NOVEL NEXT Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland
Chapter 25 Teaching Chinese Characters
Chapter 25 Teaching Chinese Characters
An Ning went to the literacy class with An Guoming, and Lin Cuihua also went out to chat with Da Liushu.
An Sancheng and An Guoqing were so tired after carrying stones all afternoon that they went back to the house to lie down after dinner.
The sister-in-law tidied up the kitchen, washed the dishes and swept the floor. After cleaning, she gave An Guoqing a basin of hot water and soaked his feet to relieve his fatigue.
As for the younger brother An Guoping, he is undoubtedly reading again, and he must take the time to read, because after dark, he cannot read.
An Ning and An Guoming arrived at the literacy class. An Ning sat with his friends again, while An Ning sat on a bench by herself.
After a while, the educated youths came in groups.
But this time, after Yang Jianguo saw An Ning, he immediately restrained his extremely aggressive pace and hid in the crowd without showing his face.
Other educated youths also saw the scene of An Ning scaring Yang Jianguo. Although they didn't feel it as directly as Yang Jianguo, they also felt that this village girl was a little different, and the most important thing was that she was a bit tough.
As for An Ning, she didn't even give a corner of her eyes to these people. She sat up straight, thinking that if she wasn't taught how to read, she would be ready to leave.
This time, go quietly.
After a group of educated youths sat down, a girl who was familiar to An Ning walked up to the front. Although her smile was a little shy, she was calm and generous.
"I am Yin Xuemei, and I will teach you some Chinese characters today."
Chinese character?
An Ning's attention was instantly attracted, and she was highly focused, staring at Yin Xuemei's movements.
Yin Xuemei picked up a piece of chalk and wrote a few words on the blackboard.
After she finished writing, she turned around, took a small stick and clicked on the top two words.
"Everyone goes to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. The products in the supply and marketing cooperative have labels saying what they are. These two characters are pronounced soy sauce."
An Ning below suddenly thought of the glass bottle Lin Cuihua used for cooking, and the black object inside. It turned out that the word soy sauce was written like this.
"Everyone read with me, soy sauce."
Yin Xuemei's words were clear and standard Mandarin. Although she asked everyone to read along, there was little cooperation. She was already preparing to teach the next word.
but……
"soy sauce."
An Ning's unique voice and loud voice stood out in the entire literacy class.
Yin Xuemei followed the voice and looked into An Ning's shining eyes.
Just at this moment, Yin Xuemei seemed to understand what the desire for knowledge was. She pursed her lips and smiled lightly at An Ning.
An Ning was completely different. The corners of her mouth widened and she gave her brightest smile.
Yin Xuemei held the stick in her hand, clicked on the word soy sauce again, and read it again.
An Ning was still very serious, so serious that Yin Xuemei couldn't help but talk a little more.
"We can take these two words apart and look at them. The word "jiang" can also form the miso we eat, the flavor of soy sauce."
Yin Xuemei wrote out the words she said on the blackboard and read them again. The only person in the audience who read carefully was An Ning.
For a moment, it seemed like a one-on-one class.
Yang Jianguo, who was among the educated youth, secretly thought that that powerful village girl really came to learn to recognize Chinese characters.
An Ning doesn't know what others think, she just does what she wants to do.
Her goal is very clear. Farming and seeds always come first.
But now she still wants to make money, because making money can help her farm better.
As for literacy, she feels that this is the foundation of everything. As for other knowledge, she feels that she is not lacking.
An Ning's seriousness inspired Yin Xuemei's seriousness. Today she also taught sugar, cloth and other Chinese characters that are often seen in daily life. She is also a serious and responsible person.
The class was over quickly, and Yin Xuemei could clearly see the regret in An Ning's eyes. She had not heard enough.
For the first time, Yin Xuemei experienced the teacher's sense of reward.
She took her notebook and walked towards An Ning, smiling at her.
"Hello, teacher."
An Ning bends down very politely, and is cute and respects the teacher.
"Don't, I just taught a few Chinese characters, but I can't be a teacher."
Yin Xuemei helped An Ning weakly and said, "My name is Yin Xuemei, what's your name?"
"My name is An Ning."
"Your name is really nice. Do you want to learn to write your name?"
An Ning nodded at that time and said with a firm voice: "I think so."
