Jiajia swallowed the food in her mouth: "eggs, you can't talk until you finish the food in your mouth. Don't do this next time."
Taotao filled himself with a bowl of soup: "sweet sister, so sweet."
Tiger picked his eyebrow: "sister Tian is not sweet, but the fish soup is a little sweet. My grandmother especially likes the fish soup made by sister Tian. Shall we go fishing tomorrow? Grandma is old and needs to eat more good food."
Listening to the children's children's words and Tongyu, Jiang Chan sometimes gives grandpa Tian cloth and tells him that she eats very well. Jiang Chan doesn't care about him, and she doesn't use public chopsticks. If she behaves too out of line, someone should be sour again.
"We study in the afternoon. I have to assess it every day."
Tiger raised his hand: "sister Tian, what did you say to teach us to recognize acupoints this afternoon?"
"I haven't forgotten. I'll teach you after passing all the examinations." Jiang Chan said, glancing at Qi Yiming without trace. Today, she will suppress Qi Yiming anyway.
Once his arrogance is not suppressed today, he will not be obedient in the back. In that case, a trace of treachery flashed in Jiang Chan's eyes. Don't blame her for making an example.
After lunch, several children wash dishes, while Jiang Chan wipes and sweeps the hall. Although it is a humble room, it should be spotless.
Half an hour later, the children sat down at the table with a shallow wooden box in front of them. The box was filled with light yellow sand. In order to survive, it has been very difficult. Paper and pen are unthinkable.
Jiang Chan stood in front of a stone slab, holding a small stone in his hand. The small stone wrote lines on the stone slab. Jiang Chan's left hand is a textbook for the first grade of primary school. She asked the village head to find it in the town.
"A few days ago, we learned Pinyin. Today, we learn to write. We start with our surname. Our surname is Tian." Jiang Chan threw away her textbook and wrote the word "Tian" on the slate.
Although Tian Tian is weak, his writing is inevitably a little vain and weak, but he can see at a glance whether his writing is good or not. The barrage was full of praise again. They sat lazily aside with their arms around their chests.
He felt that these were very simple and could not compare with the attraction of mobile phones and computers to him. It's a pity that the director group took away his mobile phone, otherwise he wouldn't be here to listen to the class.
After talking about the word Tian, Jiang Chan began to talk about people, extending from one skim and one hold to the truth of being a man, and so on. No one thought she could tell so much about this word.
When talking about the rise, she will intersperse all kinds of small stories to listen to the children. Even at the beginning of the boring chorus, I gradually became absorbed.
Jiang Chan occasionally saw Qi Yiming, and a smile flashed in her eyes. It seems that it is not hopeless.
At the end of the one hour Chinese time, Jiang Chan taught a total of ten Chinese characters. After the children were able to write by themselves, Jiang Chan turned to teaching mathematics.
Mathematics is mainly a variety of calculations, which are very simple.
Seeing that Jiang Chan is so strict, Niuniu's math problem has been wrong three times. Every time Jiang Chan asks him to revise and recalculate, Qi Yiming can't see it.
"He is still young. Why are you so strict with them? He is only five or six years old, and this level is quite acceptable."
Jiang Chan touched Niu Niu's head. The little boy's eyes were a little red. He wiped his eyes: "I don't blame sister Tian. Sister Tian is for my good, but I'm too stupid."
Jiajia held Niuniu's hand: "no, Niuniu is smaller than us, so you learn more slowly. You're not stupid."
Tiger son puffed his mouth: "it's a good thing to be strict."
Jiang Chan smiled: "my requirements are very strict. If I don't do it, I have to do it well. If I don't lay a good foundation, I can't go far in the future."
She said, pinching Niuniu's little face: "I'm not their parents, but since we hug each other for warmth, I'll try to think about their future. Indulgence is not love, strict requirements are."
"Niuniu, we will encounter all kinds of difficulties in the future. Tears can't change any problems. We need to calm down and think slowly. One day we will overcome these difficulties. Just like this problem, think about it again and you will be able to do it."
Niuniu blinked his big watery eyes. He was the youngest of these people. He was only five years old. It was inevitable that he couldn't keep up with his thinking. Jiang Chan will not relax the requirements on him because Niuniu is young. She treats him equally.
With everyone's encouragement, Niuniu looked at the question on the slate, pulled it with his fingers, and finally calculated the correct answer. Jiang Chan showed a big smile: "I knew you could do it! You're not stupid at all, you're great!"
Niu Newton smiled and tears were still hanging on his eyelashes. He looked lovely and pitiful.
Looking at the children's admiration for Jiang Chan, Qi Yiming muttered to himself, "isn't indulgence love?"
Jiang Chan patted Niu Niu's little hand: "if parents love their children, they have far-reaching plans for it. Let alone cultivate children to become useful, at least adults? A person can't well restrain his temper, restrain his desires and act recklessly, which is not a lack of family education."
Qi Yiming hung his head. Jiang Chan's words were a little abstruse. He was 15 years old and didn't understand a lot. But he understood a sentence, that is, in Jiang Chan's eyes, he is a person who lacks family education.
Seeing that the children are not in the main room and face Jiang Chan alone, Qi Yiming is under great pressure. He licked his lips: "don't think I don't know. You treat them better than me? You don't like me! What's good about those little farts?"
Jiang Chan smiled: "you are still very sharp. I really don't like you. It's my subjective will to like you or not. Others can't interfere. Why should I like a person with a bad temper and impolite?"
"No matter how rich you are, can I eat your rice and drink your water? Our personality is equal and will not change because of the disparity of our family."
Jiang Chan took a wet cloth and slowly wiped the handwriting on the slate.
"I won't treat you differently because you have money, just as I won't feel inferior to you because of our poverty. Maybe many people will approach you because of your money and your family at the beginning, but what can go on for a long time is still because of your own ability and character. Now tell me, what do you have that makes me treat you differently?"
"My family is very rich! You can't imagine the money!" Qi Yiming straightened his chest and said so, very righteous.
Jiang Chan put the pebble away. "You're great! So? Is your father's money your money? Is it your money earned by your own ability?"