Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 327 Gaining Trust

In the afternoon, classes resumed as normal, and after school, I took everyone to practice Wubuquan ten times, and then the schoolchildren left.

Ding Shitou locked the open door and reminded Liu Xuegui to come over after dinner, and Jiang Huzi and the others also came to exchange studies, and she happened to have something to discuss.

Liu Xuegui agreed and went back.

Ding Shishi went back to the house and took the bamboo paper out and started cutting the paper.The Three-Character Classic, Hundred Surnames, and Thousand-Character Essays have all been cut, and now I want to cut the pages of Qianjia Poems.

According to her teaching progress, it will be available in the second half of the year.

Now everyone's knowledge reserve is very rich, but it has not been connected with the actual characters and writing methods.

"Boss, I'm here to help." Ding Dian came in and saw the boss sitting at the table cutting paper, and immediately rolled up his sleeves to help.

"Does your arm still hurt?" Ding Shitou looked up at him, and continued to fold the paper in half under his hand.

"It's still a little sour, it's much better than in the morning." Ding Dian smiled and took a piece of paper from the table.

"Don't be too busy, I'll make a sample and let Brother Huzi and the others do it tonight." Ding Shitou immediately stopped Ding Dian's hand, just now she thought of this idea.

"Alright, then I'll help cook and let them go to bed early for a few nights." Ding Dian remembered what Jiang Huzi said when he returned to the village in the morning, and turned to leave.

"Well, you should also go to bed earlier at night, and stop reading. You need to rest to relieve the fatigue of your arms." Ding Shitou instructed, and quickly finished cutting a piece of paper.

But after Ding Dian left, she continued to cut until there were a hundred small pieces of paper before stacking them to check the thickness.

The paper was not big, so she took up some ink and wrote a five-character poem.

After laying out the layout, I used a font slightly larger than the printed version to write down four columns and there was still some space left, and then used modern typesetting in the bottom margin to write the author, background and poetic meaning of the poem in smaller fonts.

The first experiment was not successful, so I changed another piece of paper and shortened the distance between the upper columns a little, without affecting the recognition and aesthetics. Write the author’s name and background in more columns and write down the author’s name and background for the horizontal text at the bottom. Make room.

After finishing writing, she blew on the ink. She nodded and was very satisfied with the effect of this picture, so she put it aside and got up to help in the kitchen.

One hundred sheets of paper can accumulate one hundred poems, and it is also a great achievement to consolidate a hundred poems in the early stage. I don't know if I can finish teaching this year.

The students are too young, and I am afraid that they will not be able to finish teaching until next year.

As soon as it got dark in the evening, the teenagers came together. They moved bamboo beds and stools to the main room and sat down in the yard.

Ding Shitou looked at the copying tasks submitted by everyone. Although the handwriting was not very beautiful, it was very neat and serious.

She stacked these papers together and put them on the desk one by one, and then she came out and told them what Wang Jiafu's father told her today.

"This is a good thing. It shows that our Jiujiu School has won the approval of more people and made more people want to come." Jiang Huzi was very happy when he heard it.

This also shows that Ding Shi not only gained a firm foothold in Nancheng Village, but also won the trust of nearby villages.

"I think we should hold on. Don't accept any more students this year. It will be safer to expand the enrollment next year." Liu Xuegui was a little worried.

"From what happened last time, it can be seen that Xia family scholars are narrow-minded. If Ding Shi hadn't shown weakness and refused to accept the literary competition, we would not have such a peaceful life."

If the Xia family knew that their students had come to Jiujiu School, they would not let it go.

(End of this chapter)