Yin Xuemei squatted on the ground, using a stool as a table, and wrote the word "an Ning" in her notebook
"Do you want to try?"
Yin Xuemei handed her pencil to An Ning, and An Ning immediately took it and asked, "Can it be the same as what you wrote?"
"Well, just follow it as written. It doesn't matter how you write it."
An Ning squatted down, took a pencil, and wrote the word "An Ning" one stroke at a time in the notebook.
On the book, one on the left and one on the right, are two An Ning's names.
I expected to see a twisted Yin Xuemei, staring at the book in a daze. Which one was written by herself?She was in a daze and couldn't remember.
"An Ning, do you really not know how to write?"
"No, it's my first time writing."
Yin Xuemei lowered her head again, looking at the two identical names on the notebook, and remembered the multiplication table that An Ning said yesterday that she could learn it after just one listen.
"Did you really learn the multiplication formula after listening to it just once yesterday?"
"Yeah, that's not difficult."
An Ning returned the pencil to Yin Xuemei, politely said thank you, and prepared to leave.
Yin Xuemei looked at An Ning leaving with a man, and she had a guess in her heart. She seemed to have a photographic memory.
However, photographic memory and copying should be different, right?
Yin Xuemei looked at the two names on her notebook. There was really no difference between them.
Yin Xuemei closed her book and went back to the Educated Youth Point first.
On the other side, An Ning, who had left An Guoming, was having a discussion with An Guoming about making money.
"Second brother, how do you make money?"
An Ning didn't understand euphemism at all, so a question made An Guoming stand there and not leave.
"Little sister, what did you say?"
"I told you how to make money."
An Ning said it again, so clearly that An Guoming asked confusedly: "Why? You didn't want to make money yesterday."
"Because I found that making money can help me farm better."
"What? It has something to do with farming."
"Of course, I do. I think everything is related to farming. This is called the foundation of people's livelihood."
After saying that, An Ning stopped, patted An Guoming's shoulder with one hand and said, "Second brother, don't forget your roots."
An Guoming's head was in a mess. Where is all this?
But he turned around and thought, why should he care about this?
My little sister wants to make money. She has the capital to make money and the ability to make money. Why should she care about so much?
"Little sister, let me tell you, if you want to make money, just go to your second brother."
An Ning went to the literacy class with An Guoming, and Lin Cuihua also went out to chat with Da Liushu.
An Sancheng and An Guoqing were so tired after carrying stones all afternoon that they went back to the house to lie down after dinner.
The sister-in-law tidied up the kitchen, washed the dishes and swept the floor. After cleaning, she gave An Guoqing a basin of hot water and soaked his feet to relieve his fatigue.
As for the younger brother An Guoping, he is undoubtedly reading again, and he must take the time to read, because after dark, he cannot read.
An Ning and An Guoming arrived at the literacy class. An Ning sat with his friends again, while An Ning sat on a bench by herself.
After a while, the educated youths came in groups.
But this time, after Yang Jianguo saw An Ning, he immediately restrained his extremely aggressive pace and hid in the crowd without showing his face.
Other educated youths also saw the scene of An Ning scaring Yang Jianguo. Although they didn't feel it as directly as Yang Jianguo, they also felt that this village girl was a little different, and the most important thing was that she was a bit tough.
As for An Ning, she didn't even give a corner of her eyes to these people. She sat up straight, thinking that if she wasn't taught how to read, she would be ready to leave.
This time, go quietly.
After a group of educated youths sat down, a girl who was familiar to An Ning walked up to the front. Although her smile was a little shy, she was calm and generous.
"I am Yin Xuemei, and I will teach you some Chinese characters today."
Chinese character?
An Ning's attention was instantly attracted, and she was highly focused, staring at Yin Xuemei's movements.
Yin Xuemei picked up a piece of chalk and wrote a few words on the blackboard.
After she finished writing, she turned around, took a small stick and clicked on the top two words.
"Everyone goes to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. The products in the supply and marketing cooperative have labels saying what they are. These two characters are pronounced soy sauce."
An Ning below suddenly thought of the glass bottle Lin Cuihua used for cooking, and the black object inside. It turned out that the word soy sauce was written like this.
"Everyone read with me, soy sauce."
Yin Xuemei's words were clear and standard Mandarin. Although she asked everyone to read along, there was little cooperation. She was already preparing to teach the next word.
but……
"soy sauce."
