After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 252 252 New Lesson Feelings
He Ju will carry it to Zhao Yuanle.

"These things are simple, you can read them once, come on."

Following He Ju's example, Zhao Yuanle made every movement harder and cleaned more cleanly.

She was very fast, with a few strokes, she finished washing the yams in a short while.

Just when the two got up to leave, they bumped into Mo Qiuer who was washing clothes in the river.

A look of embarrassment flashed across He Ju's face.

Zhao Yuanle did not respond, and even greeted Mo Qiuer.

Mo Qiuer was taken aback for a moment, but still smiled at Zhao Yuanle.

He Ju hurriedly pulled Zhao Yuanle away from behind.

Seeing that He Ju was in such a hurry, Zhao Yuan could not help but ask, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

He Ju lowered her voice: "The matter between you and Mo Qingshan is gone, and his sister is not happy."

Zhao Yuanle: "No?"

He Ju: "It's no wonder if you don't, go back quickly."

The two returned home in such a hurry.

Yao'er has already woken up, chasing and playing with Xiao Heibei in the yard.

Zhao Yuanle put the things away, and was going to help He Ju tidy up again, but He Ju rushed over to teach Yao'er.

Zhao Yuanle could only tidy up a little, coughed, and started today's class.

Yao'er sat obediently on the bench, very enthusiastic about class.

Not far away was Zhao Yuanlan.

She was holding a mirror, trying to adjust it to a suitable angle so that she could see where her hair had been torn off.

But her raised arms were sore, and she was still unsuccessful.

Zhao Yuanle glanced at her, and couldn't help but said, "If you want to look behind, you have to take two mirrors to see each other."

Zhao Yuanlan had a frustrated face.

"But there is only one side of the family."

Zhao Yuanle: "I'll buy another next time."

Zhao Yuanlan sighed, and put the mirror away. While tying her hair, she hoped: "I hope my hair will have grown before I buy a mirror next time."

Zhao Yuanle did not reply to this sentence.

Because she felt that the possibility of this matter was very unlikely, infinitely close to zero.

Yao'er called Zhao Yuanle, and she turned her attention back here.

In this Grace class, Zhao Yuanle will teach Yao'er some basic words first.

Yao'er wrote according to the words written by Zhao Yuanle. As he wrote, he suddenly looked up at Zhao Yuanle.

"elder sister."

Zhao Yuanle: "Huh?"

Yao'er: "Can I not write obliquely?"

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Yao'er looked at the word and wrote it again, this time writing the word squarely.

He expressed his opinion.

"I think it's easy to write like this."

Zhao Yuanle smiled: "Whatever you want, you don't have to write obliquely. If you feel comfortable writing straight, then write straight. It's just right."

Receiving an affirmative answer, Yao'er grinned, revealing a mouthful of deciduous teeth.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Sister, so, the word depends on what kind of person is willing to write?
Well, whether it is written straight or obliquely, it all depends on the person? "

Zhao Yuanle: "Yes."

Yao'er: "Then they also have straight people and oblique people."

Zhao Yuanle paused, and she remembered some stories in her textbooks, as well as what she had seen and heard when she grew up.

She suddenly felt very prejudiced.

Because I know the history, I was prejudiced against these people from the beginning, and I directly characterized these people in my heart.

But in fact, no matter which country, no matter when, there are good people and bad people. Even if the cultures are different, we can't kill all of them at once.

Thinking about it carefully, besides wanting the people here to learn new Western technologies, she unconsciously converges with the people here in her views on the West.

Subconsciously, she began to look down on the culture and customs of the people there.

Seeing Zhao Yuanle lose his mind suddenly, Yao'er called her sister again.

Zhao Yuanle came to his senses and couldn't help but praise Yao'er again.

"That's right, in the future, you can say whatever you think.

What your sister teaches you is not necessarily right, and what others teach is not necessarily right.

Remember, listen to different voices, and then do what you think is right. "

Yao'er nodded obediently.

"Well, I remember."

After this grace class, the grace words written by Yao'er are all square.

He told Zhao Yuanle that he would write obliquely when he became proficient in writing in the future, because he also felt that writing obliquely was better.

Next math class.

Zhao Yuanle took Yao'er's many addition and subtraction tests one after another, and he was not only fast but also correct.

Well...

Zhao Yuanle was so heartless that he buried his head and wrote a set of nine-to-nine multiplication tables.

Yao'er didn't know the seriousness of the matter yet, so he watched curiously from the sidelines.

Finish writing these.

Zhao Yuanle smiled silently.

Yao'er looked at her sister's expression, and her face froze slowly.

His intuition told him that something bad might happen.

Zhao Yuanle looked at Yao'er with a smile.

"Come on, this class, my sister will teach you multiplication."

She wrote a multiplication sign.

Yao'er: "It's a chacha."

Zhao Yuanle: "No, no, this is a multiplication sign."

Yao'er: "Multiplication number?"

Zhao Yuanle coughed and began to explain the meaning of multiplication to Yao'er.

"Multiplication is adding like things together.

For example, one by one is a bundle of corn.Two times one is two stalks of corn in one sheaf.One by two, two sheaves of corn.Two by two, two sheaves of corn.

So that's the analogy. "

Yao'er stared blankly at Zhao Yuanle, why did he feel that this multiplication was punishment?

Zhao Yuanle saw that Yao'er didn't understand, so he grabbed a handful of yams that He Juzheng was washing and peeling carefully.

He Ju looked over curiously.

Zhao Yuanle showed the yams to Yao'er.

"This pile of three yams is three times one, and another pile of three yams is three times two.

Because the number of each pile is the same, if there are two piles, multiply by two. "

With the real thing, Yao'er began to understand.

Zhao Yuanle continued to give him examples, and kept getting yams from He Ju.

Yao'er understood seriously, and after a while, finally understood the meaning.

He asked a question.

"Well, there are fifteen here, five or five less, what is it called? Just like addition and subtraction, multiplication also has an opposite, isn't it?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Well, that is removal."

She drew the symbol on the paper.

Yao'er clapped his hands excitedly.

"Then let's learn this again."

He thinks he understands multiplication, except that he must learn very fast, so he has learned two things in one class.

Zhao Yuanle shook his head, just smiled and took out the nine-nine multiplication table he had written.

"Don't worry, come on, Yao'er, let's recite this thing before we talk about it."

Yaoer blinked.

Zhao Yuanle took out the stick, and said softly, "You have to recite it all at once. You can't stutter in the middle, you can't stop for too long, and you can't make a mistake. As long as there is a problem in the middle, you have to start from the beginning."

Yao'er should also experience the torture she suffered in childhood~
　I recently read the comments and saw the readers' suggestions on learning English writing.

　　The author said that at the beginning, the English teacher in the cram school taught me to write obliquely, so I thought everyone was like this, and the author didn't pay attention.

　　After being popularized by science, I also searched it, and the content here was also changed by the way, and I posted a plot after feeling it.

　　Thank you readers for meeting, thank you

　　
　
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