After breakfast, the children arrived one after another, and class started promptly at 9:00 AM.
Xiaocao and the other five children were reviewing their previous lessons in the study, while Su Yun'er, as usual, was giving Meiya a private lesson under the trellis.
"...It is not right for a child not to study. If one does not study when young, what will one do when old..."
Mei Ya'er recited the material she had previewed yesterday in a clear and crisp voice, while Su Yun'er listened and nodded.
This child must have put in a lot of effort after going home; in just two days, the progress is much greater than that of the small trees and grasses before.
My sister doesn't have any textbooks yet, so Su Yun'er copied one out last night, which was enough for her.
After Mei Ya'er finished reciting, Su Yun'er began to explain the historical references and principles contained within. After explaining these, she then taught Mei Ya'er how to write.
Meiya doesn't have a writing brush, ink, paper, or inkstone yet. She said her mother went to buy them for her, but "they were too expensive, so she couldn't find any."
When the topic turned to expensive things that were unaffordable, Mei Ya'er's usually sunny face darkened for a moment.
She bit her lower lip and lowered her head slightly.
Su Yun'er was deeply moved. Mei Ya'er's family was not well-off, and her mother, Tong Hua, only gave birth to her. She was often ridiculed in the village as a hen that couldn't lay eggs. But even with the financial pressure and the villagers' jokes, Tong Hua still insisted on sending her to school.
Because the tung flower also knows that only by studying can one change their destiny and have the opportunity to change their destiny.
Su Yun'er couldn't help but think of Principal Zhang, whom she had seen in news reports in her previous life.
She dared not compare herself to such a great person, but she was willing to learn from her and do her best to help other girls.
Su Yun'er pushed the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone in front of Mei Ya'er.
"I have one here,"
The moment Mei Ya'er saw the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, her eyes lit up with surprise and joy.
"...But I can't just give it to you like that..."
A glint flashed in Mei Ya'er's eyes, followed by a hint of doubt and worry.
"...You need to complete the homework and study tasks I assign. If you do well, this set of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones will be your reward."
"Really?!" Mei Ya'er's eyes lit up again. She clenched her little fists, seemingly trying to encourage herself.
Su Yun'er observed every subtle expression and movement of the little girl.
Su Yun'er smiled faintly; this child had a tenacious spirit.
"If you can master the first ten sentences of the Three Character Classic within three days, including today, I will consider you to have completed the task. First, you must be able to recite it fluently, write it, and explain the meaning of each sentence. Little sister, are you willing to accept this challenge?"
The first ten sentences, which add up to sixty characters, contain a great deal of content, principles, and classical references, including some repeated words.
Memorizing is not difficult for children of this age, as their memory is at its best. With more reading and memorization, they can memorize quickly.
Understanding the content is relatively easy, but there is a lot of content, and there are bound to be parts that are difficult for a six-year-old to understand, so it takes time to accumulate knowledge.
The hardest part is writing.
Today is only the second day of school for my daughter, so she basically has zero foundation.
It's quite a challenge to write down so many words in one go.
Mei Ya'er bit her lip awkwardly, looking somewhat embarrassed, but when her gaze fell on the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, her eyes were filled with an intense, unyielding longing.
"good!"
Mei Ya'er suddenly looked up, her gaze fixed firmly on Su Yun'er: "Sir, I accept, and I will definitely do my best to complete it!"
I am determined to succeed!
No sooner had the powerful words fallen than a rumbling sound came from Mei Ya'er's stomach.
The girl immediately clutched her stomach, her cheeks flushing crimson.
Is it hungry?
"Didn't you eat breakfast?" Su Yun'er asked.
"I...I've already eaten," the girl stammered.
Su Yun'er didn't ask any more questions, but she already had a general idea.
I have eaten, but whether I ate a lot or whether I am full is another matter.
How can you study on an empty stomach? Moreover, if you don't get enough nutrition, your learning efficiency will also be a problem.
Su Yun'er asked Mei Ya'er to recite what she had just memorized again, and then, leaning on her crutch, she went to the kitchen.
The steamed buns were still hot in the steamer. Su Yun'er tore the buns in half, but didn't tear them completely. She spread some sesame paste in one half and then sprinkled some white sugar evenly on it. In the other half, she put in a few thick slices of sausage.
The steam inside the steamed bun traps a lot of heat. Under the influence of the heat, the oil in the sugar, sesame paste, and sausage melts and seeps into the bun, making the aroma increasingly stronger.
Carrying the white steamed bun with two layers of filling on a plate, I returned to the courtyard.
Su Yun'er placed the fragrant white steamed buns on the table. Mei Ya'er was concentrating on memorizing her lessons when she was instantly attracted by the white steamed buns.
She swallowed hard, and her recitation became noticeably halting, with a few stumbles.
"Little sister, this steamed bun is for you. But before you eat it, you have to answer a few questions for me. If you answer one correctly, you can have a bite."
In her heart, Su Yun'er silently berated herself, feeling that what she had done was really bad.
Looking at the girl's longing yet restrained eyes, I really wanted to say, "Eat up, eat up! If you're still hungry, there's more in the kitchen!"
But she managed to hold back.
What she wanted to teach Mei Ya'er was not just knowledge to be memorized by rote, nor was it to make Mei Ya'er think that everyone in the world was a good person and that someone would give her whatever she needed. Rather, she wanted Mei Ya'er to understand that "to harvest rice, you must first bend down," that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and that you have to work hard to get anything you want.
Mei Ya'er nodded.
Su Yun'er began to select a few passages from the content taught yesterday as test questions to check Mei Ya'er's learning outcomes.
Meiya performed very well; she answered all the questions correctly except for a few text-related ones.
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