An Ning's unique voice and loud voice stood out in the entire literacy class.
Yin Xuemei followed the voice and looked into An Ning's shining eyes.
Just at this moment, Yin Xuemei seemed to understand what the desire for knowledge was. She pursed her lips and smiled lightly at An Ning.
An Ning was completely different. The corners of her mouth widened and she gave her brightest smile.
Yin Xuemei held the stick in her hand, clicked on the word soy sauce again, and read it again.
An Ning was still very serious, so serious that Yin Xuemei couldn't help but talk a little more.
"We can take these two words apart and look at them. The word "jiang" can also form the miso we eat, the flavor of soy sauce."
Yin Xuemei wrote out the words she said on the blackboard and read them again. The only person in the audience who read carefully was An Ning.
For a moment, it seemed like a one-on-one class.
Yang Jianguo, who was among the educated youth, secretly thought that that powerful village girl really came to learn to recognize Chinese characters.
An Ning doesn't know what others think, she just does what she wants to do.
Her goal is very clear. Farming and seeds always come first.
But now she still wants to make money, because making money can help her farm better.
As for literacy, she feels that this is the foundation of everything. As for other knowledge, she feels that she is not lacking.
An Ning's seriousness inspired Yin Xuemei's seriousness. Today she also taught sugar, cloth and other Chinese characters that are often seen in daily life. She is also a serious and responsible person.
The class was over quickly, and Yin Xuemei could clearly see the regret in An Ning's eyes. She had not heard enough.
For the first time, Yin Xuemei experienced the teacher's sense of reward.
She took her notebook and walked towards An Ning, smiling at her.
"Hello, teacher."
An Ning bends down very politely, and is cute and respects the teacher.
"Don't, I just taught a few Chinese characters, but I can't be a teacher."
Yin Xuemei helped An Ning weakly and said, "My name is Yin Xuemei, what's your name?"
"My name is An Ning."
"Your name is really nice. Do you want to learn to write your name?"
An Ning nodded at that time and said with a firm voice: "I think so."
Yin Xuemei squatted on the ground, using a stool as a table, and wrote the word "an Ning" in her notebook
"Do you want to try?"
Yin Xuemei handed her pencil to An Ning, and An Ning immediately took it and asked, "Can it be the same as what you wrote?"
"Well, just follow it as written. It doesn't matter how you write it."
An Ning squatted down, took a pencil, and wrote the word "An Ning" one stroke at a time in the notebook.
On the book, one on the left and one on the right, are two An Ning's names.
I expected to see a twisted Yin Xuemei, staring at the book in a daze. Which one was written by herself?She was in a daze and couldn't remember.
"An Ning, do you really not know how to write?"
"No, it's my first time writing."
Yin Xuemei lowered her head again, looking at the two identical names on the notebook, and remembered the multiplication table that An Ning said yesterday that she could learn it after just one listen.
"Did you really learn the multiplication formula after listening to it just once yesterday?"
"Yeah, that's not difficult."
An Ning returned the pencil to Yin Xuemei, politely said thank you, and prepared to leave.
Yin Xuemei looked at An Ning leaving with a man, and she had a guess in her heart. She seemed to have a photographic memory.
However, photographic memory and copying should be different, right?
Yin Xuemei looked at the two names on her notebook. There was really no difference between them.
Yin Xuemei closed her book and went back to the Educated Youth Point first.
On the other side, An Ning, who had left An Guoming, was having a discussion with An Guoming about making money.
"Second brother, how do you make money?"
An Ning didn't understand euphemism at all, so a question made An Guoming stand there and not leave.
"Little sister, what did you say?"
"I told you how to make money."
An Ning said it again, so clearly that An Guoming asked confusedly: "Why? You didn't want to make money yesterday."
"Because I found that making money can help me farm better."
"What? It has something to do with farming."
"Of course, I do. I think everything is related to farming. This is called the foundation of people's livelihood."
After saying that, An Ning stopped, patted An Guoming's shoulder with one hand and said, "Second brother, don't forget your roots."
An Guoming's head was in a mess. Where is all this?
But he turned around and thought, why should he care about this?
My little sister wants to make money. She has the capital to make money and the ability to make money. Why should she care about so much?
"Little sister, let me tell you, if you want to make money, just go to your second brother."
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