The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 141 Teaching (1)
The craftsmen in the Hou's Mansion are very efficient. The wooden shelf ordered by Zhang's mother yesterday has already been completed.

Zhao Jing stood in front of the desk with her sleeves up and rubbed ink, and wrote "Hundred Surnames" on the rice paper in capital letters.Fortunately, she had practiced calligraphy for several years in modern times. Although she couldn't tell which family it belonged to, she wrote neatly anyway.

Zhao Jing glanced at the large characters that she had spent half an hour writing, and shook her sore arm.

She was afraid that she would learn too much at one time and the two girls would not be able to remember, so she wrote twenty first, nailed them to the clip with wooden nails, and used the ruler as a pointer, and handed them to the two children to read.

It is always right to use "Hundred Surnames" and "Thousand Character Classics" as their enlightenment. Even in modern times, this is a necessary course for Chinese education. After they have learned these, they can teach some of the "Three Character Classics". Kind of like that, Zhao Jing thought so.

Xu Si'an happened to pass by outside, and saw Zhao Jing wearing a pea-green satin jacket, a white skirt with thread-stitching, a simple bun on her head, and a plain sapphire hairpin. It's clean and refreshing.

Her voice is clear and clear, teaching the two children to read "Zhao Qian Sun Li...", it sounds both melodious and elegant.Xu Si'an smiled lightly, turned around and went outside, the new gentleman had already arrived, and he wanted to meet in person for a while, he couldn't just find an old boy who didn't even pass the scholar's exam to fool him like before.

There was a whole night of commotion in the Songhe Hall yesterday. For Sun Yu and Sun E, it was a big joke.But for Qi Jiahui, it was just half an hour late for dinner.She still feels ignorant to this day, why someone with the same name as her would cry like this.

"Auntie... oh, oh Mr. Zhao..." Xu Si'an asked them to call Zhao Jing Mr. Qi Jiahui couldn't change it for a while, Zhao Jing looked into her ignorant eyes and asked her: "What's wrong with Sister Hui? When get out of class is over, you can only speak after you have drawn these twenty characters in red!"

Qi Jiahui immediately lowered her head and continued to write earnestly. Her desk and chair had been replaced with shorter ones, but they were still a bit tall for her stature. write.

Zhao Jing leaned over to take a look, and saw that her pink double-breasted gown was already stained with ink, and the cuffs embroidered with lotus leaf patterns were not spared, even her white and tender face like a ball , and I don’t know when I got two ink stains on it, which happened to be just under the nose, like a kitten that has stolen.

Zhao Jing couldn't help laughing, picked up the handkerchief and wiped it for her, then held her hand from behind, and told her how to hold the pen, how to use force, and how to write stroke by stroke.

Xu Xian probably received enlightenment before. Although her handwriting is not good, her writing posture is correct anyway. Qi Jiahui can't do it anymore. She is completely in a state of drawing symbols. Zhao Jing is a little confused. It seems that she wants to teach them To write a good handwriting, you have to start all over again, besides, you are also a monk halfway, if you can't teach it well, you will mislead your disciples.

After finally getting out of class, Qi Jiahui looked at her results and jumped up excitedly. She lowered her head and blew on the rice paper with a lot of messy ink stains, saying that she would take it back to show to Mrs. Xu.Zhao Jing didn't want to agree at first, but after thinking that Mrs. Xu didn't know a few words anyway, she just let the grandparents and grandchildren have fun.

After class, Qi Jiahui finally caught the time, and asked Zhao Jing curiously: "Sir, why did my eldest cousin cry to change her name yesterday, but uncle changed it for her, and she cried even harder!"

Children always look at things so sharply, Sun Yu... No, Sun E's performance yesterday, it seems that's the case.Zhao Jing originally planned to explain the truth to Qi Jiahui clearly, but after all, it involves a lot of etiquette and inequality in it, Zhao Jing thought about it, and said: "Probably your eldest cousin hates her name. It doesn't sound good, so I wanted to change it, but I didn't expect your uncle to change her name to be even worse, so she cried even more."

Qi Jiahui frowned, expressing her understanding of what Zhao Jing said, and finally nodded and said: "It seems that Sun E is not as nice as Sun Yu'e. Then I can only call her Sister E from now on, not Sister Yu'e. "

Zhao Jing nodded and smiled, and said a little narrowly: "Tomorrow I will teach you an ancient poem called "Goose Goose Goose"."

Zhao Jing didn't intend to make things difficult for Sun Yu'e, but her temper really needs to be cured.

In the evening, Mrs. Xu still sent a maid to invite people as usual, but Zhao Jing didn't come over today.Xu Si'an has been fighting outside all year round, and he usually spends little time with the old lady, but now he can stay in the capital for a while with great difficulty, and it's time for him to fulfill his filial piety. Once Zhao Jing passed by, Xu Si'an was naturally embarrassed to go there.The old lady can't have a reunion dinner with her son.

Qi Jiahui practiced [-] big characters during the day, and now she is presenting treasures in front of Mrs. Xu. This is the first time she has written with a pen. Although ink is all over her body and the crime area is too large, she can't stop her inner desire. excited.

(End of this chapter)