen told Wang Shan the news that had been released.
Wang Shan finally put her mind at ease, and then gritted her teeth and said, "In the end, we are too lax in our management. We still need to tighten up and not let her have time to play around."
Yan Shen looked at his wife and thought, forget it, let his daughter fend for herself!
Anyway, it would be good for her to study hard, right?
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