On an autumn morning, Zhang Qingfeng led Ah Hui into the gate of Xiazhuang Primary School. The only teacher in the school, Wang Lixian, came out to welcome him with a smile.
"Uncle, why are you here so early?”Teacher Wang Lixian's attitude was modest. He smiled and welcomed Zhang Qingfeng and Ah Hui into his office. He was from Wangzhuang, and his fellow villagers were all ranked in seniority. In terms of age, Wang Lixian was about the same as Zhang Qingfeng. They had relatives in the previous generations and were called uncle.
"I'm sending you a student. You always ask me to send him here. I'll leave him to you. Take good care of him. Don't be like other students.”Zhang Qingfeng pointed Ah Hui to Teacher Wang Lixian.
Wang Lixian smiled and turned his eyes to Ah Hui. Ah Hui was leaning against her father. She was small, sturdy, and had a pair of bright eyes on her black face. She was smart and sharp. The clothes were old and tattered, but they were still clean. A pair of new shoes did not match the clothes.。Wang Lixian fell in love with this child. He bent down and touched Ah Hui's head with one hand. He said gently, How old are you? Tell me."
" Seven years old." Ah Hui blushed and put her right index finger in her mouth.
"Are you willing to come to school?"
" I'm willing.
" What's your name?"
"Ah Hui." Ah Hui said her nickname loudly. Wang Li smiled. " You're studying and you're a student. You still call me by my nickname? You have to call me by my name." He turned to look at his father." Do you have a name? You haven't given it a name yet, right?"
"I didn't. What good name would I have?”Zhang Qingfeng looked at Wang Lixian expectantly.
Wang Lixian immediately said," Alright, alright." He lowered his head and touched Ah Hui's forehead with one hand. He thought for a while."This child is smart and intelligent. He's honest and practical like the old Zhang family. It's good to call him Ah Hui. This nickname is not bad. It has the characteristics of your family.”
"Alright!" Zhang Qingfeng said repeatedly. Good! "I'll listen to you and call her Ah Hui." He turned to Ah Hui and said," I'll remember." Ah Hui nodded. It was early in the morning on the first day of school. There were many things to do in school, and Teacher Wang Lixian was especially busy. Zhang Qingfeng could tell, so he took his leave. Wang Lixian did not ask him to stay. After sending Zhang Qingfeng off, Wang Li came back first and brought Ah Hui to the classroom to arrange seats. From then on, Ah Hui's long, difficult, happy, and hopeful journey as a student began.
Usually, when the school was not in school, Ah Hui always liked to come to the school to play. However, sitting in the classroom and studying was different from playing. Ah Hui was arranged to sit at a table near the north, and her deskmate was Junfei. Xia Chang Jun's eldest son was one year older than Ah Hui. At the front and back of the table were Chang Meng, Chang Ji, Jun Kuan, Chang Le, Xia Yulan, Zhang Suzhen, Zhang Suzhi, and many familiar faces. The classroom was packed to the brim. Although there were many people, they were lined up in an orderly manner. However, the desks were not neat enough. They were of different sizes, some new and some old. It turned out that Shopkeeper Xian's plan to build a school was to build a desk, but because Japan was very tight on the sweep, they rushed to finish the main project of the house, so the matter of building a desk was put on hold. Therefore, the desks in the classroom were all brought by the students. Whoever had it would bring it, and if they didn't have it, they would borrow it. Ah Hui's family was poor, and the necessary tools for daily production and life were not complete. There was not even a dining table for eating, so there was no desk. Therefore, Ah Hui and her brother, Ah Wu, studied at other people's tables. Junfei was an honest and kind child. Teacher Wang Lixian said," Move inside and let Ah Hui sit at your table." Junfei glanced at Ah Hui as if he was very welcoming of her deskmate. He moved his body happily and sat at one end of the table, giving the other half to Ah Hui. Some children were not like this. When the teacher asked them to make room, they would not allow it." This is our table. I won't let him sit here." The teacher said so and so, and reluctantly agreed, making others feel very awkward. Later on, she had a strange dream at the same table. It was quite awkward and affected her studies. Junfei's attitude made Ah Hui very happy. They soon became good friends.
Teacher Wang Lixian held a copper bell in his hand. When he shook it, it made a ringing sound. The students ran into the classroom and sat down, waiting for the teacher's arrival. At this time, the classroom was the quietest. Teacher Wang Lixian was here. He was always like this. With one hand holding four books, the teaching books for the four grades, and the other holding a chalk box, he walked steadily. As soon as he entered the classroom, the students stood up and looked at him. When he stood at the desk, looked around with his big bloodshot eyes, and said,"Sit down," the students sat down.
This was a classroom for a double-entry class. Students from grade one to grade four, big and small (Wang Zhuang had started to run its own school, and the students had all returned to the village to study). Students in the same grade could not go to school normally because of the war, and their ages were also different. Usually, Teacher Wang Lixian would teach the senior students first, and the other students would study by themselves. After he finished teaching the students of one grade, he would let the students of that grade do their homework before he taught the next grade. From the perspective of the teachers, there seemed to be a clear hierarchy. However, when the students were all mixed in the same classroom, out of curiosity, the third grade students would listen to the fourth or second grade class, or the fourth grade would listen to the third or second grade class, or even the first grade class. Anyway, no matter what the teacher said, there would always be some students who could not concentrate on their textbooks and listened to the content of other grades. In a double entry class, such a situation was probably inevitable.
More than half of the class time had passed. Teacher Wang Lixian finished his lesson for the third and fourth grade. His gaze turned to the second grade. He was going to give a lecture to the second grade. I'll review the old ones before I start the new one. He picked up a book from the table, flipped through the content of yesterday's lecture, and then wrote the following question on the blackboard: Old Mrs. Camden originally had eighteen eggs, and she had picked up nine more in the past two days. How many eggs did Old Mrs. Camden have in total? Then he turned, glancing around at the row of second-year tables, and said," Who knows how to solve this question? Raise your hand."
The students stared at the blackboard, but none of them raised their hands.
"Why not? Didn't we talk about it yesterday?"
Still, no one raised their hands. Some students were afraid that their teacher would see them, so they lowered their heads, not even daring to look at Teacher Wang Lixian.
" Who can do it? Raise your hand." Teacher Wang Lixian repeated loudly. Still, no one raised their hands. When his gaze swept across a table in the north corner, a small hand was raised. He could not believe his eyes. It was Ah Hui who had raised her hand.
"Ah Hui, you, this is a second grade question. You just started school, so put your hand down.”
"I know how to do it. Aren't there twenty-seven?”
Teacher Wang Lixian was stunned when he heard that. Hey, he really knew how to do it." Then go to the blackboard in front and do it." Ah Hui walked to the blackboard while shaking her shoulders. Teacher Wang Lixian gave him a piece of chalk. Ah Hui was small and couldn't reach the blackboard. The students in the classroom looked at her and many of them laughed. Wang Lixian picked Ah Hui up.
Ah Hui calmly wrote down two numbers, a plus sign, an equal sign, and finally, the number 27.
Teacher Wang Lixian put Ah Hui down and turned around to say to everyone," How is it? Isn't that right? The first grade is the smallest and the smallest. The second grade's questions have been solved." He patted Ah Hui's head and said," Good, good. It's not easy. Learn well in the future."
The students, especially the senior students, were very surprised. They whispered to each other and discussed. The fourth-year student, Xia Zongyuan, said loudly,"I'm just doing big things." It meant that this was talent.
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