207: Illiteracy levels are beyond imagination
Yu Erye suddenly became energetic:
"Oh, one, two, three, I know this!"
"Write it down for me, from one to ten!"
Yu Erye took the homework book and lay down on the kang with his butt sticking out. He muttered "one, two, three, four, five" while slowly writing and drawing on the paper.
I wrote for five or six minutes, made some corrections, and finally handed in the written numbers.
The father and daughter put their heads together and looked at it. Well, all ten numbers were barely correct. However, the numbers were scattered, and if they didn't look carefully, they couldn't find where the correct number was hidden.
Also, an 8 is made up of two separate circles, one above the other.
Yu Jiahui finally understood what it meant that "calligraphy and painting are inseparable."
Yu Jiahui put down his homework book, sighed, and felt a throbbing pain in his head.
The level of illiteracy was indeed beyond his expectations!
He closed his eyes and clenched his fists, trying hard to control his anger, and kept chanting:
I can’t hit you, I can’t hit you. If I accidentally kill someone, I’ll have to go to jail. I have a wife and a daughter, I have to take care of them both. I can’t go to jail, I can’t, I can’t, calm down, calm down—
This method is actually quite effective.
As beads of sweat trickled down his temples, Yu Jiahui's anger gradually subsided and he did not jump up to hit anyone.
He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air and opened his eyes:
"Starting tomorrow, I'll have someone come to your house every night to teach you how to read and do arithmetic."
"Ah, class?!" Yu Erye was terrified as if he had heard the end of the world was coming.
Yu Xiaoye could clearly feel the lumps of flesh on her father's arms throbbing slightly. She was afraid that her second brother would say something wrong and get beaten for no reason. She hugged her father's arm tightly while desperately winking at her second brother:
"Second brother, nod your head and agree quickly!"
"Oh, oh, I promise!"
Yu Erye agreed without thinking, but then he felt something was wrong:
He doesn't want to go to class and doesn't want to learn to read!
For him, writing with a pencil is more difficult than digging the ground with a hoe!
That dense patch of horizontal and curved hooks looked even messier than the branches on a tree, and it was so confusing to look at.
But when he looked at the old man sitting opposite him who looked just like Zhang Fei, what should he do? A wise man would not suffer a loss in front of him. What else could he do except nod and agree?
He really doesn't want to be beaten!
This is settled for now.
That night, Yu Jiahui and Xu Ying began to discuss who to invite to class in bed.
There were many educated people in the company, not only educated youth, but also some intellectuals who were sent down to the countryside. However, the first person the old couple thought of was Hong Cheng.
Although it was a bit of a waste of talent to ask a cadre transferred from the province to teach illiterate people to read and write, everyone felt that no one was more suitable than Hong Cheng.
They are not very familiar with others, and they will definitely not be happy if they are invited to attend classes for no reason.
The time after work is very precious, and everyone has to tidy up their room and wash up.
Even if you have nothing to do, it's fine to lie on the kang and take a nap. Who would waste their rest time teaching an illiterate person?
In the entire company, Hong Cheng is the one who has the best relationship with Yu Jiahui, so Yu Jiahui was able to bring up this matter.
There is another very important point. They all know that Hong Cheng has been teaching the children of Widow Wang frequently recently. Due to the eyes and ears of others, he dare not go openly and always goes secretly at night.
If the children of Widow Wang could be invited to come home and take classes with Yu Erye, this would not only solve the problem of Hong Cheng having difficulty teaching Widow Wang's children, but also provide Yu Erye with two study partners.
Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you release one sheep or two sheep, it's a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.
The main reason was that Xu Ying and Yu Jiahui were worried that Hong Cheng would often gossip about Widow Wang's house sooner or later.
Those who knew believed that Hong Cheng was teaching Widow Wang’s children, while those who didn’t thought there was something going on between Hong Cheng and Widow Wang.
Although Xu Ying did suspect that there was some complicated relationship between the two people, she did not want others to make malicious speculations.
I don't want any rumors to slander them.
These days, life is not easy for everyone, so try to take care of each other.
It never hurts to make more good friends.
The old couple agreed.
Before going to bed, Xu Ying couldn't help but sigh, how lucky this kid Yu Erye was to be able to learn culture from the masters in the province.
Such an opportunity only comes in special times. Under normal circumstances, an illiterate country boy like Yu Erye cannot even see the master!
Not even worthy of carrying someone’s shoes!
All I can say is that fools have good fortune, and this is also his fate.
The next day, after Yu Jiahui went to work, he took the opportunity to tell Hong Cheng about this during a break.
As expected, Hong Cheng agreed very readily. He then said:
"By the way, since you let your son learn cultural knowledge, why don't you let your daughter learn? I always feel that Xiaoye is a smart child. She must learn some knowledge. Girls should also learn some culture and cannot suffer the loss of being uneducated."
Yu Jiahui really ignored this matter.
Although he knew that his daughter was a versatile and academic master, in the eyes of outsiders, Ono was also illiterate.
It would be great if I could take this opportunity to learn from Hong Cheng, but it would be a waste of time.
"If you are willing to accept this apprentice, I will leave Xiao Ye to you, for fear of causing you trouble." Yu Jiahui said a few polite words.
Hong Cheng smiled and said righteously:
"Why are you causing so much trouble? Let's not be so polite to each other. Besides, I really like that kid Ono. Of course I'd be happy if he became my apprentice."
"That's good. Also, our Xiaoye attended literacy classes when he was in the production team in our hometown, so he has some basic knowledge. He can write quite a few words and has no problem with basic arithmetic. But, my son is so stupid that he takes a long time to write out ten numbers. You have to put in more effort."
"I don't have any foundation. It doesn't matter. Let's start from scratch!"
Looking at Hong Cheng's sincere expression, Yu Jiahui couldn't help but feel guilty, as if he had done something immoral.
I hope Hong Cheng has a strong heart!
Yu Jiahui got the job done in the field.
At home, Xu Ying assigned work to Yu Erye early in the morning.
Now, every time she opens her eyes, she not only has to think about what she should do today, but also has to think about what her son should do.
It doesn’t matter if she is idle, but her son cannot be idle!
No matter how hard it is, you can’t make yourself suffer; no matter how idle you are, you can’t let your son be idle!
But there seemed to be nothing to do at home today. Xu Ying took only more than two hours to arrange the house in order. She fetched water, had enough firewood, and watered the vegetable garden.
Seeing that there was no work for his son, Xu Ying simply gave his son a bamboo basket and asked him to go to the woods to pick mushrooms.
There was a spring rain a few days ago, and the mushrooms in the ground have emerged. They are growing vigorously now. You can pick some and dry them to eat later.
The mushrooms in the Great Northern Wilderness are very delicious. It would be a pity not to stock up more while the season is here.
When Yu Erye heard that he was asked to pick mushrooms in the fields, his face wrinkled into an awkward expression:
"Mom, picking mushrooms is a job for women and children. How can I, a grown man, go picking mushrooms? Let Xiaoye do it!"
"No, I'll let you go."
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